Yunhyeong's POV
Once we were done I took out my phone and texted Donghyuk that he’ll come to pick me up. I really don't want to stay another minute with Chanwoo. I want to get out of here.
I must get out of here already.
Donghyuk said he'll be here in 20, so I arranged my things, deciding to wait outside.
Chanwoo insisted I’ll wait in the house with him because it was already dark outside but I refused.
If I’ll spend another second with him I’ll definitely lose my mind.
“Why? What's the difference if you'll wait here or outside?” He frowned.
‘Outside I can be alone in peace.’ I thought, tightening the hold of my bag.
I’ve spent the last three years ignoring him in every way possible. Which was hard since he and his friends won’t stop harassing me and my friends.
Coming to his place and having to act as if he didn’t spend the last few years hurting me was almost unbearable.
“Songie, are you listening to me?”
“I told you to stop calling me like that. I would rather not see you more than needed.” I was about to walk towards the door when he grabbed my arm.
“I am not joking.” Chanwoo said, “just because wealthy people live in this neighborhood, it doesn't mean it's safe outside at such an hour, Yunhyeong. Stay until your friend comes.”
I was about to start protesting but he already let go of me and sat on the couch, turning on the TV.
I sighed deeply, looks like I have no choice.
So I sat down on the other side of the couch, taking out my phone.
The guys were spamming our group chat, demanding to know what happened at Chanwoo's. I sighed amused at that and wrote a simple ‘tomorrow' before looking through the news.
Honestly, this silence made me feel really uncomfortable.
“So, didn't expect you to have complications with your love life." he suddenly spoke.
“I told you, it's none of your business.” Why is he having a conversation with me? Why do even my last 20 minutes in his place need to be filled with torture?
And what the hell is it to him?
He left me!
“You don't get along?”
“Please stop.” I sighed. As if I wasn't uncomfortable already.
“You changed your mind? Decided you actually do like girls?”
“Stop it! It's none of your business so shut up!” I snapped at him, getting up from the couch.
Why? Why does he have to do it? Why does he enjoy teasing me so much?
What did I do to deserve this?
Why is everything about my life is a joke to him?
Why can't he leave me in peace?
"Hostile." He noted.
I moved my fingers through my hair, letting out an annoyed groan. “Stop. Why do you care anyway? Why does it matter to you?”
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Troublemakers
Fanfiction-Part 2 of Troublemakers- Being in High School is a nightmare. And to try and survive in an Art School filled with rich and spoiled brats isn't better. Especially with a group of guys that targeted you since the first day of school. Jinhwan, Jiwon...
