COLOUR OF LOVE: BLUE [ON HOLD]

TWO

"D-don't do this..." the shy boy murmured as her hair hit him in the face.

And she was enjoying it more than she should.

"Daddy" She said in a voice that even she herself would describe as highly annoying but for some reason he liked it as she saw him smile a bit.

"I w-won't give you the notes i-if that's what you w-want!"

"Aye come on papi give me the notes!" She whined.

"N-no,"

"You'll regret it!" She leaned in towards him, so her nose touched with his "Someday a really rich guy will marry me and then you'll work for us"

"I w-won't. I will work so hard and become so successful..."

"Heck" She ran a hand through her hair in frustration and got up from his lap. He was really making her angry. He had nothing to lose, except maybe his v card, in case he agreed to this. But he wouldn't as if it was something too precious.

"Listen you little piece of chewed up gum, you're going to give me your notes one way or another!" she grabbed his chin as she leaned in towards him and saw his eyes drop to her cleavage showing through the top unbuttoned Shirt.

"Look at you checking out my tit bits huh!" she pushed his face away.

"I d-didn't!"

"You did. And I know you watch a lot of adult movies too. And maybe you have a few kinks too" she started and saw him push his round glasses further up, gulping really hard.

"I d-don't. You can't prove it!" He got up from the chair and tried to leave.

"At least tutor me!"

"No" he said walking towards our home room class which was empty at the moment.

"Please, I'll strip for you pretty please!" She yelled after him.

"Don't you have an dignity?" He abruptly turned around and she almost bumped into his chest.

"Nah I left it at home" she pouted.

"Don't you remember things you did to me in the past four years?" He started.

Ugh. Not again.

"You dropped a dead fish in my shirt through my back in first year! You made a bubblegum stick to my hair so many times and I had so much trouble getting it out! Never to mention all the drinks you intentionally poured on me in the cafeteria! Also..."

"I'm going to stab you when you're asleep if you don't give me those notes"

"Wh-what? But why? Why are you doing this Hyejin?" He asked throwing his hands in surrender.

"I need to pass the finals and I am going to do everything I can to get through them"

"How about studying on your own?"

"I don't know how to. Come on, help me out. I know you want it too. Come on"

He leaned in towards me and whispered "No".

Then he started on his way.

Her face was burning red with humiliation and she felt so angry. She turned around and grabbed his backpack, yelling a loud "yahhhh"

She didn't know what happened, his bag wasn't the best quality since his family wasn't too rich. Only a few people going to their school had parents who earned some decent money. The rest of them barely made through it and her and Namjoon's both were the later category.

So the bag ripped apart and down came it's contents.

As she got to her knees after a particular object, she couldn't believe what she saw. That was it, as she picked that solid proof of his weakness.

"My my. Wow. Who knew Mr. Perfect had a dirty little secret like that?"