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i missed two busses already. it's good that i didn't have any class before 10. otherwise, being late on the first class after summer break would earn me a heck of a reputation.

somehow, i got into the third bus but the only problem was that it would not drop me to the university but a little ahead.

i got out of the bus at 9:40 and now had to walk 10 minutes more. at sharp 9:50, i reached my university. and, an unwanted face was already there to ruin my day.

"oh, you came. sweetheart, i missed you," minhyuk came and tried to hug me but i dodged it easily.

"guess, who didn't miss you? me. now, leave me the fuck alone, jeon," i said as i ran for my first class, hoping that i wouldn't be late.

monday was relatively a less torturous day as i had only two classes. though there was no break in between, i was free by 2 so i had the whole day all by myself.

being brought up in a place where there were less kids, i was a person who associated with people at an minimum extent. and that's why, spending three months in this university, i couldn't make a decent friend. except, minhyuk. a pain in ass.

jeon minhyuk was the starboy of our university, as far as i've heard. he was good in studies, was kind and not a playboy. surely, he was a flirt but he knew his limits. but only one problem, he was after me.

now, people had different things to say. some said that he genuinely wanted to be friend with me, some said he just being kind to me because i have no one in the whole university and some people, well, made an assumption that he likes me that's why he's all after me whereas the truth is that he simply likes to annoy me.

but the problem is i don't like people, especially annoying ass clingy people. he's one of them who just invades my personal bubble with an irksome grin which make me want to shave his head. i'm absolutely fine without friends because i'm used to it.

when i was out of my last class, i thought it was almost 7. i checked my phone to see it's 2:10. turns out, the mother nature has some other plans. all of a sudden, it starts to rain heavily.

i didn't bring umbrella or anything, assuming that it would be a clear day. i stayed under a shade in the lot, waiting for the rain to stop. a maserati swiveled and stopped in front of me. the passenger seat was opened in no time.

"hop in. the rain is not going to stop any sooner, sweetheart," he said and i gave him a deadpan look.

"i'd rather walk in the rain than to get into your car," i said and checked my phone to see it's almost 4 which means i've been standing here for 2 hours. and, i don't know when will i be able to get to the bus stand knowing it is actually not stopping any sooner.

he was about to protest but i beat him into it mumbling fuck it and got into the car. i know i was being selfish but what could i possibly do then? he was shocked to see but nonetheless drove to the direction i told him.

when he reached my neighborhood, i told him to stop the car and got down in the rain despite his request to drop me to my house.

seems like i'm missing class tomorrow. oh joy.