His Super Hater

Chapter One

Chapter one

Baekhyun

I closed my books and start to leave in this cafeteria, our Mid term exam was finally done so it means I have lots of free time.

it's been a week since the last time I opened my twitter account so I know that there are lots of new replies from his fans.

I was waiting for my bus to arrive so I opened my twitter account.

"is user hatesyeol got sued? lol sis good luck in jail"

"is user hatesyeol dead? it's been a week since that user last tweeted"

"user hatesyeol is probably rotting right now in hell"

"y'all btches the reception in hell is unavailable, this user probably have a talk with satan"

I chuckled while reading their hilarious tweets about me.

"They're so stupid." I scroll down again to see my tweets and some Chanyeol big accounts are shading me.

that is also why I hate Chanyeol, because of his fans. His fans, yeolmaes are one of the toxic fans in stan twitter, if Chanyeol has lots of fans of course he has lots of haters, including me.

I tweeted a photo before I enter the bus.

I turned off my phone and plug my mp3.

this is a long ass ride.

After a few minutes, the bus stops to load more passengers, a few people entered the bus a a guy who's taller than me sit beside me.

man,his scent.

I can smell his expensive perfume, he smell so good.

I unplugged my earphones and put my mp3 inside my bag.

I fished my phone and I saw that Jongdae has 4 missed calls so I dialed his number.

"Hey? why did you call?"

"You're one of a hell hater user hatesyeol." chen laughs on the phone.

"whatever how did you found out my account?" hOW IN THE EARTH HE FIND IT?! I'M DEAD.

"your account is actually a big hit in our fandom so yeah, I have a fan account." Like what? he has a fan account?!

"You're a yeolmae too?! how come I didn't know?!" I said, half screaming.

"I actually hide it though, I know you hate artists and such so I am just trying to save your sanity my brother."

I almost lost it 3 years ago. "Thanks for saving me though, If you're not in my side that time, I think you will visit me in a Mental Institution until now." I sighed.

"don't mention it! You're my best friend and I should know what bothers you." he paused. "can you please lessen all your hate tweets about our Chanyeollie? It hurts me, so can you lessen it for your best friend? please?"

Jongdae must be saying this with his puppy eyes, I'll bet my card if he isn't.

"ugh, Fine just block me if you feel uncomfortable, and also, DON'T YOU DARE EXPOSE MY IDENTITY OR ELSE I WILL GO TO INCHEON TO SLAP AND PUNCH YOU." I laughed.

I heard him chuckled. "fine hatesyeol? lol just calm down will you? if you will become a yeolmae in the future I'll bet my car."

"Keep on dreaming Kim Jongdae, It won't happen,never."

"whatever you say Byun Baekhyun, I need to hung up now! take care Baekhyunee! love you!"

"bye jongdae, love you too." he hung up.

I heaved a sigh and turned off my phone.

The guy beside me looked on me, he's wearing a face mask and and a cap.

is he a snatcher or....

"Is there something with my face mister?" I asked politely.

He shook his head and looked away.

weird.

I opened my phone and went to my twitter account and I saw Chanyeol's edited photo, the guy beside me giggled, I looked at him.

"Mister, You're creeping me out, I know this is quite rude but can you just find another seat?" I asked. He's is so weird, I want to go home now.

h didn't move, I started to get irritated.

I looked outside and I can see my apartment building already.

I rolled my eyes on him, when the bus stops, I stand up to get out but the guy holds my wrist.

"What?!"

He removed his mask. "See you again, Hatesyeol" He smirked.

My jaw dropped.

IT'S PARK CHANYEOL!!!!

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