He,my nemesis (Editing)

Prologue

"What are you doing here? You're invading my privacy" I hissed at him after seeing him entering the practice room.

"Well, I didn't know you were here" He normally said as if I wasn't even complaining. And sat on the floor.

I glared at him. Almost cursing him in my mind.

"What? Continue what you're doing" He smiled, showing me the bunny smile he always had.

I shook my head in return and went to my locker to get my towel.

"Miss me?" I jokingly said just to tease him. But he was silent for a while.

I glanced at his direction. Only to see him change his position. He's now leaning on the wall. Arms crossed and his left foot sticking on the white wall.

I drank all the water in my drinking bottle after wiping all the sweat around my body.

"Actually, I'm here to return this" He took something from his hoodie. And showed me my journal—wait, how did he get that?!

I ran towards him and tried to take my journal back. But he raised his hands while holding my journal. He was too tall and I can't reach it even after jumping.

"Ya! Give it back to me!" I said, still trying to reach my journal.

He chuckled. And that made me more pissed.

Actually, I could just punch his face and get my journal easily. But I would have to face the consequence. I just got started being an idol, I can't be kicked out!

And also, his fans would hate me if I do that. I don't want to recieve death threats, and a lot of bash from them.

I'm a decent person anyway.

"How about a deal?" My thoughts immediately got dismissed after he said those words.

And what kind of deal would I have to do just to get my journal back? He can just hand it back. That would be easier.

"What deal?" I asked firmly.

"Dance with me"

I looked at him. Almost asking him if he was actually serious about that.

"Well, I've read and discovered a lot from your journal. Infact, I've read it a lot of times already. I could just tell everyone your secrets"

"Or you would dance with me right now, so I could forget everything you wrote inside this journal"

Well, he looked so serious after saying that. Seems like I didn't have a choice. So I accepted his deal anyway.

We didn't get along even while we were dancing. We continued teasing each other. And it's a never ending chaos between the two of us.

"You suck at dancing" He said while wiping his sweat away by his towel.

"Hand my journal back" I offered my hand infront of him.

He started to walk towards me, making me walk opposite from his direction. Until I felt the cold wall touching my back.

"What if I don't want to?" He teased.

I became uncomfortable after feeling his deep breaths. He was so close to me. Really close that I can feel his warmth. The sweat coming from the tip of his hair. And his eyes. Looking at me.

But I was more worried about my heart. It beats so fast. Faster than a running horse, ready for a track.

"W-what are y-you doing?"

He took deep breaths, in and out. Like a swimmer who just finished a race.

"You make my heart beat fast."