Everytime | Kim Taehyung |

Chapter - four

Looking at her watch, Daehee taps her fingers impatiently against the wooden desk, her legs shakes from the short anxiety she's having right now; looking at the rude boy.

Today marks her fourth week of tutoring Taehyung, the rude boy who sprayed water against her back when she delivers milk to his house.

"Can you stop?" Taehyung grumbles, noticing how annoying Daehee is behaving around him. In secret, Taehyung have small feelings towards her but in denial. He knows himself too well to fall for such a girl. A girl with no manner and a girl who doesn't reach his standard in dressing.

Taehyung scan through what Daehee is wearing and could only sigh. She had put on a white over sized sweat shirt, a black skinny jeans, her Adidas slippers with pink and black dots fingered socks. Her hair tied up into a loss ponytail as she wore her usual big glasses.

That image of her still couldn't leave his mind as he tries to focus on his studies. It's been four weeks since his teacher last assigned Daehee to help him with his school works.

With her around, he finds it odd that he's feeling a little comfortable rather than being on the same table as his family.

"Stop what?" Daehee asked back, looking dumbfounded.

Taehyung could only groan.

"Stop tapping the desk and shaking your legs," He hissed, snapping as he put his pencil down and closed the book. He turns his body and face with Daehee.

Daehee bites her lip, her eyes could only stare back at the rude boy.

"Sorry," she clears her throat and start packing her stuff.

Taehyung is amazed at this kid, as how she could actually tolerate him and able to make him the 3rd position in class within three weeks. Her studies techniques suits best for Taehyung understanding; unlike the private tutors he had.

"It's late, I should get going now. Just don't forget about the formula I teached you about." Daehee murmur as she carries her bag over her shoulder and gets up from the seat.

"Don't nag at me," Taehyung muttered, rolling his eyes as he keep his things away.

He starts to feel flustered the moment Daehee let go of her hair, letting it drop and bounce. He could literally feel his heartbeat picking up with the pulse.

Daehee smile at him gently and takes her exit. The moment she exited the library, her next life is to get busy with working. She rushes over to the convenience store down the street and changed into her uniform and start sorting out the items.

Taheyung, who is curious about Daehee, decided to follow her around that night.

She's probably wasting her time clubbing. Taehyung thought as he followed Daehee from behind. His eyes widen the moment he losses her trace and bite his lip the moment he saw her again; this time in her uniform.

Without knowing, Taehyung finds himself sitting outside the store for hours just to watch Daehee working behind the counter. He doesn't know why he's doing this, neither did he knows that what's coming for him, is hard for him to accept.

He watches how calmly Daehee smiles with the customer and how professionally she handled drunken customers. Even with the rude ones, Taehyung doesn't seems to be surprised.