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

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I flinched out of my thoughts hearing the ear piercing bell sound the quiet classroom. The silence soon was replaced by the flatters of chairs and chatters of students.

"That was a boring class wasn't it?" Mark asked, hovering his hand over mine. "Yea" I rolled out my word, a little uncomfortable of where his hand was going to be placed. I quickly removed my hand from its original place, grabbing my bag with it. "Let's go, Lina must be waiting" I stood up, walking towards the door.

"Wait for me Y/N!"

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|| at the lockers ||

I removed my big bag from the ground, slinging it over shoulders.

"Y/N"

"What?" I asked, slight annoyed of how often he appeared in front of me. "We are having are date at the movies" he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Ok, what else?" I asked, waiting for more information. "I'll be picking you up at 9:30 am" he continued.

"What? That early?!" I whined, pouting. "You couldn't pick a later time?" I complained. "I want to sleep in" I nagged. "No complaining" he playfully hit my shoulder.

I laughed, a honest smile emitting from my normal frown.

I quickly hid my smile under my hand, hiding my blush along with it.  Why are we acting so friendly?

"Sorry did I make you uncomfortable?" He asked. "Kind of, we haven't really been this close since freshman year" I mumbled quietly, feeling the familiar feeling over anger.

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|| next day ||

I quietly sang along with my music, resting my eyes.

"Y/N"

I pulled the headphone out, letting them dangling from my phone. "Your finally here asshole" I giggled, hopping in his white jeep. "Sorry it took a long time to get ready" he smirks cheekily. "I can see" I tease him, in a cheery mood today.

"Why song was that by the way" he nudged by arm. "I made it myself, it's called spring day" I said proudly. "It's nice" he smiled softly, his gaze softening. "What's it about" he asked again, getting onto the rode. "Missing someone" I answered, a litter more serious.

"Who is it about?"

His hand sliding against the leather wheel. "It's a secret" I put a finger up to my mouth, sticking my tongue out.

His breath hitched as he saw my expression, I pouted crossing my arms hearing his affective laugh. "I was trying to be sexy!" I whined.

"I try harder" he teased, biting his lip then running his tongue of his lips. His hand slicking back his messy hair.

"You jerk" I huffed, slumping into my seat.

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||time skip||

"Why do you hate me?" He suddenly asked. "I don't hate you, I dislike you" I said, gritting my teeth. "And why is that?" He leaned over to me. "I hate playboys and love the boys I used to know in freshman year" I shrugged.

'You left me waiting for another girl'

"You know im serious right?" He asked. "Right" my word full of sarcasm, knowing he probably said it to all the girls in our school. A heavy sigh left his lips "I really am" he ruffled my hair, putting his hand back onto the wheel.

I touched my head with my hands, my heart pounding against my chest and a funny feeling in my stomach. I looked back at Yoongi's midnight hair, and pale skin.

A little smile plastered on my face.

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You wonder why I dislike you so much Min Yoongi, it's because you broke something of mine I gave to you.

But do I really hate you?

Why am I so happy around you?

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Edited by jungfuqq