After the tick of clock signaling the most awaited lunch break, Jihyun hurriedly fix her things and practically run out of the room.
"I hate this" she muttered running up the stairs to the rooftop.
"I hate this, I hate this, I hate this!"
She screamed in frustration.
After the class settled down from the big news that the prodigy boy is now part of their class. Everything changed.
There were no more dead air during lectures as Namjoon always answered the questions being thrown in class. Not only that but he asked a lot of questions back to the professor making the lecture a bit complicated.
The honor students including Jihyun could not even grasp a single thing from what Namjoon and the professor discussed. It's like they didn't exists anymore.
Namjoon stole the spotlight.
"I HATE HIM!" Jihyun screamed throwing her snack on the wall.
"Hate who?" A man spoke that startled her.
She turned around to see the least person she wanted to see. Kim Namjoon in all his glory walking towards her direction.
"Why do you keep on littering here? Aren't you an honor student?" He asks picking up the snack Jihyun threw.
She glared at him not uttering any words.
"Uhm-" He speaks breaking the silence.
Jihyun quickly stood up grabbing the trash from Namjoon's hand and walking away leaving him alone at the rooftop.
"Was it me?" He asked in confusion.
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FanfictionThe thing is, "Prodigies don't understand how the incompetent feels."