hurts like hell | minsung ✓

two

~Lee Minho~

"Class is over, can you stop following me?" Jisung laughed from behind me, he would not leave me alone. He was clingy to a whole new level, and I just met the kid.

He pulled me over to him by my belt loops, spinning me around to face him. "Let's play a game."

I pushed his hands off me, and continued to walk down the hall. I heard his footsteps follow behind me. "I'm not a child anymore. I don't play games. Especially not with boys like you."

"I promise I'll make it fun." It was my turn to laugh. No, I'd make it fun. I knew what he was trying to do, he wanted me to get flustered just by his voice. Well too bad, I wasn't into him and I never would be. But he didn't need to know that.

I wrapped my finger around Jisung's necklace, admiring the stone hanging from it. I stepped closer to him, leaning my face only inches from his. He was the one to look flustered, even though he tried to hide it.

"Our parents our rivals, that basically makes us rivals. And you know what rivals do? They rip each other apart." I didn't break eye contact when talking to Jisung. I wasn't some coward, I was confident and that wasn't going to change over a little boy who thought he ruled over everyone.

Jisung quickly realized what I was doing, and he fought back. His fingers slid around my belt loops once more. "Then it's decided, I'm going to ruin you."

"Not if I ruin you first." I wasn't going to back down. Just because it was my first day doesn't mean I couldn't be bold.

"Are you challenging me, Minho?" He raised an eyebrow, shocked. No one ever stood up to Mr. Perfection. Well too bad, I wasn't going to be one of his minions.

I ran my finger along his jawline, smirking. He didn't budge. "Do you want to be challenged, Jisung?"

People stared at us, yet neither of us budged. My finger traced his jaw ending up on the bottom of his chin, I leaned in once more and this time Jisung's cheeks turned a subtle pink.

I was bold, there was no denying that. But I had just earned a new title at this school, I was admired. I 'stood up' to the one and only Han Jisung. I made him melt. I was royalty in this school now, and my thrown stood right next to Jisung's.

I ran my hand down Jisung's torso, he still didn't dare to move. "Are you sure you still want to play with me?"

He pulled me closer to him and smirked. "I never wanted someone more."

I pushed him slightly. I wasn't going to be some easy target for him. "Don't think you're going to get anything out of me. My job is to break you apart, not be your make out partner."

"Let me come over after school." I smiled, might as well start right away. I've never wanted to put someone in their place more than I did right now.

"I'll text you the address." I began to walk away, Jisung didn't seem to notice I never gave him my number. Idiot, this would be too easy.

~Han Jisung~

If Minho really thought I was stupid enough to realize we have no form of contact with each other, he's wrong. There's only one possible place he could live, the Lee Estate. Did he really think I forgot our parents were rivals now?

People like us lived in practical skyscrapers owned by our parents. And one day, it would be all ours. I knew exactly where the Lee Estate was, my father and I had been tracking the renovation for months now.

I just couldn't wait to see the look on Minho's face when I showed up at his door. I quickly changed into black joggers with a plain white shirt, might as well be comfortable while doing work.

"I'm leaving, I'll probably be back later!" I always left the house whenever I wanted, surely someone inside heard me and they'd tell my parents. Then I'd ignore their calls until I got home.

I walked outside and waved over my car, I had someone to drive me around. I mean I had no choice, my parents preferred that I didn't have a license. They knew I'd probably be gone for weeks at a time just getting away from my reality.

I entered the front passenger seat, greeting my driver. I liked Hyungjoon, he's been around since I was a kid and honestly he's like family. He also doesn't mind driving me around all the time which is a plus, it's kind of like having a perfect older brother.

"Can you bring me to the Lee Estate. It's a few streets over, I'll pull it up on my phone." I started searching for directions, but Hyungjoon wasn't driving. He just stared at me. "What? Why aren't we moving?"

"Does your father know you're going there? That's his rival." Hyungjoon looked concerned, as if there was more to the story than just them being rivals.

I rolled my eyes, I was going. And if I wasn't going to be driven, I'd walk. "It's fine, just take me."

With a sigh, Hyungjoon drove through various streets and to Minho's place. My heart was fast, and I didn't understand why. I knew I was going to be able to do this, I was going to win this competition.

The car stopped and I couldn't get out. I just sat there and looked at the front doors. Was he really in there? What if he wasn't home? I peered up, looking at how many floors there were and I spotted a figure standing in the window on the third floor.

"Thanks for bringing me, see you later." I waved and walked up to the front doors. I listened as the car got quieter and quieter, moving quickly away from me. I was alone at Lee Minho's estate.

I raised my finger to press the call button, but the door violently swung opened. There stood a disheveled Minho. His eyes were wide and his hair was a little messy. An oversized hoodie hung from his body and covered some of his ripped jeans. He fixed his slightly crooked glasses and wow were those eyes dangerous.

"What are you doing here?"