Playboy or Not? |m.yg [under editing]

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I closed my eyes, squeezing my hand then releasing it. I jolt my hand up annoyed with a certain  someone burning wholes into my body with their gaze.

"May I go to the bathroom?"

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I stretched my body, not in any hurry to get back into class. "Hey Y/N"

I skirted my feet to the side, my body jolting from the sudden noise. I straightened my composure in front of the person, catching my breath.

"Why the hell are you here" I rolled my eyes, placing my hand on my hips. "I just want to talk to you" he sucked in his breath, his glare landing on me. "One date" he said quickly, giving me no chance to respond.

"One date?" I repeated, waiting for a continuation. "I mean, let's go on dates for one week. If you still want me to go away, I won't bother your anymore" he took a sharp intake of breath, finishing his sentence. "Fine, but only a week and you leave me alone" I sighed, swiping my hair that fallen onto my face.

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'Dates for one week'

'Dates for one week'

I knew it

I'm still not over him

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Edited by jungfuqq