Boo, You Nerd.

Chapter 1

"Did you hear that she got into another fight yesterday?"

"Huh?! That sophomore again? Geez, how many fights in total did she get in?"

"I don't know, I heard that she's part of the mob. She looks the part too, God, her face is scary."

"I wouldn't be surprised if she's arrested soon for murd- Shit! She headed our way, don't look at her!"

A pair of girls quickly pressed themselves up against the cool steel of their lockers, looking anywhere around the crowded hallway beside the ticking time bomb that was jaunting their way. The time bomb that was you. You strolled past the gossiping pair, face as emotionless as ever with your hands stuffed inside the pockets of your worn leather jacket. The other people in the hallway began to take notice of you, subtly moving aside as to not bump into you. Some of them avoided looking at you, but others gave in to the urge to cast a curious glance at you. The iron bitch.

You knew what they called you behind your back. 'Miss. Chip-on-her-shoulder, short fuse, Icy bitch, the bad girl of BigHit High'. You also knew that almost all of them lacked the guts to say those names to your constant poker face.

"Cowards." You mumbled under your breath as you turned the corner.

A warm mass crash into you, thankfully, your reflexes made you stand your ground. Your eyes trailed up the pile of books and papers now laying on the ground until they reached the dumbass that crashed into you. And there he was flat on his ass rubbing his lower back, his thick-framed glasses now rested crookedly on his nose. From behind the lenses, a pair of warm honey brown eyes opened up to meet your cold, dead gaze. He flinched back a bit, eyes wide and lips pressed into a straight line. A red flush was making its way up his cheeks.

"Ah! I'm really sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, you aren't hurt, right?" He practically jumped into a kneel, beginning to pick up his belongings.

"H-haha, sorry my friends always call me clumsy because I get too absorbed in my thoughts sometimes... hey wait, don't we have English together?" His pump lips were pulled into a nervous smile, two crescent moon indents appeared in his soft cheeks.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. "Tsk, shut up and watch it next time will ya." You shot him an annoyed glance as you continued to walk past.

The people watching the scene gave a sigh of relief, a few gave a disappointed moan. They wanted a bit of entertainment, to see you throw a punch. But you just left him there, in a pile of his own stuff blinking at your shrinking form as you moved further away. After a few more turns you were finally in a more secluded hallway where the roof excess was located. You didn't even bother looking around for any teachers, they knew they couldn't stop you anyway. Your crummy sneakers squeaked as you made your way up the two flights of concrete stairs until you finally pushed the steel door open, the warm Spring air kissed your face. Taking a moment to breathe in the heavy air, still better than being trapped in the building sharing the same air with those judgemental fuckers. From the distance, you could hear the hustle of the city that waited just past the stone walls that enclosed the school. Walking to the side of the fenced-in rooftop you plopped yourself down, back leaning against the shallow wall and metal chain-links. You tilted your head up to the cloudy blue sky of Seoul. A nice Spring day. Reaching into the secret pocket you had sown into your cousin's old jacket, you pulled out a paperback. The cover was rubbed a bit too much, many of the pages had been repeatedly dog-eared, but the spine of the book was still in good condition. Flipping to where a yellow post-it was, you peeled it from the beige pages and began to read the small black words.

You felt yourself getting pulled into the pacing and atmosphere of the novel before your concentration was shattered by awkward coughing. Once more annoyance began to bubble up inside you, you glanced up at the fidgeting boy in front of you. Great, you internally rolled your eyes. You just continued to pierce into him with your dead stare as he chewed a bit on his lush lips, trying to find the words to say to you. This went on until you finally had enough.