detention || knj ✓

eleven

on the next day, namjoon couldn't believe himself. he really wait for her at the bus stop.

should i run away?

well i can't. she know how to find my mom and my mom will probably trusted her more than me.

how did i end up in this mess again?

he exhale a deep sigh. eyes looking at the certain bus getting near. now, all he have to do is to find a strawberry blonde head to come out. (since art students got this privilege to dye their hair.)

"heyyy! you wait for me," she said from inside the bus, waiting to get out. suddenly the bus driver laugh at her. "so this is the reason you like going to school these days?"

hani quickly turn around and put her finger on the lips. "shh this is a secret! he can't know it yet."

"okay. our secret," the driver smiled as hani hopped out and get namjoon. he shakes his head in a pleased manner. "young love. how nice it is," and he drives away.

before hani could say anything to him, namjoon quickly says, "now that i wait for you, you can't force me to go anywhere─ we are going straight to school. i can't be late anymore or the discipline teacher will call my parents. i got many warnings since you disturbed my life." he clearly stating that he don't like it.

"so being late to school is an unforgivable sin now?" hani roll her eyes and grabs his hand. "why so tense, nerd? its still early. let's go to school."

namjoon say nothing but he follow that girl anyway. (being dragged, actually.) to be honest, somehow this reminds him of how jina once approached him before. well the only difference is hani do it publicly, in front of everyone. while jina─ she always hid behind the 'i don't want people know about us yet,' excuses. she just want to take him for granted.

"hani," namjoon called. hani quickly turn around and look at him. "what?"

"do you like─ uhm nothing, don't mind me." he quickly change the topic. what am i thinking? why would she like me? is she out of her mind?

"you just make me curious even more. tell me what is it." hani said while tugging on his sleeve. namjoon just shrug it off and being quiet all the way to the first years class.

"you will join me during break right?" hani asked when they're in front of namjoon's class. it supposed to be 'namjoon send her to her class first' but hani ain't no disney princess or the girl in kdrama (she's a fanfiction girl lmao) so she decided to send him to the class safely.

"i can't. i have something to do during the break."

"what is it? why is it important than a meal? aren't you hungry, nerd? what are you? do you eat books or what?" hani asked. "you need to take care of yourself! do you know that empty stomach is horrifying? this is no joke. humans actually can't survive without foods. and water. i can't study that well but at least i know─"

she stops when namjoon covered her mouth. or actually her whole face with his whole palm. "stop talking. people are looking at us."

"why my world suddenly become so dark?" hani took his hand off her face.

damn it he's so unromantic. at least he should shut me up by putting a finger on lips or kiss me or anything. but a whole hand on my face??? is my head is bowling ball now

"its just a business that you don't have to know."

"fine. but if i call you, you have to come right away to me. okay?"

"uh that's a little─"

"forget it. you don't have any choices. just come to me right away or i will..." she lean in towards his face but suddenly her head was smacked. "ahh shit! who did that─ oH MY GOD SIR, GOOD MORNING." she quickly bowed when mr sunwoo come to her view with his usual cane.