Who to Choose? ~BadBoy!Suga X Fem!Reader X Player!RM~

Chapter 2 - Outside School

And here's the second! Double update since it's publish day. Let's go!

Suga POV

~~~~~A few days later, the weekend has come~~~~~

"You fucker!"

I duck under the slow fist. Ever since I learned how to fight, everything is so slow. I shoot forward and sock the guy in the face. He falls down and I stand on his head. I take a puff from the cigarette and blow it into the sky.

"What did you say?"

He didn't say anything, just whimpered under my foot.

"That's what I thought."

I removed my foot and threw the cigarette next to his face. I walked away from the fight, getting no wounds. I sit on my bike and put on my sunglasses.

"Aaaaaaah~~~ Suga!"

"Suga, look my way!"

"You look so good, Suga!"

I shake my head, ignoring all of my fans. I start the engine on my bike and rev it once before shooting off. Finally heading back to an empty apartment after a long day of work. Lucky me, it's the weekend. This is perfect. I raced through the parking lot without a care, ready to relax on my couch with a beer.

Until a bike almost hit mine.

However, the driver was clearly experienced and did a spin I only saw in shows. I gaped at her, amazed at how fast she managed to react. On the other hand, I was furious she had almost hit me. She turned off her engine before looking back at me.

"This is why women shouldn't drive!" I yelled, getting off my bike.

She shook her head before pulling her helmet off. I was struck at her beauty, how her (H/C) hair beautifully fell onto her shoulders. Her (E/C) eyes were also incredibly beautiful and I got lost in them for a moment. She looked dazzling in the leather jacket too, I almost walked away before my anger took over again.

"I didn't hit you, what's your problem?" She hadn't even gotten off of her bike. Her legs looked rather amazing in the leather pants.

"Watch where you're going next time. My bike's expensive. Do you want to pay for it?"

She scoffed and lifted her helmet. "A rich asshole like you can pay for his own shit. Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be."

I grab her handle and laugh. "Do you think just because you're a girl, I won't hit you?"

She put her helmet back onto the motorcycle. "Do you think I'm weak because I'm a girl?"

I raised my eyebrows. Her tone reminded me of someone. I couldn't put my finger on where, though.

"Prove you're not a weakling like every other girl I've met, then."

She shook her head before getting off the bike. I was fuming at how mellow she was being. I would be pissed if I was her and immediately started swinging.

She didn't get into any fighting position. "Are you going to hit me, or what?"

I growled and swung. A straight shot for her chin to make her sit down. She wouldn't be able to dodge a shot this fast.

Or so I thought.

She dodged it alright, crouching into a boxer's position in the split second it took her to duck. I was surprised when she came back up. She didn't punch me, or even hit me for that matter. She just grabbed my collar and pushed me backwards. I fell backwards when I hit my bike and nearly fell. She kept me from falling, for reasons beyond me, instead getting very close to my face.