GOT7 Mark OneShots

Cold Guy, Warm Heart

THIS IS INSPIRED BY GOT7'S SHORT "SANCTUARY". IF YOU GUYS THINK I SHOULD CREATE A BOOK AS A CONTINUATION, TELL ME.

     My name is Kyuri Park. I moved into Seoul to join the most elite, prestigious art school: JYP High school. I have to be completely honest with you. I heard that although this school is amazing and just full of opportunity, it's like any other high school. There's the jocks and cheerleaders, and then there's the untouchables. Right now I'm surrounded by a group of girls. "Twice" is what they call themselves. They could say that they were the prettiest girls in school. But then again, this high school has produced and manufactured the prettiest models in Korea. They would never to be able to live up to Suzy or Hyuna. Even though they may be pretty, don't let their looks fool you at all. They can be extremely manipulative and threatening. Momo, one time, sabotaged a girl to have a sprained ankle so that she could win a dancing competition.

     Anyways back to the situation, I was on my way home when Dahyun pushed me from behind. Caught off guard, I fell and scraped my knee.

     "Wow Kyuri, you didn't even have to say shit. If you didn't, I wouldn't have to be doing this too you," Mina sneered before kicking my side. I groaned. So you must be wondering. How did I even get myself in this type of situation? Well.. it's complicated- Well, not really. She's kind of right. But I like talking. Let's me just tell you...

     "Who can tell me why NaCl are put together to create a compound?" Mr. Shin asked the class. Immediately, Mina's hand shot up, eager to answer. "I know this! It's because the number of neutrons and protons are the same to each others elements."

     I shook my head and interrupted her, "Well actually that's not it. It's because the oxidation number or ion number are complete opposites. Metals will usually have a positive oxidation number while nonmetals have a negative oxidation number. In order to have a metal-nonmetal compound, the ion oxidation number has to cancel each other out. Therefore, the reason why Na is always paired with Cl is that the cancel each other out to make a compound, in this case, table salt." (I get that this might be one hundred percent correct, but I think y'all can understand what I'm saying. Unless you skipped the whole explanation. I don't blame you though. Chemistry can be boring). Mr. Shin nodded in approval, "That's correct Kyuri. Mina, you could learn a few things from Kyuri." I smiled to myself, feeling quite flattered from the recognition, but as soon as my eyes met Mina's, her glare bore into me, as if trying to intimidate me. I rolled my eyes at her, and she gave me a look of disgust before turning away. I heard a light chuckle. I turned around and locked eyes with the school's sweetheart. I shivered as I looked at those cold, dead eyes that could seduce every girl out of their panties. He was mysterious. I didn't know that much about him, but some people told me to stay away from him. He seems dangerous anyways.  I quickly turned my attention back to front, but as the lesson went on, I still felt the cold eyes stare at me.

     "You really are out to make me look stupid, huh?" Mina yelled as she crouched out to pull at my hair. I bit my lip, preventing a shriek. She raised her hand and next thing you know, I flinched greatly and felt the pain from the delivered slap spread slowly around my cheek.

      The momentary shriek of ear splitting pain could have brought me to tears. Mina, then, pushed me down back onto the ground. Then, I heard the girls walk away. When I thought it was safe, I sat up and sighed to myself. I stood back up and brushed off the dust on my uniform and cursed softly to see my knee bleeding. Then, someone walked up to me and handed me a plaster. I looked up and although the blinding sun was baring down on me, I forced myself to look at the face and stare at the same cold eyes from Chemistry class. I kept my head down and let out a chuckle, "I'm not as weak as you think. I don't need you to take care of me. I don't need your sympathy either. Goodbye Mark Tuan." I walked right past him, brushing against him. I kept my head down until I was well on my way home.