「18+」mr.piano :: myg

chapter 4 - detention

*RING RING*

it were history class, class ended. i pack my stuff up and make my way to the maths room for my detention. lovely..

i look inside and see a couple others who have detention.

i wince, a part of me dying inside.

i walk in and faced mrs kim with a brave face, which instantly falls when i see hers.

"im here for my detention, mrs kim," i nervously speak, chewing on my lip.

"good. sit down."

i hurry to my usual seat which is by the window, the back row of the class.

i notice a guy sleeping on his desk. fucking hell, you're here to be taught a lesson, not to sleep.

but my head does a double take, soon realising that it's yoongi.

I try to ignore him and look away. but he turns his head around with his head still of his desk. and just... stares at me. boy, if you do not turn your head away-

i simply reply back with a glance, our eyes locking. fuck, my heart just jumped. nope, not today, satan!

I break away, feeling timid and awkward. fuck, i feel like a loser.

"alright then," mrs kim clears her throat, slamming her hand on the table to catch our attention. thank you for hurting my ears, bitch.

"i will be back in an hour or so to remind some of you students when your detention finishes and when you can leave. i trust you guys to be silent while i am gone," she announces as she glares and eyes a few students just to make sure everyone is listening. we get it, leave now.

mrs kim walks out of the classroom and shuts the door, locking it to make sure no one could leave. didn't she just say she trusts us-

everyone were quiet, no one talked but sat in their seat. good, as it should be. but honestly, it was waaaay too quiet, i practically could hear a pin drop with this level of silence.

i got bored and took out my phone, along with my earphones. i put the ear plugs into my ears and laid back, relaxing.

an hour later.

mrs kim unlocks the door and walks into the classroom. she points to a couple of students who had only an hour detention and told them they can go. she then left the room, locking the door again.

it were just me and yoongi. cool, kill me.

gosh, the silence and awkwardness. i feel like i'm being choked.

yoongi suddenly gets up from his chair and walks towards me. he sat next to me. loser, get away.

i take out my ear plugs, swinging my head towards him.

"why are you in detention? and how come you haven't left? your detention's an hour, right?" yoongi shoots a few questions, bewildered because he clearly know's i'm the teacher's pet.

"i were late to class," i plainly reasoned.

"you'd only get an hour detention... there's more to it as well, right?" he scoffs and i feel a wave of embarrassment go over me. shit, i want to die.

"i didn't hand in my maths homework. i did do it though, i just left it at home." i shrug.

"ah, what did i expect? nothing rebellious at all," yoongi smirks.

then proceeding to whisper the name, "teacher's pet." i will fucking ring his neck. but i'm a teacher's pet, so i'll stay put for now.

i roll my eyes.

"fine, think whatever you want!" i retort.

i put my ear plugs back into my ears and ignore him.

"what are you listening to?"

"none of your fucking business," i laugh.

"cool. by who?" he laughs back. i look at him, shocked at how stupid he is.

"um, never mind," i mumble.

"let me listen to it," he says.

"no way-"

i were cut off and distracted when he starts to pout like a five year old. he folds his arms on his stomach with a big grump and gave out a loud sigh. okay, i'm done.

i never really expected this kind of behaviour from someone who wears a black leather jacket and is always in detention. what a whack world we live in, huh?

i hand him my left earplug and he puts it in his ear. goodness, i'm such a nice person! he lays back and closes his eyes. motherfucker fell asleep.

our heads were really close because of the earphones. i were blushing crimson. i stay red for a while, as if my cheeks were stained with red paint.

i take my right earplug out and put it into his other ear to avoid any eye contact with him. yes, i admit, i'm a pussy.

he were really quiet. he wasn't even snoring... i nearly had the idea that he was dead. wouldn't be too bad though.

i stare at him. he looks like he has so much peace. i continue staring at him, not realising what i were doing.

"done staring?" yoongi out of nowhere speaks, flashing a funny smile.

his low, raspy voice makes me jump. i feel as if my heart was lodged into my throat.

"huh? pfft, why would i be staring at someone as ugly as you?" I defend coldly, trying to shake off that startling.

"admit it already!"

"admit what?"

"you like me. you have a crush on me~" he sang playfully as he lightly pushed my shoulder with his index finger. and again, i don't expect this from a bad boy.

"w-what? i so do not have a c-crush on an idiot and thug like you!" i stutter, trying to deny it. i am not coming through with that.

"whatever. your denial only makes it more true," he says with a smile dancing on his lips.

i bitterly laugh and retrieve my right earplug back and knelt my head down onto my desk.

i closed my eyes as i yawn and covered my mouth using my palm.
i drift off to sleep, but were woken up when I heard the door handle to the classroom shake violently. fucking hell, calm down, lady!

"yoongi, ara, you may leave detention. ara, i expect to never see you again like this after school hours," mrs kim states, shortly leaving after.

i get up and collect my left earplug from yoongi and leave the classroom as well.

suddenly, I feel a soft hand grab my wrist and drag me down the stairs to the first floor.

narrators note: thank you for reading! if you notice a mistake with my grammar or a glitch in the plot, please tell me. don't be a silent reader! have a good day, my luvli 💞