My Lovely Enemy

[chapter 13] Back

(E/N: I WROTE THIS HOHOHO)

Author's POV

Ashley watched with a glare as she saw Kim Sohye, the awkward girl of the class come out of the house of the love of her life.

The Jeon Wonwoo. A Kennibal Prince. A Kingka. While Sohye was just a regular, not very pretty student who was awkward at everything.

And why was Wonwoo smiling at her?

She felt her insides boil with rage and swore to get her revenge on Sohye for trying to take her man.

Sohye's POV

I wonder if it's just my imagination or am I getting the feeling that everyone is staring me?

Nope, it's not my imagination.

I ignored the stares.

I didn't know why.

Why was everyone staring at me? I'm just an average student here and I don't remember doing anything that could make the public judge me.

I was just going to ignore the voices whispering when a sudden voice caught my attention.

"I heard Kim Sohye went to Jeon Wonwoo's place yesterday, and someone definitely saw her."

What in the world is wrong with that now?

Then another whisper answered my question.

"I talk to his friends sometimes, and they say he's usually alone. Who knows what they did together inside?"

HOLY CRAPPITY CRAP WHAT ARE THEY THINKING!?

My eyes widened as I now eyed everyone who looked at me with some disgusted, some questioning glances.

I shut my eyes tightly and kept walking, only to be suddenly pinned to the wall with a loud bang and a sharp pain in my chest.

What the-

"Ashley Kim?" I asked, looking at the junior student in front of me.

"What is this disgusting smell?" She sarcastically said, making me glare at her as bystanders silently laughed.

"I dunno, maybe it's your breath walking back to your face," I shot back, glaring at her.

"You really thought you would try to seduce Wonwoo with that face of yours and get away with it?" She snarled.

I rolled my eyes.

"You are too ugly to even be with our Wonwoo oppa," she said, fluttering her annoying fake eyelashes.

I scoffed. "Well I might not be the prettiest, but I can tell you that under all that money and plastic, you aren't either."

I felt satisfied to see her triggered face.

"How dare you!?" She said, lifting her hand to slap me.

I shut my eyes, waiting for the sharp pain to hit my cheek.

But it didn't.