Love Spell▫pjm

11

Naomi Im

I stopped sobbing as I felt something stepping closer to me. He patted my back gently as he wrapped his arms around me. It was warm and cozy, making me feel more calm than before. I lifted my head towards him and my eyes instantly widened.

Taehyung?

"Gwenchanha. Nan yeogiseo." He whispered in my ear. I tried to push him away but he didn't budge, he tighten the hug instead.

I wiped the tears left on my cheek. "Taehyung what are y-"

I froze as I saw a figure, standing at the stairs while his eyes were on us. Jimin.. He stared into my eyes.

"Naomi Im." called Jimin and it made Taehyung flinched and quickly pulled his body away from me. He turned to Jimin with his eyes widened.

Jimin stepped closer towards us, actually me. He slipped his hand to my waist and suddenly carried me on his shoulder. He was like carrying a bundle of sack on his shoulder and the sack was me.

My head was upside down and I squeaked while holding my glasses. "Park Jimin!! Put me down!"

Taehyung just stood there, still staring at Jimin as his face was pale. Jimin covered my skirt which was already seen by them and stepped closer before whispering something to Taehyung.

Taehyung looked down. "Yah! Taehyung help me!" I exclaimed and we left the scene, walking down the stairs into the hallway.

"Yah! Park Jimin put me down, now!!" I yelled and hit his back as hard as I could. He winced before sighing.

"Shut up or I'll drop you at the boys' toilet." said Jimin. My eyes widened (Boys' toilet are the worst. They peed all over the place and the scent is just.. urghh..) and hit his back again. "Urgh, Park Jimin!!"

He kept walking as I hung on his shoulder. Urgh.. thank goodness he covered my skirt. But still, it's rude to carry people around on your shoulder like this.

He suddenly stopped after we went into a dark room and put me down slowly. I quickly jumped down before glancing around. It was the storeroom. I fixed my hair, glasses and my skirt before I groaned.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.
He sighed and sat on the pile of boxes beside the door. He ruffled his perfect hair and face-palmed himself. "I don't know."

We stayed quiet for a few minutes. I sighed and stepped closer to him. My hand slowly went up to his hair and combed it back to the way it was-sort of.

He lifted his head and our eyes met. My head skipped a beat until I cleared my throat, breaking the slience between us. "If you're thinking that I'm still mad at you.. well, I'm not." I said.

"Huh? Oh.. I'm sorry, Naomi." said Jimin. His voice was very soft.

I raised an eyebrow. "What are you sorry for?"

"I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. I'm sorry that I didn't take your side, just now. I was really a-"

"Wait, wait. What are you talking about?" I asked, cutting his apologizing speech off.

He smiled. "I knew that you were jealous back there."

My face started heating up. "W-what?! W-who sa- Who told yo-" I groaned and face-palmed myself.

He chuckled. "It's not what you're thinking. I don't like you. I don't have any feelings for you, I swear." I exclaimed and it made him chuckled harder.

"Naomi-ssi, I didn't say anything about having feelings to each other." said JiMin while still chuckling.

What? My face flushed and I hit my head purposely several times. Aishh.. pabo. I'm so dumbfounded. I glared him while bitting my bottom lip.

"You're into me don't you? You like me, is that it?" asked Jimin as he finally stopped chuckling and stood up. Stepping closer towards me slowly.

I scoffed. "Aish.. jinjja. You think that you're that handsome and attractive, that I'm into you? Sorry, but I have told you before. You're not my type." I teased him.

He smirked and suddenly slammed me against the wall, making my body pinned. I yelled in pain as my head hit the hard wall. He grinned and leaned his head closer to my face. I froze and looked down as our eyes met. He already put his hand against the wall, beside my shoulder.

"Tell me.. how actually is your type, hm?" He asked and his eyes were directly looking into my eyes. His height was actually the same as mine but he is a little bit taller.

I gulped down my saliva harshly as my legs started to shiver and my heart beated faster. "Uh.. geugeon..uh.." I mumbled and it made him chuckled softly.

"Why are you stuttering?" He asked and leaned closer and whispered something in my ear, "Are you nervous?"

Suddenly, my phone rang. I took the chance to push his body away from me as hard as I could and panted. He stepped back and sighed. Huh.. He was really suffocating me. He stared at me with a smirk on his face and winked. My stomach suddenly felt butterflies. Urgh, the hell in wrong with me?

(A/N : He's so hot when he winks ;) Don't you think? )

I slid out my phone and it was an Unknown number. I swiped the answer icon and put it on my right ear, under my hair.

"Yeobuseyo?"

"H-hey, Naomi! This is Hyuk!" yelled Hyuk on the other side.

"Hm? Hyuk? What's up? Where di-"

"That's not important right now. Y-you have to come here. The school's yard! Jigeum!" said Hyuk, cut me off.

"Hyuk?? Han Sung Hyuk? Why did he call you?" asked Jimin and I instantly shushed him.

"Wae? Did something happened?!"

"Y-your sister, she--"

Park Jimin

She gasped and froze before she hung up the call. Her phone slipped and dropped to the floor. I stared at her with my raised eyebrow. "Naomi? What's going on?" I asked.

Tears started to form in her eyes as she covered her mouth, trying not to make her sobbing heard. I quickly held her and shook her shoulder twice while calling her name. She stood stiff, froze.

"Naomi, tell me what's going on. Please. I'm worried about you, please let me know." I asked her softly and wiped the tears on her red-ish cheek.

She started to sob. "Ky-Kyoka..s-he s-summon-ed in-into a drag-gon.."

My eyes instantly widened. M-mwo?
"What?! Eodi? Jigeum?!" I attacked her with questions. She nodded slowly.

I ran my fingers through my hair before I sighed and stared at her, froze and blanked. I smiled as I wiped the tears left on her cheeks. "So, what's your plan?"

She lifted her head to me and shook her head. "I don't know."

"Don't you want to save the school from a fire-breathing dragon and stop your sister as well?" I asked her.

I can't believe that her sister changed into a dragon. I'm excited to meet the dragon-Kyoka-but scared as hell at the same time. What would a dragon look like?

She sunk in her own world and suddenly stood up, grabbing my hand as she slip her wand out of her sleeve. (I don't even know how she did that, but it's obviously magic.)

She casted the door to open before she cleared her throat and pulled me out of the room.

"Ppali. Before its too late." said Naomi.

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A/N : See you in the next chapter. Yeobongzzz ^^