YuJin's P.O.V
"FINALS ARE OVER!"
Jackson yells as the bell rings, marking the end of high school exams forever.
thank god.
The class erupted into deafening cheers as they poured out into the hallway.
"Hey Mark, wanna eat lunch together?" I turned around to see Meena asking Mark, with desperation oozing from her voice and hope in her cute doe eyes.
"No thanks." Mark said blankly, not even sparing the poor girl a glance before walking out.
I sigh, walking over to the girl. "Sorry, he can be a bit of an ass but he's actually a big softie." I chuckle, watching her bright smile reappear on her face.
"I'm Lee YuJin." I say,
"Meena Kim." She replies, clutching onto her backpack straps like an excitable little kid.
"You wanna eat with us?"
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All eyes were on the newcomer on the table today.
Well, all eyes except Mark.
He's so damn clueless.
"Hey Meena wanna come to a party with us tonight?" SuMi piped up.
What is it with this girl and parties?
"Count me out." I said, not allowing myself to be lured in by Jeon SuMi again.
"Yah! Lee YuJin you have to come!" SuMi exclaimed adamantly. "Come on, the finals are over and high school is ending, if we don't party now we'll regret it for the rest of our lives!" She explained exaggeratedly.
"Yeah, I don't see me regretting this anytime in the future sooo, nope." I said, popping the p with a smile.
"Noona~, please?" Yugyeom begged, followed by Meena, Jackson, Bambam and all the boys except Jaebum.
I throw my head back in frustration. "Fine." I sigh, "You're lucky I love you guys." I mutter causing them to laugh.
"Lee YuJin you better be careful, if that asshole In GukDoo bothers you again I swear to God I'll fucking-"
"I got it, I'll be safe, don't worry." I cut Jaebum off, flashing a wide reassuring smile though I know he was still worried.
In all honesty, the only reason I wasn't afraid is because I knew he'd be right there, beside me.
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"Fuck."
Jaebum breathed, looking at me up and down as though he'd devour me whole.
Well I wouldn't mind I-
wait what hm who said that?
My outfit consisted of a black off the shoulder top with a zip running down the middle, with a tan brown skirt paired with black wedges.
"I'm not sure if I want you to go looking like that." He chuckled deeply sending shivers down my spine.
He poked his cheek with his tongue, a habit of his when he's getting angry or annoyed.
& holy mother of cheetos does he look hot.
I began to get flustered as shades of pink dusted my cheeks. As he began to inch closer towards me, I could hear my heart beating out of my chest.
Every step he took was agonisingly slow. It was then that I took in his appearance. Jet black tousled hair, black shirt unbuttoned at the top, exposing part of his toned chest.
