The Jerk Next Door | pjm

12

So many weeks has passed. Although Ara has eventually 'stopped' bullying me again, i know that one day, she will attack me with her long ass fake nails so i don't let my guard down. Ara is my number one enemy, but i have a whole lot more in school. And they are Jimin's fans. They are even worse, that's for sure. Even if they don't harm me, with just their single stares will give me goosebumps.

A bunch of new students suddenly transferred into our school. Not just any students. They're guys who are so popular already. Three boys to be exact. And i seriously should stop getting attached to guys that are 'popular'. I mean i couldn't help it. Those guys are cool.

I didn't have to worry about who to hang out with at our break times because Jungkook tags along with me as soon as he sees me anyway.

My thoughts were cut off when i felt someone slowly drags my tray towards them. "Yah Hoseok! You already had yours. Wasn't that enough?" i snapped his hands off my tray, giving him a glare. "But it seemed like you didn't want to eat as you haven't touched it yet." he pouted and looked at Jin for help. Jin shrugged, scooping a spoonful of food, teasing Hoseok by pretending to give it to him but made a uturn to his lips. He munched on it deliciously on Jhope's ear like he was doing an asmr. The whole table laughed. Well not just us but also the others. This is also one thing that i hate. Wherever our squad is at, we would always be watched by numerous of students. Like, all people needs personal space and so should we. But i didn't want to be rude so i just let it happen.

I guess, by hanging out with them made me popular. I'm not that nerdy type of kid anymore. Well to them i'm not. If i wear my old glasses, they would compliment how good it looks on me every single time. Not just boys but girls. Just a couple of months ago, i would get laughed at.

Guys would randomly come up to me and give me flowers, letters of confessions and so on. I wasn't complaining at first because i thought, finally i get to feel all these things that i didn't get to experience. But now, it's suffocating me.

Suddenly, i heard students around the canteen started gasping and whispering to one another.

"Is he another transfer student?"

"He looks hot"

"I bet he's gonna be popular"

"This school really is blessed with so many hot guys"

I looked behind Jhope's head, looking at the scene. He has his hands in his pockets, his cap was hiding half of his face and is chewing a gum. He's walking towards my direction, making the students fall into silence. He stopped in his tracks, slowly moving his head up and looked at me coldly. I trembled. I wanted to run but i couldn't think straight. I felt like i got stuck on the chair.

"Hyerin, are you alright?" Jungkook shook me. I stood up fast, making the chair fall down. "I have to go to the bathroom real quick." I picked up my bag still eyeing him. "Hey Hyerin! That's not the way to the toilet!" Jimin yelled.

"I'm taking the long one!" i yelled back.

I picked up my pace, making sure that no one is following me. I barged into one of the cubicles and quickly shut the door close but a foot suddenly stopped the door. I kicked his foot, hoping that he would step back but he made his way inside without a single effort. He locked the door and looked at me. Once again, with his cold eyes, piercing through mine. I leaned against the wall, not wanting to make any contacts with his skin. "What are you doing here? You do know that if you don't behave well, you'll be kicked out immediately. So i suggest you to stop what you're planning and go home." i whispered-yelled.

He lifted his hands, making its way to my waist but i didn't let him as i slapped his hands away harshly. "Don't be this way, my kitten." i frowned my brows. "Please Yoongi, i don't want anything to do with you. Just leave. Why can't you do that? Why can't you leave me alone? It's been years. If you really do want me back, why didn't you do it way back then? Don't you think it's too late for that now? You piece of shit. Look at yourself in the mirror and think about your life. You don't take care of yourself. You don't care. How about me then? If we were together, do you expect me to take care of you and let me suffer? You're so selfish Yoongi." tears dropped down my face. i hate this. "Just so you know, no matter what you do to make me fall for you again, save it. It won't work on me. Don't waste your energy on me when you know yourself that this thing called 'we' won't work anymore." He looked back up at me with those eyes that tells me that he is so...alone.

"Let me know if you want to hear me out. Please Hyerin. Consider it." He unlocked the door and went out.

i'm tired of this.