FOUR

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When I back home, my mind couldn't stop thinking about him.

Asher. Asher.

Asher.

Asher have gained my interest ever since when we met at indoor swimming pool, four years ago.
He works very hard to be the captain and,

I loves a hard-working guy.

Back then, I was one of the most popular girl in the school with Victoria and Haeryun.
Just like others cliche popular girls, we have sharp tongue and a bitchy attitude.
Some of the students don't like us, hate us, but do we care?
No.

We have gained quite number of followers rather than haters.
Rich socialites loves the drama queen, especially Asher.

And that's when Victoria challenged me to get a boyfriend within a month.
She wanted a new, innocent guy in the academy, who didn't know anything about us and our dirty secrets.

We have a book that contain a list name of our victims.
Are we bullying?

Not exactly.

At that time, there's about 49 names of our victims in the book.
And for the 50th, Victoria want something new and much fun.

Haeryun smirked at me and nod to a sight of a guy, which I found plain.
I found nothing special about him.
‘Him?’ I asked.

They nodded and I chuckled.
‘I could get him within one week, Vic.’ I boast.

With that, I write his name on the list.
Kim Jongin.

My next victim.

With my perfect smokey make up, I swayed my hips as I go after him.
And poof.

I got him within 5 days.
He asked me to go for a date and asked me to become his girlfriend.
Double points for me.

Haeryun told me to continue my act.
She wanted Jongin to attaches to me so when I broke up with him, he'll broken.

My heart still attracted to Asher though.
Everytime I'm with my boyfriend, my eyes still finds Asher in the crowd.
I'm not into my boyfriend either, I thought.

It was when we are training for a competition together, Asher claimed my lips, my first kiss.
I never let my boyfriend have a physical touch with me, let alone a kiss.

But with Asher, everything is different.

I want him as mine.

We shared more kisses onwards, of course, my boyfriend didn't know.
When truth broke out, my boyfriend was mad.

Of course, I don't blame him.

I thought that I don't loves him.
But why it hurts so much when he left me?

It was then I realise that love doesn't need a physical touch to bloom.
It need a strong mental connection, not just physical attraction.

After the nasty breakup, everything changes.
At least for me.

Asher saw the small changes in me.
I become less sassy, I become quiet.
I didn't want Asher anymore.

Anyway, Asher helped me to distract my messed up mind.
He comforted me.

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