Rule Breaker || Min Yoon Gi

Rebel 9

[A/N]

Y'all, what's the cure for procrastination and writer's block? ;-; I haven't updated for so long, I wanna punch myself.

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EunByeol is having a bad morning.

First, the heels of her shoes broke out of the blue on the way to the student council office. Second, she rummaged through her bag to find out that she left her wallet, cellphone, and Science essay at home. And last but not the least, she's now standing in front of third-years and second-years, stubbornly looking at her whilst they refuse to drop the cigarette that's on their mouth.

"Miss President?" A voice spoke not from afar, making EunByeol turn her head slightly with her eyebrows creased.

"Oh, JiHoon... What is it?" Her expression changed from stressed to calm. Had it been another student trying to cause trouble, she would've snapped right then and there. The said male looked at the people in front of EunByeol, and almost immediately, he understood why the President looked as if she wanted to kill someone, except in the calmest way possible.

"Problem students who won't listen, huh?" She only gave him a nod, and a 'tsk' from the other students. "I'll take care of this, you go do your Science essay or whatever it is. Heard from JiHye that you're getting old earlier than expected and having memory loss."

JiHoon earned a playful smack from the girl before she turned on her back and started walking towards the entrance of the school. If JiHoon didn't control his chuckle, he could've get more than a smack.

"Alright students, follow me and experience probably the worst day of your lives. Students that refuse can meet the President face to face later and one by one." He ordered calmly to the people in front of him whilst stretching his arms. He sure was going to make the punishments as bad as how the President will do it.

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In the Student Council Office, a loud sigh was heard. "Finally done," said EunByeol, cracking her knuckles and arranged her five page essays beside her bag on the table. "Thank God the topic wasn't at all that hard. And the word count isn't that many, too!" She received no replies and instead, an uninterested thumbs up from YaeNa who was busy with her own assignments as well.

"Hey, Miss President!" A male's voice boomed and the door slammed open and rather loudly, proudly presenting a stoic-faced Min YoonGi with both his hands in his pants' pockets.

"Is there a problem, Mister... Min?" JiHye spoke, her eyebrows furrowed as she read the small name plate etched on his blazer. Min YoonGi, however, ignored her comment and walked towards EunByeol who had her face resting on her arms. He took something out of his pocket and threw it at her, startling her. "You dropped this on your way to school," he coolly said when he was met with her surprised yet suspicious gaze.

"Wai-- What-- This is-- How do you know this is mine?" She asked.

"I don't know. I don't think it's because of the family picture of a younger you, your mom -- that's holding a toddler -- and your dad that's inside the wallet, oh no. Maybe this wallet isn't yours, after all? Want to put up a "missing wallet" poster all over the school?"

"You know you don't have to be an asshole about it. Where did you pick this up?"

"Didn't pick it up. It was from a scrawny and nerdy student who happened to ask me if I've seen you arrive school. He looked terrified too, maybe he thought that if he didn't bring it back in time he'd be accused as a thief, so I volunteered to bring it back to you myself."