COLOUR OF LOVE: BLUE [ON HOLD]

ONE

  

TEN YEARS AGO

Now you've probably heard that story about the basic bad boy of the school and that nice "nerdy" girl getting bullied by him because he kind of likes her.

In her story, the roles kind of switched, I guess.

Yeah Hyejin wasn't that nice little nerdy girl. she was the bad girl who hung around with the jocks, screwed around every chance she got and bullied the more studious population of our high school e.g Kim Namjoon, their class president.

Kim Namjoon. A prim and perfect student, loved by all teachers and the staff and hated by all the students because he made them all look stupid in the class. It wasn't their fault he could solve masters level physical equations and knew everything there was to know about organic chemistry.

Nobody talked to him unless they wanted notes, because his were the best. They could make mediocre students get the top positions, and students like her get a passing grade.

She had had her fun time at the high school the past three years and she needed to pass her finals, and for passing her finals she needed those notes by the president.

"Hey you!" She called out to him as she saw him and pushed away Dongwoo, the football team captain, who had his hand around her waist. Dongwoo groaned and grabbed another girl's waist who was standing nearby. She didn't seem to mind because Dongwoo was apparently the most handsome guy of their school.

Meh, she could use some charity. Hyejin thought and hurried over to Namjoon.

"I'm not giving you my notes!" he said defensively as she pushed him against his locker.

"Come on, don't be such a meanie!" She pouted, moving her hand up and down his chest, enjoying how flustered he was becoming.

"I s-said no!" He repeated, staring at her lips as she pushed myself onto him. This was going the way she knew so she decided to take it further.

"Will you share your notes if I use my lips to make you happy? Hmm?" She raised an eyebrow, standing on her toes so her lips would be closer to him. Damn was he tall...

"H-huh?"

"Come with me!" She grabbed his hand and rushed towards an empty class. There She pushed him on a chair and straddled him.

"Hey Joonie," She said as she entangled her fingers in his hair.

His hair could use a decent cut. It was silky and had a nice shine to it. Same was true for his deliciously tanned glowing skin. Beneath the thick rimmed glasses was a pair of intense dark eyes staring at her confusedly.

She traced her fingers along his cheeks that were tinted pink now and his chapped lips that were almost trembling.

He was beautiful.

Beautiful in his own raw, unrefined state. He would be the death of so many girls only if he could just groom himself a bit after pulling his head out of his books and drop that haircut and glasses that were both similar to Edna's from the incredibles.

It was the first time she had seen him so up close and the first time let go of all the unfair hate everyone nursed for him.

"Joonie, you know who's my daddy?" She asked him out of nowhere.

"Uh, mister Kim Junwoo?" He named her father. Way to kill a moment.

"No, what the f***? You are!"

"I-I-I am?" He asked, completely baffled and not getting why some girl would do this to him. He had never asked anyone out and no one had ever shown any interest in him either.

"Yes you are," She whispered in a husky voice, loving every moment of how she was effecting him. She was used to getting flattering reactions from guys but this was gold.

Making the prim and perfect studious guy stutter and tremble under her touch was something else. It was giving her a sense of power I had never felt before.

"Do you wanna have some fun?" She asked him, smirking mischievously.