HOLD ME TIGHT [Kim Namjoon]

Hold Me Tight [I]

HOLD ME TIGHT (Kim Namjoon)

"Why me? Huh? Why!? Why!? Why!? Of all people why me? What have I done to you that you have to punish me this way? Huh?"

"Aisshhh," I groaned as I heard those shouts that woke me up. Why is she shouting like blaming all the heavens of her misfortune? As if the heaven would really listen.It doesn't. Believe me. I too begged but it never answered me.

Darn it. Who is this heedless human that dared to ruin my sleep? Why is she shouting like crazy? How dare she threaten the serenity of my sanctuary?

"Hey" I called her and scratched my hair, more like messing it up. "Tss," I smirked at myself at that thought. I always walk around the university with a messy hair. I walked around like I just woke up. And I'm not even joking. I'm actually making this University as my enormous bedroom.

No one's gonna kick me out of this University anyway. I own this. Just kidding. What I mean is my father is the president of this university. He can't kick me out. If he will, this whole university will know that I'm his son. This bastard is his son. And that will be a big embarrassment on him.

I covered my eyes with my palm, the brightness of the surroundings somehow blinds me. I stood up still with eyes still closed. My head seems to spin a little that made me take a step back. How long have I been sleeping? I looked at my watch. 3:45PM.

"Oh, sorry. I—I woke you up. I'm really sorry." She apologized. She sound so familiar.

I tried to walk closer to her, my hand on the railing of the roof top to support my still sleepy body. I opened my eyes and saw her face drenched in tears. "Sue?"

"I'm sorry I ruined your sleep." She bowed to me and hastily walked to the stairs. She's Sue, my ex-girlfriend. We broke up almost a month ago now. The reason? Still vague.I still don't understand why we really broke up. She's the only student in this university that actually knows about my family. She knows that I'm the son of the president of this university.

"Sue" I called her. She stopped from walking. "What's the matter Sue? W—why are you crying?" I asked her.

She looked back at me. "Why are you still asking?" She bit her lower lip.Those lips that used to touch mine. I miss them.

I miss her so much that I just want to hug her right now and stop her from crying. The only known reason to me why we broke up was because of my father. Sue is the top student and scholar of this University. She topped every exam and contests in and out the school.

"Don't I have the right to ask?" I asked her as I put both of my hands in my pocket. I can see that she is still using the wristlet that I gave her like three months ago. It's a couple wristlet actually, and I'm still using mine too.

"You lost the right to ask almost a month ago, Namjoon." She answered, eyes on the floor of this roof top.

The way she say my name still bringa stinging feeling inside me. What a lame thing for a man to say but yeah. She always give me that kind feeling.

"Why?" I took a step closer to her. "Why did you break up with me? Can you answer this question instead?" I took another step and then blocked to the door before the stairs. I won't let her get down this place unless she will answer my questions, unless she will make things clear for me.

She is considered as the pride of the university. My own father was so proud of her too. Not until he knew that Sue is dating his bastard son. No one in this school knows that I'm his son, only Sue. I'm starting to think that Sue is his real child that he doesn't want her to date someone so useless like me.