✖ YAOi HiGH ✖ (BoyXBoy) by Tan Xue Lei

The YooSu Story Part II

[Hello, guys I wanted to say that am sorry for not having up loaded for the last few weeks I didn't feel like it, i know it's a shitty reason but I always reason that if you're not gonna dedicate your heart to your uploads don't do them, at all. And that's i didn't do anything but am back and i'll try to keep inconstant.]

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[ Kim JunSu P.O.V. ]

“Wah! EunHyuk help me! That freak won’t stop leaving me alone!” I cried as I threw myself onto EunHyuk after the 5th week of school.

For the past few weeks, Park YooChun has been following me around, he’s turning into a real stalker. He even followed me into the toilets, and almost into the same cubicle! Oh and offered to “help” me get dressed for P.E., yeah I declined but he insisted. While he was “helping” me change, he was standing so close that I was afraid to move, in case our skin would make contact. So, as he was “helping” me pull my top off I could feel his fingers run up my arms sensually and down them as he pulled on the other top. Those fingers belonged to the devil, you have no idea how good it felt.

“Tell the teachers.” EunHyuk advised without much care or consideration as he nibbled on his cookie. I looked at him angrily for a moment.

“You idiot, didn’t you see me, the other day, tell Yamapi sensei? All he did was pat my head and laugh the most stupid laugh ever before twirling out through the door!”

DongHae then spat his milk out and began to choke from laughter.

“Oh man” he choked, hitting his chest a bit, “That was the funniest thing ever! EunHyuk, how could you not see it? Man that Yamapi sensei is jokes!”

DongHae, you aren’t helping.

“Tell the head to sack Yamapi sensei for being such a bad home room teacher then.” EunHyuk said indifferently as he flicked through his manhwa book.

“EunHyuk, have you seen the head? He’s a fuc*ing pale!” I shouted as I threw my arms up.

I felt like strangling the both of them now, they were seriously not helping, and yet they were supposed to be my best friends. They could at last try to act like it!

“It’s obvious that the YooChun guy likes you, why don’t you try rejecting him?” DongHae suggested. I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

“Don’t you think that I already have? I swear he doesn’t understand the word NO!”

The two shrugged, going back to their milk and cookies, as I just sat there, my hands in my hair, grabbing onto it like I was a mad man, ready to rip my hair off. Park YooChun drove me crazy.

The very next day, without the help of my so-called best friends, I held an A4 piece of paper in my hands, containing a few not-so nice sentences that I had to say to Park YooChun. Upon the piece of paper, there lay, in black ink, harsh words that could bleed out any listeners’ ear drums. You could tell I didn’t hold back at all.

Stepping through the school gates, in an instant, YooChun glided from the sidewalk invading my personal space, wearing that same prince charming smile he did every day, sending a greeting my way. Those smiles always made my heart do back flips, but luckily I mastered on how to ignore it.

“Park YooChun, I have something to say to you.” I said sternly, gripping onto the piece of paper, tightly.

“Oh?” he raised his eyebrows, looking already amused.

I lifted the piece of paper up to my face, hiding behind the piece of paper, to prevent his charming smile from destroying my resolution.

“Park YooChun, get the out of my life.” I started in a stiff voice, “You gay bastard. Can’t you see that I’m STRAIGHT? I only like WOMEN, I’m sure you’ve seen the history of female that I’ve been through on my laptop. That is proof that I’m straight! You can’t make me gay! My dream is to have a family with children, meaning I need a woman you hear? Men and women make children!”