Versus EXO

Damoves a la Unicorn and Brat

(Lay)

Hindi ako nagiisip.

Nakalimutan kong weird ang fans namin.

Wala munang magpapaalala na matagal na ha. Malungkot ako.

"Im sorry." Sabi ko.

"Ok lang." Memory.

"Kain tayo sa labas?" Ako

"Sige. Alam mo ba san ang exit?"

-,-" Memory talaga...

Hinawakan ko yung kamay niya at inakay siya palabas. Nasa may exit kami ng yumuko ako sa kanya at bumulong,

"Mianhe, yeobo." Sabi ko.

Lumingon siya sakin bigla na tumama yung lips ko sa cheek niya.

"Y-yeobo?" She gasped.

"Explain ko sayo mamaya." Sabi ko at hinila na siya ulit.

"Makakalimutan mo yun ee, ngayon na! Zhang Yixiiiing!!!" Sigaw niya.

"Oo nakakalimutan ko ang lahat pero pagdating sayo... Gustuhin ko man. Hindi ko magawang kalimutan ka." Sabi ko.

Memory Sung. The girl of my dreams? Haha

#unicornissocorny

(Bien)

For fuck sake! I am sooo pissed im sure my hair turned into hideous snakes.

"Bien"

I turned my head abruptly to him.

He flattened his huge hands on my face.

"Wu Yi Fan!" Sigaw ko.

Suddenly, he's wiping my face with a handkerchief.

"Bien... Or should i call you brat? Ang arte mo kanina."

"Dahil sayo gumulong ako sa grounds. Dahil sayo my thousand worth salon hair lost a LOT of strands. Dahil sayo-"

He leaned down so he's eye level to me which is hard for him by the way.

"Bien. Im sorry."

We had a stare down.

"Okay." I nodded.

"I'll protect you, babe. Okay?"

"Am i your style duizhang?" I smiled.

"Nah. Bratty girls are not my style." He winked.

Meaning, im really his style. Silly Duizhang ruining our straightforward reputation

I grabbed his head and kissed his cheek and for good measure his other cheek.

He straigtened and put his arm around me.

"Bratty has extra uniform in her locker?" He asked.

"Duizhang, brats go to school prepared. The mood may strike for a wardrobe change in the middle of the day." I said.

We walked inside the building.

People are watching and since im a brat as what this tall guy says, i leaned my head on his chest.

Then the mood striked.

"People!!! This tall guy who is apparently a hot guy as well to a lot of girls is MINE, okay? Mine. As in AKIN. If you mess with me because of that, let me introduce myself. Im Bien Francess Ford. Im just the heiress of the Ford International Securities so if you'd like a visit from my guards, go ahead and repeat this play on me!!!" I yelled on the corridor. A whole bunch of people looked at us. The ones who glared at me is evidently the ones who called themselves beauties. Hah! Your insides are definitely not beautiful.

"Spread the word, bit-" i started to say but Kris clamped my mouth.

"I need to scrub your filthy mouth with detergent. Lets go" he whispered and pulled me to my locker.