Tony Montana :; y o o n m i n

twenty eight.

chapter twenty eight.
conferred.

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JIMMY.

|7:02 PM|
|montana residence|

we arrived late--- later than we expected.

mrs. montana scolded hans, the private investigator for being late. she never knew tony was waiting outside of their huge house, preparing a wonderful dramatic entrance on the household.

"i cant even imagine her facial reaction once she sees me." tony breathed out nervously, fumbling with his big rings.

hearing tony's sentence, the boys surrounded tony with their hands on their pockets.

joon approached before playing with tony's hair making it tousled. "chill man. just make sure that the entrance's going to be dramatic and everything will turn out just fine. " he smiled.

"yung pa badass badass lang. just like in the movies. gawin mong harsh para cool. " jin spoke making hand gestures.

watching them giving dramatic entrance advices on tony makes my lips curl up instinctively. i was living for this moment. i waited that the boys would get along with tony. specifically, jk.

hobie mentioned jk's hella mad at tony. jk thought tony stole me from him. jk and i been close friends since first year high school. but tony entered my life since i was an elementary limpy school kid.

i was a total nerd in elementary. many students bullied me for having four eyes. but who gives a fuck then. nobody dared to stop those bully kids except my co-nerd in the different class. tony.

tony was also a nerd in the different class he's doing excellent in every subjects. he's a genius for short.

he wasn't close to anyone tho. he just seemed so--- unfriendly.

never thought he would beat those guys just to keep me safe and okay. well that sounded kinda gay but it's true.

he even asked me if i was okay right after he punched those bullies away. it was the first time i was being saved by thise bullies. so i was lost at words back then.

i kept silent before he asked if im mute and deaf which i found very rude. so he's unfriendly after all.

he gave me a weird yet attracting grin before walking away with his right hand on his pocket, leaving me alone in the hallway shocked.

it was my very first encounter with him. i never had a chance to thank him back then.

the mere fact that i kept thinking about him every night before i sleep. something like;

how should i thank him?

he seems so unfriendly

he looks cute

can i be friends with him?

many thoughts came to my mind ever since that event happened. i cant stop thinking about him every night.

surprisingly, we entered the same school. the daesan performing arts highschool.