"Yo-you what?" I asked him, just to be certain.
He didn't answer, only shot me an expectant look while waiting for my reaction.
So, I didn't hear it wrong?
"I'm sorry," I sighed. "but, you're not my style." I swept my hair to the side, eyeing him seriously.
He burst out in a surprised laugh, either out of offense or he was just plain weird.
"I don't like you. I was just joking."
Well, that was awkward.
I felt embarrassed for coming to that conclusion and looked in the other direction to not show him by blushing face. Using my hands, I tried cooling down my face by fanning the sudden heat away.
"Anyway, it's good that you haven't. I'm too good for you anyway." I said as I was sure my cheeks weren't that red anymore.
He just rolled his eyes and changed the topic.
"So, you're not going with me?" He asked me, slowly becoming impatient.
I looked at my watch, there were still forty-five minutes left.
Did I really want to stay and observe Mr. Kim drooling all over his face in boredom? But the chance of losing all my breaks wasn't an option either.
Should I go or not?
Before I could even reconsider it, my stomach already answered for me. It gurgled so loudly through the classroom that it wouldn't be a surprise if Mr. Kim woke up from it.
He snickered while I scowled at him in return.
"I take that as a yes." He grinned, a cheeky smile was plastered on his face.
Damn you stomach.
"Alright then. But if we get in trouble, you take the blame."
"Sure." He grabbed my hand before I could even rethink my decision and lead me out of the classroom.
As we left the room, I felt myself regret it already.
***
Of course, the next day Mr. Kim welcomed us with an overly friendly smile. He wanted to praise us for staying in the classroom like timid students waiting until their punishment was over. Obviously the sarcasm dripped of his voice. And just as I had predicted, our breaks would be taken away from us. As if it couldn't become worse, we also had to do cleaning duty the whole week.
Why did I go with him? I shouldn't have agreed.
I saw Wonwoo stand up from his seat, catching the attention of all of us.
"But Mr. Kim, we-" He started but was quickly interrupted by Mr. Kim.
"No buts, Mr. Jeon. I will not listen to your excuses and treat you just like how I treat my other students." Mr. Kim responded, not bothering to listen to him.
"Mr-"
"Just a single word more and you both will get one week extra." He warned, instantly shutting Wonwoo up.
Wonwoo then abruptly sat back on his seat, shooting me an apologising look.
Aishh, this guy. I shouldn't have trusted him. Why did this have to happen to me? I knew I shouldn't have taken his offer, yet I still did. If I hadn't been so stupid and tempted by the food he offered me, then this all wouldn't have happened.
I glared at him angrily, not caring about the fact that more wrinkles were going to form because of him. I really started disliking this guy.
***
"It's all your fault." I nagged as I used the mop to clean the toilet room's floor. We were both stuck in the male's toilet room which had an unpleasant smell reeking around.
Annoyed, I roughly pushed the dirty mop in soap water inside the bucket, causing some splatters of water to land on the floor.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid." I cursed at myself too in frustration.
Like this, I kept going on while there was no one to listen to my frustrations.
Wonwoo didn't mind me, he was too focussed on cleaning the room so we could leave this place as soon as possible.
"I honestly hate you." I puffed as there was still no reaction from him.
"It's alright," He sighed. His expression had suddenly turned gloomy. "no one ever likes me anyway." He softly mumbled to himself, loud enough for me to hear.
The way he sounded so dejected, made me feel really bad. What was up with him all of sudden?
"Yah, you don't have to be so depressed so suddenly."
Yet, he just ignored me as he continued moping the floor. The dark aura around him only grew.
I sighed, not wanting to be stuck with someone who was going to bring the mood further down.
"If I take it back, will you cheer up?"
He nodded, slightly.
"Fine, I don't hate you." I announced, instantly seeing his expression clear up. He seemed a little too happy at that, making it all seem suspicious.
It just seemed like an act. As if he was doing this on purpose to make me say those words. Maybe, he was indeed doing that.
"You were just playing with me, weren't you?" I asked him, frustrated.
He just showed me some clueless look in return from which I instantly knew he was lying.
Ugh, I believe people too easily.
Irritated, I stomped off to his direction, not realising that I was walking over the spot where I had spilled some soap water.
Surprised, I slipped over the floor almost landing on the cold hard ground.
At the same time, Wonwoo reached out for me and pulled my body closely against his, preventing the fall from happening.
With our bodies once again pressed against each other, I felt his heart race against mine.
Aishh, it was as if we were in some cheesy cliche K-drama where the female lead always slips and the male lead catches her. I always found those scenes annoying, yet I ended up in the same situation.
"Your face is red." His deep voice said as he stared right through my soul. His dark brown eyes penetrated through mine, making my heart make strange jumps.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. What was happening to me. I wasn't supposed to feel like this.
I roughly pushed him away and rushed out of the room.
Outside, I thought I would calm down, but my heart was still palpitating like crazy. My thoughts were a mess and I couldn't think straight, making everything become only more confusing.
I didn't want to feel this. I hated this feeling and wanted it to stop as soon as possible.
***
Tbh, they do slip a lot...like just too many times, but ohwell..There isn't that much Hoshi in these chapters yet. But ill soon balance it so that sometimes you get more chapters with only hoshi and some with only wonwoo.
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Torn Between The Stars (Seventeen Fanfic)
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