The song above is a mixtape by Joohoney, and it's to remind you that he isn't sweet to everyone. He can hate a person to death, but when he loves someone, he REALLY loves that person.
I was sitting outside, at the same beach outside Jooheon's neighborhood. I kept looking in the direction of his driveway in case he would suddenly just walk out in the dark, needing some time alone. Then he'd see me, and... and...
And Jooheon hated me. I hoped he would maybe forgive me for sneaking into his house when he was being so nice to me, but I decided it was highly unlikely.
I got to my feet and pondered whether to walk up the rocky and dark driveway to the beautifully lit luxury house, the swimming pool in the backyard illuminated and envied.
I saw a black car driving along the road, then it stopped at an area near to me.
A familiar head popped out from the front seat window, and I instantly recognized it as Wonho.
"Hey, Summer, right?" he asked, his head out to yell to me.
I turned to look behind me to see who he was talking to, and then he laughed.
"I'm talking to you, babe."
I looked back at him, my face flaming.
Wonho, a body builder in high school, was here to see me in my huge oversized sweater, my hair a mess because of the wind. And he looked extremely attractive, showing off his trained biceps through a muscle-tee.
Then someone came out of the driver's side door, and I saw a familiar face, too. Shownu waved one hand at me.
"We were going to Jooheon's house. We saw you, and figured that maybe you would feel good coming, too," he paused. "We know what happened. Minhyuk told us. But don't worry, if you aren't okay with that, we'll leave you alone."
"No promises!" Wonho added. Shownu rolled his eyes before looking at me expectantly.
"So? Do you want to come?"
I thought about it for a second.
"Oh come on, Summer. It'll be fun. He wants to see you. He won't hurt you anymore, don't fret," Wonho said.
"He means it's your choice. I know you might not trust us as much as you do Minhyuk, but we want to be friends with you. And Minhyuk's there, too," Shown said.
I contemplated. I really wanted to see Jooheon, but at the same time, I didn't.
"I-I'll go..." I murmured. "If Jooheon doesn't mind."
"Awesome," Wonho cheered. "Changkyun's in the backseat, you can join him. We'll be there in less than five minutes."
I slowly made my way to the backseat, which Changkyun's had opened the door to for me. He offered me a cute little smile, and scooted over so there was more space for me to sit. "Hi. I'm I.M."
"I'm Summer," I replied, smiling back. He leant back, mocking surprise.
"Wait, why would Jooheon want to pick on her? What's there to pick her on?"
"Shut up, and stop flirting, Changkyun," Wonho said. "She's Jooheon's."
I stayed quiet, and didn't realize I was smiling until Shown looked in the rearview mirror and said, "she doesn't seem too upset being shipped with him."
"Wait, do we need to introduce ourselves?" Wonho asked. "I'm Shin Hoseok, but everyone calls me Wonho."
"I'm Son Hyunwoo, and everyone calls me Shownu. That's Changkyun or I.M, he isn't picky."
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Fiksi PenggemarLee Jooheon is the unexpected bad boy of the neighborhood. Korean dimpled high school Junior, he's certainly more cute than hot. Summer Hall is his main victim of picking on. You can count on Jooheon to make Summer cry. But she's a dancer, a...