Chapter 3: Haneul

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by chocolatkookie

by chocolatkookie

JR. That guy is really something. He's the king of this school? Who does he think he is!? I hate guys like that. But surprisingly, he reads books. And I heard he was very smart. He doesn't look like the type to hang out with girls, so how did he reach the top ranking? Why am I even thinking about him? He's a cold, heartless, handsome jerk.

ARGH. And yes, I can't deny him being so hot and handsome and my type. That's why I keep on staring at him. I never get bored of it.

His perfect body figure, I could see that even beneath his thick blue sweater. His blonde hair, I'm sure he dyed it. But it fits perfectly on him. His black eyes..no those aren't contact lenses. His skin is a bit tan, and his nose isn't sharp or anything, but it fits perfectly for his face. Oh, his beautiful face.

I couldn't even concentrate on the class, as I kept on thinking about him. I'm so curious about him and his background like seriously. I've never met someone so mysterious. If I stalk him, will he think I'm a creep? Of course Haneul, you are stalking him.

Gah, jinjja! I mentally ruffled my own hair in frustration.

Oh the bell rang.

He immediately ran out the door and I followed him, except not as swift as him. It was free period, we could do anything we want.

I followed him through the halls, a few meters behind him.

Where is he going? I've been following him for like, five minutes already. He suddenly made a sharp turn which I almost lost. I made the same turn too when suddenly I felt hands grip on my shoulders that turned me around and pushed me to the wall, hard.

"I know you're following me." He looked at me straight in the eyes. I gulped.

"JUST WHAT DO YOU WANT." He gritted his teeth.

I shut my eyes closed, afraid to see what's in front of me. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a much calmer JR than before. I decided it was the right time to answer.

"I..I just wanna be friends with you. Is it that wrong?"

His eyes widened, shocked at the sentence I just spoke.

"You...you want to be my friend?" His soft voice spoke this time.

"Yes. If you just say you don't want to, then I will step back."

"No, no." He shook his head.

"Oh.." I hung my head low, "it's-"

"I would love to." He cut me off.

CLIFF HANGER ALERT!!!!!! LOL.