Chapter 13

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"I'm Charlenne Chen, his fiancé." The girl who just called herself 'Charlenne' said.

(A/N: I'd like to apologize to Nana for using her as Charlenne Chen ( > <') *bows several times*)

"Hm... this school seems smaller than my previous school. But oh well, as long as I'm with my oppa." Charlenne said with a cheerful smile.

Kring!

The school bell rang, which alarmed all the students that class is about to start.

As they all got in class, when the new girl, or Taehyung's fiancé finished introducing herself in front of the class, all students started liking her at first glance especially that she has this elegant-like aura around her.

'I must admit, she's pretty. She has a clean smooth white skin complexion, black neat and long straight hair, has hazel brown eyes, and has a slim figure.' ____ thought and sighed.

"Anything wrong, ____?" Jungkook asked.

"Nah, I'm just bored." ____ said, which is half of the truth and half of a lie.

Sooner or later, after a couple of classes, Lunch has arrived.

"That new girl is beautiful, like a model." Aylee said as she and ____ walked in the cafeteria. As they walked in, they saw Charlenne surrounded with girls telling a bunch of compliments.

"Yeah, sure." ____ said in an uninterested tone.

"You're so a perfect match with Taehyung~" Some of the girls said to Charlenne.

"Well. It's destiny..." Charlenne replied with her charming smile.

Destiny my ass...

"Looks like someone is being jelly." Aylee whispered at ____, teasing her.

"No, I'm not. I'm just tired, that's all." ____ protested.

-Dismissal-

"____, could you do me a favor?" My Music teacher, Mrs. Ryu, asked.

"Yes, ma'am. What is it?" ____ replied.

"Could you bring these Music sheets to my classroom. You know the way to my classroom, right?" She requested.

"Ah, yes. Of course." ____ said as she began to carry a stack of papers which height is the same as a 100ml graduated cylinder.

____ then went out of the faculty room to deliver the sheets in Mrs. Ryu's classroom.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was getting his stuff and went out of the classroom. As he went out of the classroom, he noticed ____.

"____, that's too heavy for you. Let me help." Taehyung suddenly saw her and helped her.

"It's all good. I can manage it." She said.

"Your voice and your sweat all over your head doesn't prove it. But if you say so, let me take the half of it." He said as he took half of the papers from her, and by half, he took the most of it.

"Is this really what you call half?" She said.

"Well, I can't let a girl like you to do difficult stuff like this alone." He replied.

Since when did you ever do that? (- . -)

"Oh, this is Mrs. Ryu's, right?" He said as she nodded in response.

"Thank you, Taehyung." She said as they both placed the stack of papers on top of Mrs. Ryu's table.

"Anything for my princess." He said with a smile.

"Aren't you suppose to go with your fiancé though?" She questioned.

"Well, she said she's going to do something important so yeah." He explained.

"Oh, I see. Anyways, thanks again and bye." ____ smiled as she left the classroom, took her bag and left the school building.

"So, you're Taehyung's friend, right?" ____ suddenly looked to see Charlenne calling behind her.

"Um, yes." ____ replied.

"I see. Then let me tell you straight. Stay away from Taehyung, okay?" Charlenne said as she pointed at ____ while her other hand is placed on her waist. She then turned around and she stopped for a moment.

"And it's not a question. It's a demand." Charlenne then continued walking all the way to her black BMW car.

Reader's P.O.V.

What's her problem? IT'S NOT LIKE I'M FLIRTING WITH HER OH SO CALLED FIANCÉ! Just suck that fiancé of yours in your lungs, you Charlame shi-

Okay. I went too overboard...

"Ugh..." I'm so really irritated at her and I thought she wouldn't mind my own business.

But somehow, something doesn't feel right...

After that, I just quickly went home.

-End of P.O.V.-

Next day, it's just like always, attending boring lectures, and after a long tiring day of school hours, it's dismissal time.

"Let's go, ____!" Aylee said with a smile.

"You go ahead. I still need to finish my tasks. Plus, you're going to visit your grandparents." ____ said.

"But will your task take long?" Aylee whined.

"Yeah. You also have 10 minutes to prepare yourself as well." ____ added. Well, she knew because Aylee told her about it.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me sooner? Agh! My parents are gonna whoop my ass if I'm late!" And with that, Aylee started sprinting fast all the way to her house.

That silly girl...

"Hey, you." A girl with her friends suddenly called ____.

"Hm?" ____ turned around and waited of what they're going to say.

"Could you help us find Charlenne's bracelet? She said that she can't find it and we tried our best to find almost everywhere in school except for the swimming pool, but there's still no sign of it. We also have no time to search since we have busy plans today. Well, you're free, right?" The girl questioned, but with a tone of telling her to accept it forcefully.

Oh, Charlenne's friends...

"But I still have a lot of things to d-"

"Charlenne is waiting at the gate and that bracelet is precious and expensive. Aren't you a helpful person?" The girl said.

Ugh...

"I will, but only for a minute. Since I'm not responsible for losing the bracelet." And with that, ____ proceeded her way to the Natatorium.

(A/N: If you guys don't know what a Natatorium is, it's a building where there's a swimming pool inside :3)

As she entered the Natatorium, she went and checked from every place and corner yet there's still no sign of the bracelet. She then went infront of the swimming pool to find if the bracelet fell in the pool.

"Is there really a bracelet here..."

The next thing she knew...

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*whistles* Next chapter this Monday/Tuesday...
*continues whistling even though authornim doesn't know how to whistle*
Well, I tried...
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Sorry for any errors though ^^')

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