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Yoona's POV

Class is finally over and now I can go and eat lunch and be free from, ugh, him. I quickly get up and try to run away, but he grabs my wrist before I'm able to leave.

"Aren't you gonna wait for me?" He asks.

"And why would I?" I sneer.

"So we can eat lunch together."

"No thanks, I've had enough of you for one class, let alone 1 day." I snort.

"Aw, don't be like that, jagiya~" He smiles.

"Just let go of me." I glare.

"Anything for jagi." He smirks, releasing my wrist.

"Thanks, kay, bye!" I quickly rush off.

I feel a arm creep around my waist and look over and see him again. "Will you leave me alone?" I glare.

"I can't stand being away from my girlfriend." He pouts.

"For the last time, I'm not your girlfriend!" I yell.

"You will be soon." He shrugs.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I cross my arms.

"You'll see soon." He smirks. I roll my eyes.

"Come on, Yoongie. I'm starving." He says, grabbing my wrist. Yoongie? How does he know?

"What did you call me?" I choke.

"Yoongie. My nickname for my sweet jagi." He smiles. I glare at him. Does he know I love being called that?

"Do you expect me to call you Sehunnie then?" I retort.

"Hmm, that would be nice." He replies.

"In your dreams." I laugh.

"Maybe, but I love being called Sehunnie, or Hunnie, so." He glances at me.

"Yeah right." I snort.

"You could've at least give it a try." He rolls his eyes.

"My dear, Sehunnie, carry me to the cafeteria. I'm too tired." I say dramatically sarcastic. The wind is knocked out my lungs when I feel myself being lifted up.

"Yah! What are you doing?!" I shriek, trying to hit him. He's carrying me bridal style.

"You said you wanted me to carry you." He replies.

"Are you stupid?! I was being sarcastic" I cry.

"Well, too bad for you. I'm sure you secretly enjoy this." He smirks.

"I do not! Now, put me down!" I yell.

"Hmm, no thank you." He continues to walk to the cafeteria.

"You're not carrying me on there like this!" I yell.

"Why not? It's the best way for people to know we're dating." He says.

"I don't know what I have to do to get this through your thick skull, but WE'RE NOT DATING!" I shout.

"Well, that's not what they'll think." He shrugs.

"Fine, what do I have to do for you to put me down?" I ask.

"Date me."

"No, seriously." I reply.

"I am serious. Either you date me, or we can go in there like this. Your call."

I sigh. Which one is more embarrassing? Him carrying me. No one has to know that I'm 'dating' him.

"Fine, I'll date you." I sigh.

His face lights up and he puts me back on the ground. "You have to date me for at least 100 days, by the way." He adds. My eyes widen.

"Yah! You never said I had to date you for 100 days!" I yell.

"You already agreed, so too bad." He sticks his tongue out.

"Aish. You're so annoying." I huff.

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