Falling for Mark Tuan | (Sequel) | Markson

Chapter 6 | Game on, Jinyoung

I'm not going to lie, I decided to think about what I was going to do to win him back the next day, so I could have a clear head.

My head isn't any clearer.

What I have figured out, though, is if I want to make Jackson love me, I need to make him like me first.

Which means a major apology on my part.

But I can't even apologise because he's not answering his phone.

Well, it is 8 o'clock in the morning.

But he needs to be up because we have a class in half an hour.

Maybe he's ignoring you.

"Pick up," I mumbled to myself for the seventh time as I pressed his number (that I got from Jinyoung with the excuse, 'I have a question to ask him about class') and walked across the campus to my classroom.
But, like every other time, he didn't pick up.

Was it me? Am I the reason he's isolating himself?

I didn't listen to him, I know that, if I could just act friendly towards him, but I don't have any opportunity to make him believe I forgive him.

You have a class together.

One class isn't going to magically mend our relationship.

Minho's party.

Perfect. Choi Minho better have alcohol there. And lots of it.

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Class was the same as always, I would take notes, look at Jackson and watch him take notes, pretend I wasn't looking at him, take notes, then the cycle would repeat. It's not like I want to watch him, my eyes just happen to notice his presence.

Now, I'm waiting for Jackson to leave Kevin so he's alone, that's when I'll strike.

As I stood outside the classroom, waiting for Kevin and Jackson to walk out, I realised how stupid the whole situation is.

I told myself to hate Jackson Wang two weeks ago, now I'm desperate for him to fall in love with me so I can finally get back at him for breaking my heart.

Why am I like this?

"Jinyoung did that?" I heard Kevin's voice get closer to the doorway.
"I know... he's always like that to people, though."
"It's not good, especially for someone like M- oh, hey Mark. Feeling better?" Kevin asked me, noticing me as soon as he stepped out, Jackson close next to him.

Who are they talking about? M? Mark?

"Yes, thanks Kevin."
"I'm glad you're okay. How far are you into the assignment?"
"As far as everyone else is."
"Haven't started?"
"I've got a title page. That's it."
"I don't even have that... I better go pretend to work on it but I'm actually going to go sleep, bye Mark, bye Jackson."
"Bye, Kevin." I dismissed, leaving Jackson and I alone.

But not for long.

Jackson sent me a quick smile before walking right past me.

Not so fast.

"Jackson, wait," I called, watching as he stopped in his tracks and turned around. "I'm sorry about yesterday. I was tired and I wasn't thinking."
"It's okay, I understand. I get like that a lot," he laughed awkwardly, looking at the ground.
"I wanted to talk to you, do you have time?"
"Sure. I don't have to be anywhere."
"Good. I just wanted you to know I'm really sorry, you tried to talk to me and explain, every time you do I shut you down. I do forgive you, Jackson, I don't hate you. It's just all of this new college stuff is making me really tired and angry. Please don't think it's you."
"Really?! I mean- really? You don't hate me?" Jackson gasped, eyes wide open in surprise.
"I left all of my grudges in Korea. I figured people change, you know?"
"Yes... yes I know people change. I'm just...." Jackson trailed off, mumbling something to himself.
"Just what?"
"I'm just so happy!" Jackson exclaimed, a bright smile on his face.
"Why is that?" I laughed, the happy feeling spreading to me too.
"You don't hate me! Do you know how long I've felt bad about that?! I could just... scream right now! Can I hug you?!"
"Go for it-"