17 Reasons Why

Chapter 3

6:50 AM - Driving with #SEOKGEL (Seokmin's POV)

She was being quiet, which was unusual... especially since she would usually jam to her satanic devil nasty hip hop music.. but she wasn't?? did something happen?? did i do something?? say something?? shittttt i remember being awkward at her home... is that why she's being awkward??

"Hey, are you okay? You're awfully quiet this morning-"

"No no you're right I'm acting weird...sorry. My aunt kept asking too many questions that's all." I could hear her huff under her breath. Something was up but I can't just force it out of her, she'll just get triggered and probably jump out of the car or something.

What to do Seok.. should I give her comfort?? hdehdiehi i dont want to trigger her tho.. fuck women are craZZZyyyy.. if i dont say anything, it's going to be awkward and wth no one wants to be in an awkward atmosphere??? but like girls like men who care right?? but last time she almost threw me off the roof so... BUT MEN WHO HELP OUT R TURN ONs?? DIEHD should i turn on music??? huhfnnnnb what. do. i. do????????--

"SEOK WATCH OUT!". Before I could come back to reality, both our bodies jolt forward to the dashboard and back to our seats because of our safety belt. Shit Seok, you really screwed up this time. Not only are your parents going to kill you, but so are Angel's moms. I look back to see if Angel was okay and luckily she was. I stared at her, especially her eyes, which looked terrified and my heart sank even more. I'm for sure going to die now.

"Seok?? Are you okay?? What happened??". She fixed my hair before staring back at me, holding onto my arm. She looked like she wanted to cry but she wanted to look strong which made my heart sink even more. We both nod at each other, making us get out of the car to look at the damage. But it wasn't the wreck that I regret, it was everything after that.

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7:00 AM - The wreck

The two walked up to the wreck, hoping they could reason with the driver, not realizing who they crashed.

His name was Kim Mingyu, Shin Eri High School's cold-hearted bad boy. He was known for his sharp looks and tough personality. He did well in school since his family was a highly known gangster clan that supposedly ended a feud between the government. But even if they were on the 'good side', they still put fear in many people's lives, except for Angel's.

The boy looked at the two and shook his head. "Why don't you tell your boyfriend to watch where he's going Angel?? It's the first day, do you really want to get on my nerves now??" He examined both cars, realizing that only Seokmin's car was dented.

"Mingyu, cut the bad boy crap already before I expose you to Seokmin about--"

Just before she could finish her sentence, the boy runs up to her, covering her mouth. "What happened to neighbor/neighbor confidentiality, small one??". He smirked, wrapping his arms around Angel so she couldn't escape. "It was one time- look, I'll pay for your dent and shit just... don't ask her about anything alright.. my neighbor and I need to have a little talk so-", he released her but held onto her hand, bringing her into his car, winking at Seokmin before driving off. Instead of driving off to catch her, to pull her back from his grasp, Seokmin stood there, shook.

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7:30 AM - Driving with #MINGEL

"Why didn't you fight back?", he asked suspiciously. They were at a stoplight and the atmosphere was already awkward enough, he had to break the silence. "Won't your boyfriend get jealous or something?".

She looked at him, furrowing her brows. "First of all, he's not my boyfriend. Second of all, you said you wanted to talk, I guess I should have been smarter about your intentions, big one." Angel folded her arms, looking back at the window. "I wasn't going to tell him yknow. He may be my best friend but I wasn't. Maybe NEXT TIME you shouldn't walk into a room of scissors, idiot."

The boy hit the break pedal hard at the yellow light. "WAIT. IT WASN'T MY FAULT I WALKED INTO GAY SEX. MRs. ERICA literally told me she'd get my paycheck from gardening BUT IT TOOK HER THIRTY MINUTES. I'm on a literal schedule sweetheart."

"YOU COULD HAVE KNOCKED-"

"I DID KNOCK. You know, when people fuck, they ACTUALLY lock the doors."

"IT'S THEIR HOUSE-"

"STILL. THAT'S WHY THEY MADE LOCKS. TO NOT DISTURB SEX."

"Jesus Christ, you're actually stupid. KNOCK NEXT TIME PLEASE."

"WHY DO YOU ACT AS IF I WANT TO WALK INTO YOUR HOUSE AGAIN. I'm LITERALLY traumatized... I mean I learned something but--", before he could finish, she whacked the back of his head causing him to accidentally press the horn.

"Bitch, do you actually want to die?" He looked at her with anger in his eyes but all she could do was laugh at the poor guy. "Oh, did you get hurt from the crash?" She pointed at his cheek but obviously he was too busy driving to notice.

"Where? My cheek? Is there blood?"

"Yeah, let me see if it's really bad or something." But instead of a comforting hand, she literally smacks his cheek, causing him to swerve to the left lane, leaving her laughing like a fucking chair.

Instead of being angry, he laughed softly with her, smiling like he never did before. He knew that even though the school was a few blocks away, it'd be a long ride.