[Sequel of KILL WITH LOVE]
"We're brothers, hyung."
"Yeah, so?"
"What's mine is mine. And stop claiming it like it's yours."
"She's not yours either..."
What if the most popular bachelors of south Korea, falls in love with the same girl? Who will sh...
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THEA'S POV...
"Because I like you."
"Because I like you."
"Because I like you."
"Kim Thea, what are you doing there? We're up next girl! We gotta go!" I was broughg back to my senses when Chaeyoung pulled me in the court where people started cheering.
Oh right... It's intramurals and we're going to perform now. But for the past 26 hours, I've been spacing out.
"Hey, you okay?" Rubyjane suddenly nudged me before going to her position.
I smiled at her, "Yeah."
"Because I like you."
I breathed in and out, trying my best to compose myself. I finally dragged myself infront to start the cheering.
"Because I like you."
Fuck... I need to focus! I closed my eyes and I didn't know how long it will take to compose myself but I need it.
The audience started whispering and I can hear their worries from my ear as I shut my eyes close. I held my whistle thight that was around my neck.
"Because I like you."
"BLUE SEAGULLS HERE WE GO! ONE-TWO-ONE TWO THREE GO!"
And I didn't knew what I was doing. But all I know is to just dance to the beat.
And that stupidity led me here...
SCHOOL CLINIC...
"What were you thinking, you bitch?" Rubyjane nudged my head with an ice pack. I winced in pain.
"Sorry. I just couldn't focus." I reasoned out.
"Being 12 feet above the ground is something to be focused on, Thea. Being a flyer is not a joke." Chaeyoung glared at me.
Well yeah, I was one of the flyers in the cheerleading squad. The male bases had to throw me in the air but because of my stupid thoughts, I lost my balance. Leading me here, sitting on the hospital bed of our school clinic.
"Yeah, whatever." I rolled my eyes at them, nagging me.
"Thea!"
We all turned around to see who just called my name by the clinic's door.
"O-Oppa?"
My brows furrowed at him, standing by the clinic's door step and breathing heavily like he just ran a mile or something.
