dilatory | na jaemin

one

"yeseul," a voice called.

"yeseul.. yeseul!" there it was again. i sit up from my desk, startled.

"sleeping in class again are we, yeseul?" mr kim asked.

"sorry sir, it wont happen again," i replied, can't promise that to be very honest.

"detention after school," he said. i grumbled quietly, going back to my textbook. i hate math so much.

***

i slammed my locker shut before turning to yoojin, my best friend. i've been best friends with her since our junior years.

"why the sad face yeseul?" she asked.

i sighed, "detention."

"let me guess, sleeping in class again," she said. i nodded as we started heading to the cafeteria to the group of 7 boys; mark, renjun, jeno, haechan, jaemin, chenle and jisung. they're the most popular boys in our school and are called something like dreamies?

it was named by their fangirls, they go extremely crazy for them, it sometimes scares me. although i've known them since we were babies, jaemin was the closest to me. i just connected with him quicker than the others.

"hey guys! it's yeseul and yoojin noona!" chenle called out being the usual loud boy he is.

the others waved except jaemin, as expected while yoojin and i waved back.

i put the detention situation aside and sat next to jaemin. i greeted him, "hi nana!"

"eo," he greeted back with a dull and short tone, ignoring me, facing his head down. i scoffed as i jokingly slap his arm "yah!"

the other boys laughed at him with jeno commenting, "he's been like that since history class."

i'm not surprised to be honest.

he still ignores me, this is normal of him. meanwhile yoojin, who sat in front of jaemin, the only the seat left available. her face was fully red, looking like a tomato. i cover my mouth trying to cover up my laughs.

you see, yoojin told me a little secret. she really likes jaemin which i find very sweet, they'd be an amazing couple, really. she always asks me about how jaemin is like and how to get closer to him. i don't know how she fell deep in love with him but it just happened.

"hey jaemin, yoojin wants to tell you something," i point out.

jaemin looks up and waits for yoojin to say something. instead, she's frozen in her place, her face still flushed. it is so hard to not laugh right now. once jaemin gave up waiting for her, she calmed herself down and glared at me with a serious and annoyed expression. she gestured a sign with her finger going horizontally to the right, meaning that i was in big trouble. i gulped.

everyone else was in their own world, doing whatever crazy things they were doing. soon enough, the bell rang as students headed back to class and i finished eating the lunch i packed. i left my seat and patted jaemin's back so he could get up now.

"yah yeseul! you're dead!" yoojin yelled at me as i made a run for it.

"see you in physics class jaemin!!" i said before running away from my doom.

students were giving me weird stares but i didn't mind.

"i'm sorry yoojin! i was just trying to help!" i shouted while running. i was running out of breath and started slowing down, i'm really unfit, wow.

she finally caught up to me and put me into a headlock, ruffling my head as crazy and messy as possible. i hit her arm repeatedly and tried to remove it so she could stop and it worked.

before i could get back at her, she had already left. i walked to class and sat down while fixing my hair. after i fixed my hair, a hand messed it up again. i sighed and huffed my bangs.

"jaemin i know it's you," i said in a blank expression. i stood up and kicked his leg. damn i'm so annoyed of him.

the teacher came and everyone took their seats including me and jaemin. here we go, boring physics.

***

my detention was finally over. i left the school doors and stretched my arms up into the air. i began to walk to the school gates but before i could leave, i immediately stopped.

that smell.

i turned around and walked to the side of the school building where all the garbage was. and there i saw, na jaemin, smoking a cigarette once again. i instantly grabbed the cigarette from his hand and stepped on it, squishing it.

"i've told you so many times to stop smoking! but here you are again, will you ever stop your habit??" i said angrily. jaemin has a habit of smoking, i had told him to stop countless times but he's stubborn.

"you know you don't have to worry about me. i can do what i want," he replied.

"i'm your best friend jaemin, how could i not worry? and your health matters, i don't want you to.. die; because of smoking," i explained.

he gave an annoyed expression and grabbed my wrist, dragging me towards the gate of the school.

"come on, let's go home," he said, heading off. i sighed and catched up to him. we're neighbours, that's why i'm walking with him.

about yoojin, i should set her and jaemin up on a date.

"hey nana," i call out.

"what," he says.

"you stink with that cigarette smell on you," i cheekily said and started running.

thankfully, we've arrived at our houses. i went in before he could catch me. i'll just get my punishment tomorrow.

***

a brilliant idea popped into my head. tomorrow is the weekend so the whole gang should go roller skating tomorrow! i'm great at this. except, i'm not so great at skating.

even though it's the whole gang, it's really just for yoojin and jaemin. i smile  and get straight onto my physics homework.

i usually ignore other homework but this homework is super important. if i don't finish this, another detention for me. i suddenly heard the small bell ring. we both have one that connects our rooms from our houses.

i open my window as he opened his.

"what is it?" i ask.

"give me the answers to the physics homework," he says.

i can't argue with him, it's a waste of time.

i groaned. i slowly give my paper to him. he grabs it but i still cling onto it. after a few seconds, he finally took it.

"hurry up and bring it back-" i say, soon interrupted by him closing his window.

i scoff. rude much. i grab my phone and messaged everyone on the group chat about tomorrow. i randomly started drawing while listening to music to buy some time.

***

it was 1:27am when i suddenly felt a tug on my hand. i open eyes to see junyeong, my little brother, he's 6 but is very cheeky.

"i can't sleep seul-ie," he says.

"come here," i say as i pat the bed.

he lays next to me as we both hug each other.

a/n: yeah, i'm really clichè and cringy. i tried.