Nice Guys Do Not Always Finish Last (short story)

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Nice guys don't always finish last

"I wish guys knew that being humble is sexy. Guys who are full of themselves are so unattractive... it really kills it."

*Warning: Some cursing included ><
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"Hey, didn't you come to school with Taehyung today?" Tiffany, a classmate of mine asked about my bestfriend.

I shook my head, signalling a no. It was weird actually. Usually, Taehyung would wait for me outside my house and we would go to school together. But today, I had waited for over an hour for him and ended up taking a cab in substitute for the daily bus ride due to the fear of being late.

"Apparently, he came to school with a brand new look and damn, he look hot." She complimented. 

Before I could say anything else, a mix of squeals and screams cut me off, directing my attention to the classroom front door.

"I'm going back to my friends now, see you later!" She waved goodbye before walking out of the classroom.

The noise got louder and frankly speaking, I was not very interested in what the commotion was about. After rushing to school early in the morning due to being got stood up for no reason had made me very restless. 

Checking my phone once again, I sighed at the lack of message. Normally, when he was late or something, he would always text me about it but today, I got nothing. 

Irritated, I turned to the commotion at the door before I got the biggest shock of my life.  

Instead of the usual Taehyung that wore plated shirts with thick rimmed glasses, the Taehyung in front of me wore leather jacket and heck, he even dyed his hair a faded pink.

I had to admit, he looked nice with the style that he was sporting but he seemed so different that made me felt like he was different person. I preferred the Taehyung last time to be honest.

"Hey, about this morn—" I wanted to ask him what happened but before I could even get to the topic, he just walked by me, ignoring my whole existence.

"Oh, okay..." I brushed it off, thinking that he was just tired since it was early in the morning. 

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No, everything was not okay. During lunch, I tried to talk to him but I was shrugged off like thin air, only given a smirk in return. 

Waiting for him at our usual spot which was in front of the school gate, I tapped my foot impatiently against the concrete floor. 

After waiting for an hour, I finally saw Taehyung walking out of the gate with a group of people that I could not recognised. Locking my eyes on my target, I walked towards him before grabbing his wrist.

"Give me a moment please." I told his friends politely before dragging him away. 

Before I could open my mouth to ask what was going on, I was cut off immediately by him.

"What do you want? Stop wasting my time and hurry the crap up!" He spat coldly, without giving me a glance.

Shock was an underestimation. I felt immense hurt passing through me, a result of how rudely he had treated me. The Taehyung that I befriend was nothing like the one in front of me. The Taehyung that I knew treats everyone with respect, eyes always hold a kind of warmth and kindness in them. But the one in front of me was a complete different person.