I KNEW IT.
Chanyeol's POV
I texted her that we'll have our tutoring lessons today. I don't know what the hell is going on me and why did I do that thing. I don't have plans to attend those bullshit tutoring sessions. Why would I? I can graduate even with those damn failing grades. In the end, I didn't see her at the coffee shop. I know that she's raging mad at me right now but, the hell I care, ayt?
I'm heading to the music room for our band practice. Suddenly, I remembered that nerd singing while playing the guitar at our class. I know this is crazy. Its like I'm under her spell the moment I hear her voice. Sana boses nalang siya. I silently chuckled with that thought.
Naramdaman ko nalang na may humampas ng kung anong bagay sa balikat ko. I angrily turned my gaze at my back and I saw her. Wearing her usual thick magnifying glass like glasses, a jeans and a plain white shirt.
"What the hell is your problem, woman?" I hissed.
"Ikaw ang problema kong bwisit ka! Mag-aaya kang magpatutor tapos hindi ka sisipot?!" she blurted out.
"I got busy."
"Kung hindi lang talaga ako napagutusan na turuan ka. Argh. Bwiset. Dyan ka na nga." She was about to leave but I immediately held her arm and dragged her with me.
Lorraine's POV
"Park Chanyeol! Are your deaf? Sabi ng bitawan mo ako e!" saad ko habang hinihila— more like kinakaladkad niya ako on god knows where it is.
Natahimik ako ng nakarating kami sa music room. Napapaligiran yun ng maraming babae. And I suddenly remembered that this Park Chanyeol is a member of the Labyrinth. The university's band. I gulped ng napatingin sa amin yung mga babae more like death glares especially when they saw my arm being dragged by this guy. Makakalabas pa kaya ako ng buhay dito?
Pasimple kong hinihigit sa pagkakahawak niya ang braso ko pero mahigpit ang hawak niya. Boset. Balak ba akong patayin nitong lalaking to ng mga fangirls niya? Dire-diretso lang siyang pumasok sa music room at naalala ko ang nangyari last time na napunta ako dito. After that performance task, I isolated myself to my blockmates, specially Jungkook. Its a relief to me that I don't see him roaming around. Prevention is better than cure, right?
"Woman, you're spacing out. I said, wait for me here and we'll have that tutoring shit right after our practice so that you can stop bugging me."
Nyenye. Bugging mo mukha mo, bwiset kang bakulaw ka!
"Uy, Lory? Ikaw ba yan?" Napatingin ako sa nagsalita.
"Nami? Anong ginagawa mo dito?" Nagtatakang tanong ko.
She bowed her head. "A-Sh si Baekhyun kasi pina-practice namin yung para sa output namin. Ikaw?"
Automatic naman na napasimangot ako. "Kinaladkad ako nun o." Sarcastic kong sabi sabay turo kay Chanyeol habang inaayos yung drum set na gagamitin niya.
"Okay na kayo?" Nami blurted out.
I frowned. "Kami, okay? Nag-aadik ka ba, Nami? Kailan pa ba kami naging okay niyan? E nagdagdagan nanaman atraso sakin ng lalakeng yan. Baka nga di na ako makalabas ng buhay mamaya sa university dahil sa mga fangirls niya e!"
Natahimik kami ng simulan nilang tumugtog. Napatingin ako dun sa platform kung nasaan sila. They are playing those instruments harmonically. Ang gandang pakinggan sa tenga. No wonder marami silang fangirls because of their looks, did I mention that these boys are beautiful? Isali na si Chanyeol kawawa naman kasi yung bakulaw na yun. Pati yung Baekhyun na kasama ni Nami. Infairness, saan kaya nakilala ni Nami yun? His feminine facial features suits him well. Yung isa naman he looks like an angel. So innocent. The way he plays the guitar while banging his head, ang cute lang. And oh! Si Junmyeon! The student council president. Ang ganda talaga ng boses niya. That boy is so talented. Nadako naman ang tingin ko kay Chanyeol. He seriously banged his drum set effortlessly. Hindi ko alam pero bigla akong napahawak sa dibdib ko. Ang lakas ng tibok ng puso ko.
BINABASA MO ANG
Sing For You [EDITING]
FanfictionJongin The first time I hear her voice, I've been so curious about her. Chanyeol Her voice, her personality, its just so damn mysterious. Who is she? Baekhyun We're schoolmates, she may be a nobody to others, but for me, she's my missing piece. Jung...