Dear Enemy:- An AU Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Hyerin's POV

I noticed to my surprise that people were making out in front of my locker.
Disgusting!
I immediately took a step back and sat near the locker next to me.
I did not want to create a scene. This was my first day, and besides, I hate drama.

~Few minutes later~

I was checking out my messages when suddenly someone pulled at one of my earphones. So rude!
I looked up, ready to give this person a piece of my mind.
It was a girl, wearing a cropped top and that skirt— ugh, she was the one kissing near my locker!

Before I could speak, she started whining in a nasal, accusatory tone.
"Who do you think you are, sitting at my bf's locker?"

Excuse me, what? I stood up and glanced at the boy standing beside her, and instantly, my eyes widened in recognition. Everything came rushing back. Boyfriend?
Oh my God!

It was him, Kim Taehyung, in the flesh.
I noticed how his eyes widened too and he took a deep breath. But suddenly, as if realizing where he was, he regained his prudish posture and smug countanance, and smirked at me.

"Hey, Stop staring at my boyfriend! Answer me, what are you doing here?" She questioned me.

"You both were making out at my locker and I did not want to disturb you. If you are done, then let me use my locker. Thank you." I replied coldly, and stepped away.

"Okay fine." she replied.
"Bye babe, see you in the break!" She exclaimed, then pecked his lips and stormed off.
Eww! But why am I even reacting?
It's normal for him.

My thoughts go back to when I first saw him with someone. I was shocked, to see him moving on so quickly... But then, the girl changed- and changed again- and changed again... I had got used to it.

I turned towards my locker to set it up. I stole a quick glance at him, to confirm that it was him only.
I sighed- some things never change, do they?
He removed a book and a pen from his locker, shut it, and then leaned over.

"In case you're wondering, yes darling, I'm Kim Taehyung; remember me?" He said with a wink.

"No. Nice to meet you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a class to get to." I replied sarcastically.

I wanted nothing to do with him.

"I see you still wear that necklace..." He said, suddenly noticing it.
"So?" I asked. Anger was slowly rising through me. But below that, trying desperately to stay hidden, was my hurt.

"That means you still love me right??" He asked me. Hell no; It's just lucky for me!

"Who will be in love with a manwhore like you?" I replied. Anger flashed through his eyes, as he clenched his jaw.

"What did you say?" he said, voice dangerously low.

Anger rose through me.I balled my fists.
He glanced at my fist, narrowed his eyes, and then smirked.

He pushed me against my locker, trapping me between his arms, causing the locker to shut due to the force. Ouch.

"What did you say, sweetheart?"he asked me. I gave him a death glare.
I loathe drama.
"What did you say?" He yelled at the top of his voice... My poor ears!

The whole hallway went silent. I could see everyone glaring at us. Great, EXACTLY what I didn't want...

"Sweetie, can't you hear? I called you a M-a-n-w-h-o-r-e!" I whispered with a smirk.

He leaned in again.

"Apologize, honey." He whispered.

What the HELL? An apology, huh?
Is that what he wants?
An apology he'll get!
I may hate drama, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to snap back.