Sungcheol's POV
Vernon was a total jerk I swore. He was the type to sneak into the girls' change room, but sure hell he was kicked out by some ass bitch. Not all girls were petite and all like there would always be some big-sized anywhere, fat I meant.
And now that boy wouldn't stop talking about how he went searching for Ayeon all along the beach, but still couldn't find her and that he would flirt with some random strangers, admiring their curves like what the fuck dude go get yourself a girlfriend.
Speaking of which, Vernon was right about one thing. There was no Ayeon in sight, neither did Wonwoo. I thought Mingyu would probably hang out with him like every single person in the town knew those two are each other's hoes, but then Mingyu was just playing all by himself in the crystal clear water.
I stretched my arms, head tilted to my left when I saw Ayeon and Wonwoo walking hand in hand towards us. The entire thing was peculiar. Wonwoo held Ayeon's hand, where were they for the good forty-five minutes, what have they been doing?
"Why are you guys holding hands?" I asked and I swore I could see Wonwoo's muttering something under his breath, probably cursing.
"Ew, no we're not."
Ayeon quickly slid her hand away from Wonwoo's grip, taking a step further from the latter. Both of them were up to something, but being me was horrifyingly impressive, I was not going to meddle in their life story whatsoever.
I slid my hands around Ayeon's shoulder, though I knew she wasn't comfortable at all. Yep, I knew it long ago that she didn't like all those skinship, but she still shrugged it off when it came to me. Little did she knew, I had a soft spot for her, same like Vernon but way more nicer.
"Baby I've been searching for you."
"Baby, my ass. What are you? Her daddy? Shit hyung, you're disgusting."
"I could be your daddy tho, baby," I gave her my most cheekiest smile that every girl would melt for and for sure Ayeon would always ignore my pickup lines, dammit.
I glared at Wonwoo and was about to smack down his head, but Ayeon interrupted my moment, "Let's take a walk," leading us somewhere else on the beach, away from that emo boy.
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Ayeon's legs seemed to be wobbling too much, I didn't know walking that much would be tired. No offense, but we just walked for about 500 metres away from Wonwoo. Unless, she had already walked too much with him earlier on.
"Should we take a break?"
"No, I'm fine. Let's just--" I knew from the start that she was about to say that both of us should get going, but I pulled her away from the shore and sat at a random spot.
I looked at her admiringly when she was massaging her sore legs, after walking for who knew how long? She was with Wonwoo all the time duhhh
But hey lemme be serious here. You should take a look at how perfectly she was created. Her auburn ombre hair was cascading down her back, bangs obscured her eyes like a sheepdog, her cherry, sweet lips, she had a shapely figure which men including me of course desired for. That sounded so pervert, but it was true after all, but sadly she wore an oversized shirt.
The thing was, I thought school only allowed black hair?
"Stop staring, Sungcheol. I know I'm pretty," her crescent shaped eyebrows inclined slightly as she caught me staring at her. Now that was pure embarrassing.
"Very," I muttered under my breath, low enough to the point she wouldn't hear.
Just when I was about to say something, a tall ass guy came and pulled Ayeon, making her yelped in pain. She was about to curse at that particular person when she uttered, "Kim Taehyung?"
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