virgin || k.y.g (#wattys2017)

eleven

i woke up the next morning in a surprisingly good mood even though all my friends decided to do was talk about yugyeom.

but i also told myself that i was going to be nicer to him today.

as i walked in the school in a pastel pink crop top and high waisted blue jeans, i could feel myself getting anxious.

from all the pervs staring at me and the little bit of stomach i was showing to preparing for third period, i felt like screaming.

"lyric! you look incredible today." kunpimook walked up to me, slinging his arm around my waist.

i instantly slapped his hand down, cringing at the thought of him touching me.

"baby, you're so harsh." kunpimook whined like a child.

"shut up, and never call me baby again."

he scoffed. "you're right. you're more of a princess, aren't you?"

right when i was about to curse him out, yugyeom came to my rescue.

"hey, kunpimook. hi, lyric." he smiled shyly at me.

"ah, yugyeom. how's my boy doing?" kunpimook turned all his attention to yugyeom, giving me the opportunity to escape and hurry to first period.

i was extremely thankful, and it was helping that voice in my head telling me he was a nice guy.

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