she loves herself || jjk

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Living by myself in an apartment, I rarely get to see my busy parents, since they work in the other side of the world. It's a lot better living on my own though. I enjoy my own world.

People from all around the school see me as confident and not giving a single damn about anything.

High school is that point when the bullies can lurk around you. So you have to get a way to protect yourself.

And my way was to be a self lover.

I have to show them that I'm strong and is not a good idea to mess with me.

Even though it's just pretending.

I'm scared of love. It's quite weird but I do. I dated my first love in grade 10 and got cheated on. I realize I shouldn't let anyone ever do anything like that to me ever again. Love, the word itself sounds dumb to me.

Boys do come around and confess, I simply reject in the nicest way possible. I don't like hurting people.

The girls, of course, gossip a ton about me. But sometimes the boys would defend me. So, though my mouth is mostly shut, I've already got some haters. That's how high school works I guess.

I have no friends, the thought of people using me for popularity is dumb. I trust no bitch.

I plug in my earphones as I walk through the hallway. This school is a mess. Students are making out against lockers. Disgusting. I'd rather kiss my own ass than letting my precious lips touches someone else's.

Though I'm no strangers in people's eyes, I've never hung out with any of the popular kids here. Boring hoes with short skirt, fuck boys who gets a new girl every hour. Disgusting.

As an usual sight, I see girls chasing around the most popular folks in this school, Bangtan. Never once have I talked to those, and I never will for sure. They're famous for their looks and some lame achievements in sports. I've heard that one of them is actually really smart. I think I'm the only human being in this school who doesn't have a clue of their names. Even old teachers who don't even teach them know who they are.

Earphones are amazing. With them on, I don't have to talk to anyone. I can travel in my own world. They know they shouldn't come up to me when I have these on.

I head to the notification board to check my class list. It's pretty crowded there. But some people make there way out for me to go through. I thank them and read through many paper pasted on the board.

12C.

I head to the class on the 2nd floor. Last year of high school and I'm free. Well, still have college, but still.

The class is so loud though I'm still standing outside. What a mess. I enter the class and almost everyone stops what they're doing to look at me.

I smile awkwardly and walk to the seat near the window.

And oh lord this class is full of popular kids. I better buy popcorn for dramas. Gonna be an interesting year :>

There they are, Bangtan with their "fans". I've never been in the same class with then in my past 3 years in this school. Not glad to see their faces every day in this senior year.

Today isn't hot at all though it's mid August. I feel the cool wind brushing through my hair. Nice feeling, I'd tell you.

I hear someone throws their bag, hitting my leg. I hate when someone distracts me from my peacefulness. I turn to the person. One of the folks in Bangtan.

"Uh... can I help you?" - I ask.

"Get out. The window seat is always mine. Everyone knows that." -He says arrogantly.

"Sorry but I ain't everyone." - I sarcastically smile at him.

"Don't talk back. Move." - He rolls his eyes.

"Why though?"

"Don't you have a brain? I said move!"

"I'll ask Sherlock Holmes to find yours but I don't think he'd ever find it." - I shrug.

"And no I won't. You didn't buy this chair. You own nothing in this area honey."

People behind us begin to whisper stuffs to one another.

"What did you say?" - He raises his eyebrow.

"You heard me. Now be a good boy and find your own seat." - I use my finger to flick his chin.

He grabs my wrist and glares at me dead in the eyes. I'm not bothered at all though.

"Y/n I think you should apologize to Jungkook." - A girl looks at me with concern.

"Awe is the baby gonna cry?" - I mock the annoyed boy.

"Just give him his seat and stop being a little bitch." -Another girl next to Jungkook says.

I ignore her. I move my eyes to the window and see the teacher talking to someone outside.

"I bet you don't want detention on your first day." - I smirk and signal him about the teacher.

He sighs and lets go of me.

"I think you'd want to stay away from me so sit at that place." - I pointed to the last table on the other side of the class.

He looks back at me.

"Watch your mouth." - He says.

"Sure won't." - I smile.

He rolls his eyes again and throws his bag at the seat next to mine. My eyes grow wide.

"Come on! Seriously!?" - I groan and stand up. Ready to move.

But he holds my shoulders and pushes me back to the seat.

"The hell bro?"

"You dared to talk to me like that for this seat. Now you'll have to stay here for the rest of the year." - He smiles sarcastically.

"But-"

"Good morning class! Please quickly settle down!"

I groan and sit down with irritation.

"Seems like you just triggered the tiger." - A guy behind me says with a chuckle.

I turn to him.

"Zip your bullshits please." - I glare at the guy.

"Feisty. I like it." - He winks.

"I'm Jackson by the way."

"Ok?"

"What's your name?" - He asks

"You'll know when the teacher says it." - I shrug and turn around.

The teacher begins to call out students' name.

"Kim Jaeyeon?"

"Here." - I raise my arm.

"Kim Y/n huh?"