"can you play the piano?"
choi youngjin is a normal highschool student, you can say, until she met the boys. youngjin was caught dozing off in one of her classes which resulted for her to clean the music room as a punishment for a whole week.
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2:58 p.m
"choi youngjin..?" he scoffed. ms. park made a small laugh and smiled. "you two have similar names. i thought it was kinda funny how you two are not friends." she said.
i looked at him and he did the same. "well, now you two know each other's names, maybe you can start getting along." she said. "huh?" i asked. "i'm going now, i'll leave the keys to you, youngjae." she said and gave him the keys to the room.
she left the room and i sighed deeply. i turned around and saw youngjae walking towards the piano. god, this is so awkward.
i coughed a little and looked at him. "uh, do you know where the broom is..?" i asked. he looked at me coldly. then ignored me. "y-yah!" i shouted at him.
"can you just tell me where the broom is?!" i shouted. "you're so annoying." he said. "mwo?!" i shouted and he smirked. "the broom is by ms. park's desk." he said.
tsk, i'm going to hit him with that broom stick. if only he knows i'm already cursing him inside my head.
i took the broom and started sweeping here and there. after some time, he started playing the piano again, like he was making a tune for a song. i looked at him as he played. he was humming with the tune.
"if only you were as sweet as your voice, maybe i'd like you to be my friend." i whispered under my breath.
i shook my head and continued to clean. "after you're done, go clean up the tables, okay?" youngjae said. "yeah, whatever." i said, not making any eye contact with him.
some time passed and i finished sweeping most of the floor. i also arranged some of the chairs while doing so. "finally, i'm done!" i shouted. i looked over to youngjae and saw him asleep by the piano. "are you kiddin- aish, this guy." i muttered.
"yah, choi youngjae!" i called.
no budge. is he dead? nah, probably not. i rolled my eyes and sighed. i walked up to the piano and saw his sleeping face. "you're cute, too bad your attitude isn't." i whispered.
i poked his shoulder slowly, hoping he won't kill me when he wakes up, haha.. "um, youngjae.. wake up.." i called and his eyes slowly opened. "a-are you awake?" i asked.
he looked up at me. "no." he said and faced the other side. "aish, you're so rude." i said. "thanks." he answered back. "i don't get you. i'm being friendly, and you're still being rude." i said.
he sighed and stood up. he grabbed his backpack that was sitting beside his chair and slinged it against his shoulder. "i'm leaving." he said and made his way to the door. "wait! ms. park told me you'll help me!" i shouted. he stopped and turned around.
"i'm not in a good mood today, okay? let's do it tomorrow." he said. "i'll stay in for two hours, if it helps." he added and left the room.
i'm- ahh.. i hate this. so i'm the one who's suppose to adjust with his schedule?
i hate him. i officially hate him.
- a/n: happy 3 years to our boys! wahhh~ time flies by so fast. igot7 and got7, together forever!!
