The Thin Line | Kim Jinhwan |

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I had my head on the table, using one of the hard covered books as a pillow- which is not comfortable at all I must add. First of all the book is cold and hard, and second of all it made me switch sides after every minute. Although my left side was the best choice for me, all because of him.

His name is Kim Jinhwan, but to me also known as the jerk who always teases me.

When we were younger he would keep teasing me about my height until I started to cry, he then would pretend that nothing was going on or that I fell. All so they wouldn't punish him for being such a pain in the butt, it was kind off psycho. Everyone always thought he was this sweet kind boy- well not to me. However I never forgot how mean he was too me. It was always the same old thing, and for some reason we always ended up in the same school, same class and sadly always as seatmates. I don't know what I did in my past lives to be punished this way. 

Luckily he always came late so I had a moment of rest before he would burst into the room.

"Kim Songyi, fancy to see you again".

I roll my eyes as he makes me acknowledge his presence. Since I was facing him, I turn my head around and stare out of the window. Which was turning into some kind of routine.

It was always the same damn thing, him trying to make an conversation and if I wouldn't he would make some rude comment or poke me with a pen- it was always one of those.

Suddenly he turns my chair around so I'll face him- causing my face to almost collide with the floor. Which was not improving my mood in any kind of way, was it so hard for someone to get the hint and leave me alone.

"Yah you are too rude" he snickers.

I simply roll my eyes, catching myself staring at him.

His blonde dyed hair is messy as always, that white shirt that he didn't fully button up causing it to show off his collarbones. Even though he's the shortest guys in class, he's sadly still taller then me and I hate it with every fiber in my body. Even when it came to height I was cursed- the shortest in the family.

"So is the guy who turned my chair around and making me fall face forward on the dirty floor" I point out- ready to smack some sense into him.

"You know what I have been thinking about," he questions, not responding to me and completely ignoring every word I just said. Jinhwan puts his finger on my lips so I won't make a sassy comeback, such as: 'oh really? you can think?'. "that if we ever got married, you don't even have to change your last name".

How would I ever want to marry him? Was he even serious or was this a new way of teasing me that I didn't understand? His mind sure took him to strange places.

I can't help but burst out in laughter as I try to imagine how that would look like. An marriage between two who could never like each other. We'd probably wake up in the morning and start throwing things and insults at each other and that's how we would end the day as well- seems like a 'healthy' relationship for sure.

They might say that there's a thin line between love and hate, but our line is thick- like a rock.

"Yah don't laugh at me, rude woman" he mutters, making an annoyed sound.

"You are so stupid Kim Jinhwan, turn your face- I don't like what I see" I smirk as I poke the beauty spot near his right eye.

For some reason it was a thing I always did to him, I don't even know why I started doing that in the first place. I must have been doing it for years, well after I finally stood up for myself. It was one of the things that stuck, not like sticking out your leg for him to trip only to end up having him doing some fabulous move instead of falling face forward.