Love Game

Chapter Two - Chocolate!

I inwardly groaned as yet another crumbled up paper landed on my desk. What was that, the seventeenth?

I lost count.

Turning my attention towards the lesson, I ignored all of the nagging I was getting from Kim Taehyung, my... boyfriend.

That word alone made me cringe. Even if we weren't REALLY dating. Just trying to break each other's hearts.

The clock taunted me, seemingly getting slower each time the second hand moved. I knew that the six minutes till class ended would feel like so much longer, especially with the idiot behind me.

This is it. I'm going to die.

Yet another crushed paper landed on my desk. Why was he wasting such precious paper?!

Inwardly groaning for the umpteenth time, I uncrumpled it only to find, drawn in black pen, a giant '🖤

Why must you waste my time, and precious ink, Kim Taehyung?

I sighed as I crunched the paper, trying not to make too much noise as Mr Lee had really good hearing, everyone found that out the hard way on the first day we had him.

Putting the paper in my pocket, or, pieces of crushed paper I had crushed aggressively, I managed to avoid attracting Mr Lee.

Unfortunately, I got the attention of a few students in the class, one of them being Park Jimin, Taehyung's friend.

He had a smirk on his face as if he was taunting me. His smirked irked me, why was he so cocky?

My attention turned back to the clock on the wall. Two minutes left. Had I spent four minutes crushing up a piece of paper with a meaningless heart on it? From Kim Taehyung? Or had I spent that four minutes having a staring contest with Park Jimin?

It was hard to tell, I had lost track of time for the first time that entire lesson. What?

My mind was honestly going bonkers. How had I got distracted by mere boys? How did these boys even attract my attention? Why was a blushing from a single heart? Why was I embarrassed by the smirk etched on a face?

These questions were still unanswered as the bell rang like a siren. Finally.

English—my favourite subject of all time—was the next, and last class, of the day, and I was overjoyed.

I loved how when you would write your pen or pencil would flow across the page as you wrote down whatever. I loved how you could write whatever you want and not think of anything else. I loved how you could get so caught up in writing that your page eventually fills and you have to get a new, fresh one.

Unfortunately, there was also the things I hated about English. Like how Kim Taehyung sat exactly across from me. And...

There was something else... What else did I hate about English? What annoyed me to the point I wanted to rip my hair out?

I can't remember... I shook the thought away as I took my seat, ready for what Ms Gi would assign us.

An essay about Shakespeare? Or maybe write about the stages of whatever. Or, maybe, the smell of sunshine? The taste of loneliness? Or she might even tell us to write about a seven deadly sin without revealing which one, why am I so excited, you ask?

I've always been a fan of writing, it was my life. Whenever, wherever, whatever, I was always writing. In my head, on paper, or on a screen, even an old typewriter, I would write with anything!

"Babe~, Ms Gi isn't here yet~," Taehyung teased, looking at me.

Please stop before my heart explodes.

FROM ANGER. Yes, anger and irritation, that's it.

"So..?" I asked absently, keeping my attention to the romance novel I was reading at lunch.

"Pay attention to me~," okay, who gave this kid a deathly poison that made him clingy as hell?

Someone who wants me dead, that's who. Or him dead.

I sighed, looking up from my book and looking at him. "What?"

He gave me a rather alien-looking rectangle smile. Nope! Nope! Nope-ty nope!

"Talk to me~!" He whined, he was definitely trying to hide a smile. Damn you, Kim Taehyung.

"What do you want?"

"Other than ice cream and a dog, you," he smiled. What is wrong with him?! "What do you want~?"

"Other than to jump off a bridge to end my miserable time I'm spending with you, chocolate," I say, kicking my legs underneath the table.

"Wow," was all he said before pouting for, how many times today? Who knows? "That's not nice."

"You should've thought about that before you asked me to date you."

"HE asked HER out?"

"What a slut..."

"Can she go die already?"

Ms Gi walked in, and I almost burst into song. Thank you for coming, Ms Gi, thank you for ending my suffering!

"Unfortunately, today's lesson must be postponed as I have an emergency at home. You guys can read to page three hundred and ninety-four, have a good day," she cheered, walking out of the classroom.

Fuck you, Ms Gi.

As soon as she left, the class erupted with yells of glee and happiness while I just sat there, groaning and praying to just have a heart attack or something right then and there.

Okay, Eunha, you got this.

"Jagiyah~!" I could hear his voice teasing. "Let's get outta here!"

You don't got this.

Before I could say anything, I was being dragged by Taehyung outside of the classroom.

"Yah! What are you doing?!" I exclaim, tugging my hand from his—that failed.

He looked back at me and gave me that rectangle smile. "In English, you said you wanted chocolate, so let's go get some!"

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A/N
Rewritten
11.09.2018