"Ah don't— put that!" I said and immediately held his right hands where he hold the white paper. Wait— paper?!
I glare at him and took the paper, I let go of his hand and scruple the paper. I continue to make the statue as he watches me do it.
"Are you not letting me help you?" He asked but, I didn't bother answering him.
"I didn't know you're good at making a statue.." I continue my work while he continue to talk.
"Why do you hate me anyway?" I paused for a moment and took a quick glance at him. Because you're a jerk.
"Spoiled brat. Only want is people attention." I mumble but he heard it. He cleared his throat before he spoke.
"I didn't know you have your own perspective point of view towards me. You judge me by how popular I am at school." He said.
"So what?" I raise him my right eyebrows. "You're just using that to gain attention." I added.
"You're actually wrong." I look at him after I heard what he said. "I don't want to be popular in the first place. Dad is the one who wants me to became famous in school. Since, all of my dad's friend had a son whose famous in their own school, dad wants me to become like them, so my dad won't feel ashamed if they talk about their sons." He explain so I look down and stare at the statue in front of me. I suddenly felt guilty by judging him that way.
"So you're just being used by your dad because all he could think of is his own good...?" He nods and smiled.
"But, I can't blame him. Because if not because of him, I wouldn't meet my friends." He said smiling. I continue to make the statue and remain silent.
***
As day goes by making a statue, me and Seungcheol became close to each other. We sometimes play around and we sometimes joke around. The hatred inside of me towards him are slowly fading away. And there's something I feel towards him that always makes me paranoid while thinking of it.
"We're almost done..." I mumble and finished the statue. I'm about to turn around to call Seungcheol when suddenly, someone hug me from behind.
I flinch a bit and felt my heart beat fast. I look at the hand and realize it's from Seungcheol.
"U-uh... What are you doing?" Then my heart skip a beat when he kiss my neck that sent shivers down to my spine. I have to admit, I get tickles too.
"S—hmmm..." He turn me around so I can face him and immediately smash our lips to each other. I keep pushing him away but he's too strong so I give up. I even tried to kiss back but, I can't even do that because he keeps pulling me against him.
Then, I got the chance to push him away so I immediately do it. I slap him hard as the sounds of my slap echoe inside the room.
"What the hell dude!" I said as my blood boiled inside of me. He slowly looks at me and say sorry.
"Don't you get it?"
"Get what?"
"I love you, y/n.. Why can't you see that?"
"Y-you what...?"
"I have feelings for you, but why can't you see it?"
I remain silent as I let him say his words.
"I-I'm sorry..." I said and walk out of the room. I heard him call out for my name but, I didn't look back instead I went downstairs and was about to exit the house when someone grab me by the hand and pull be back.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean it." He mumble between the hugs. I didn't move a bit and let him hug me. I feel safe in his arms though.
"Please forgive me..."
"I love you too.."
"You what?" He face me towards him.
"I love you..."
"Really?!"
"Yea.. Really... Give me some kiss I want more."
He giggles before putting his index finger on my forehead and push it.
"Later.. Let's finish the project first. Can we?" I pouted before holding his hand as we started to walk back.
—req ended —
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