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"What is it again?"
"I need you to stop acting childish, Baek."
He instantly shook his head after I spoke.
"Do not call me Baek. My name is Baekhyun."
Oh, right. Baek is what I used to call him.
I sighed in frustration.
"Okay, Baekhyun. Please..." I calmed myself down and tried hard to speak as soft as possible, "Let us finish our project peacefully. Hmm? All it takes is cooperation."
After a little while of awkward staring competition, he only scoffed and left me without any answer of agreement.
Guess I failed again, right?
"Look at this poor pathetic girl..."
I heard someone from behind me spoke. I haven't seen her yet I already know who she is.
I lazily turned to her with my eyes already serious as f*ck.
Come at me.
"You're still trying to get back with him, huh? After what you've done to your bestfriend... You are still at it?" Hera raised a brown on me while her arms are crossed.
The students around us already knew what is going to happen. But no, not today. Imma change what they used to know. I'm just so pissed right now.
"Yah." Gasps from different students were heard as I finally talked down to Hera, "You are not the bestfriend I once hurt. So what are you blabbering about? Who is more pathetic than us, huh? You are just trying to get on my nerves because you also like Baekhyun but HE! WILL.NEVER.LIKE.SOMEONE.LIKE.YOU!" I yelled.
The whole corridor was quiet for a second. Phew! I didn't mean to spill the tea this early but... I just can't help it with this girl's attitude.
"Who are you to tell everyone who I like and whom I don't?"
My momentum stopped when Baekhyun came back. Walking and talking from my back. Before I even turn to look at him, he was already stooping low to whisper to my ear from behind.
"What if I like her? Will you do something about it?"
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