CHAPTER 8

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"I'm dead," Hana muttered as she walk to the detention room. This is her first time receiving detention. But that's not what she concerned about. She hit her head, as she remembered that embarrassing moment with Taehyung.

Without her notice, she already arrived in front of a door with 'DETENTION ROOM' plate on it.

HANA
I knock the door in front of me and few seconds later, revealed a man with a thick mustache. I accidentally snorted looking at the man, meanwhile he was already glaring at me. Guess it's my bad. Haha

"name?"
"Lee Hana,"
"what did you do?"
"texting in the class,"

After he wrote on the paper in his hand, he gestured me to get inside the room.

The room was dimmed and there's only few students in it, sitting on the chair, doing their own stuff.

I dragged myself in the waaaaayyyy back of the class because I don't want socialize with the other students here, and I know they won't to.

Suddenly the flashback in the garden came into my head.

"do you have a girlfriend?" I quickly smacked my mouth, feeling stupid for asking that question. He might think tha-

"why, do you like me?" I saw the smirk on his face that directed to me. Suddenly I felt suffocate. "w-what? E-excuse me? I'm just asking.. And why would I like you? We've just met, remember?" I said, quickly shoving a grape inside my mouth.

"but enough to develop feelings towards me," I chocked my own spit. Did he just- I quickly denied him. "what?" I snorted. "for your information, I'm not the type of girl who's easy to fall, okay? I have a strong heart." I stated proudly, but only to earned by a scoff from Taehyung.

"and for your information too, girls are easy to fall in love with me.. And you," he pointed at me. "you're going to be one of them." he said, smiling.

"I hate you."
"don't worry, the feeling mutual." he said before finishing the last drop of the orange juice.

"are you going to bring like this again tomorrow?"
"of course. Yoojung and I already promised."
"good."
"what good?"
"nothing," he said before leaving me there dumbfounded.

My eyes darted to my lunch box on the ground. It's empty and clean. "sheeshh~ he's not even thanked me." I pack up my lunch box before leave the place. But then, a smile appeared on my face when Taehyung's innocent smile flashed in my brain.

"what did you guys do this time?" the teacher's voice snapped me from the flashback. Rising my head, I saw seven familiar faces standing in front of the room with their usual blur and bored face.

"I have 148 IQ and I don't need to study,"
"I'm handsome and I don't need to study,"
"I'm swag and I don't need to study,"
"I want to dance, not study,"
"..."
"..."
"..."

I snickered with their answers. Well, I'm not really surprised.

Then I heard the teacher sighed. "go take your seat." he said before walking back to the desk in front of the room.

Meanwhile, I'm keeping my head low as I stared down the table's surface. I keep quiet, so they won't notice me. I don't want to see- "Hana?" I spoke too early.

"shit,"
"words, young lady,"
"ugh,"

I'm shocked at myself. Since when I can curse? I chuckled to myself.

It's already passed 30 minutes since I'm in this room and it's really killing me slowly. "I'm going out for a minute. Behave." the teacher said before leaving the room.

I fished my phone inside my pocket and take it out to send message to Yoojung.

I'm in the detention room. Believe it or not. - Hana Buttowski

WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED?? - Yoojungie

The teacher caught me texting in the class. - Hana Buttowski

WTH? HAHAHAHA - Yoojungie

Are u laughing at me? -.- - Hana Buttowski

No. At my fish. - Yoojungie

"what the fish?" I sent the last message before I put back my phone in my pocket.

"where's your other friend?" currently Jimin asked me the question. He was sitting at the table in front of me with Jungkook and Taehyung. Yoongi is on my left, Hoseok is on my right, Namjoon and Seokjin are behind me. Well, technically, I'm surrounded by them.

"she's not feeling well." I answered Jimin. "so, it's just you?" this time is Hoseok. Just, can't he see?? "no. I'm with my demon in my left." the others snickered at him. "who? Yoongi?" all of us facepalmed at his question. He's so....... Innocent?

After the short conversation, the awkward silence is attacked again. Sitting in our place, we didn't do anything.

"Hana?" I turned to Namjoon and seokjin behind me. "yeah?" "you're new, right?" I nodded at him. "where are you from? I mean your previous school.

I froze a moment there. My brain cells suddenly stopped connecting. I can't think of any answers for him, meanwhile the boys are already waiting for my answer. Including that Taehyung.

I felt my heart skipped a beat when I saw his eyes. But then regain myself.

Think, Hana! Think!

"Err... I'm-" "okay guys.. I'm releasing you earlier because I have important matters that I have to handle first." I felt myself releasing a sigh. Feeling relief.

The boys seem to forget their question and walk out from the room after bidding me their goodbyes. Which is I'm so glad. So, I walk out from the room and took a deep breath. Finally...

"where are you going after this?" I jumped at the deep voice. "are you trying to kill me? Because it's working!" I yelled to Taehyung and he just look at me, waiting for my answer.

Sigh. "I'm going to my home. Where else?" I may sound rude, but I'm just too lazy to answer.

I was on my phone, replying to Yoojung, and I noticed that Taehyung is still standing beside me. "I thought your friends already left the school. Why are you still here?" I asked, but my eyes are still on my phone.

Apparently, Yoojung craving for mushroom soup.

"I-I.. I need your help." my fingers stopped typing and shot him an unbelievable look. "you need my help?" I pointed at myself, still not believing what didn't just heard from him.

Then I saw a faint blush on his cheek, and a sly grin appeared on my lips. "are you blushing?" I asked as I poked his arm playfully, many times.

My question seemed to caught him off-guard. I bursted into laugh, not minding the students passing by. Okay, he look so cute when he blushed, but at the same time it's so funny.

Well, apparently the popular and cold boy is blushing just because he asked for help from a girl.

"y-yah, s-stop it. The students are looking." Taehyung stuttered, making me burst into laughter again. But then, slowed down.

"okay, what do you want me to help?" I said, with a teasing smile. He looks pretty irritated by it, and that's good. "stop with that smile, will you?" he grunted before pulling my hands dragging me along with him.

The next thing that I realized......








I was dragged by Kim Taehyung.











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