Hunt

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        The next day at lunch, when I told Jimin about my invite to the party she was so excited. " That's so cool! Can you bring me?" I sighed, "Jimin I'm not going to go," I broke it to her as gently as possible. " Abi, you have to go , there's no question about it, if you get invited to Kang Younghyun's party, you go, that's how it is." I didn't want to admit that I did want to go, why would he invite me? The new student? I was honestly curious as to what it would be like but I couldn't give in. "If I go to the party I'm letting him win," I reasoned with Jimin, " The way he asked, he was trying to make me feel bad so I would go." Jimin stared at me, "I think you're reading too much into this. You know the way I said before that he's not a bad person ? I meant it, trust me , I don't think he said the thing about bringing friends to purposely annoy or belittle you. It's just the way he talks. Besides if you go to the party , have a great time and bring a friend it would show him, if he did mean it that way.. " Jimin was making it too hard for me to say no. I sighed again, " I suppose it mightn't be that bad.. Only if you come with me though? "  Jimin cheered, "of course i will!"
                    Jimin immediately went on to talk about exactly what she would wear and how she would do her makeup and how much fun it would be. I smiled along but couldn't help but lose my train of thought and stop listening. I wondered what his house would be like, what kind of music he'd play, if he'd even talk to me at his party. I glanced over to Younghyun's table where his friends were laughing and teasing each other loudly and was surprised to find he had his eyes fixed firmly on me and a stern expression on his face. Why did he look so serious? I didn't want to look away but I suddenly felt so uncomfortable and awkward. Our eyes locked and he pursed his lips as if trying not to laugh and then broke into a grin. I looked away and spun back to Jimin trying to pretend that didn't happen. What was that? Why was he looking at me? I glanced at my timetable, oh of course I had to have physics next.
           Younghyun was already sitting at our desk when I arrived to the classroom. He was looking down at a notebook, scribbling furiously. I couldn't help but notice the way his hair fell across his face and the slight crease of concentration on his forehead but shook it off as I sat down. "Oh hi, Abi," Even the way he spoke to me annoyed me and I couldn't even place why. I clenched my teeth. " Have you made up your mind about tomorrow night?" He looked at me expectantly. I almost told him I didn't want to go to his stupid party but then I remembered Jimin, she was really looking forward to it. " yep I can come, you said I could bring a friend right?" I was surprised at how much his face lit up as he grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled something down. "This is my address and phone number in case you can't find it." I looked at the piece of paper and almost gasped, his house was a huge mansion that was at the top of my street, I walked past it everyday on the way to school. "Oh , I think I'll be able to find it." Younghyun grinned," It's hard to miss." There it was again, the arrogance, the ego , and the self importance. I left the class slightly annoyed but relieved he hadn't said anything about the incident in the cafeteria.
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Writer note : I actually know where this is going and have a plan now! Also putting in capital i's is such a pain , sorry for any mistakes!