P.S. DONT FALL FOR ME| h.c

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"Jaemin, if you don't give me my phone back I'll kick you so hard you won't get to make babies in the future."

A short chuckle left Jaemin's lips. "You mean we won't get to make babies in the future?"

Haeun froze from her spot, her arm still extended upwards in an effort to take the scrapbook she made of her and her nosy boyfriend. She was supposed to keep this a secret until Jaemin's birthday, but he saw it on her study table when she went out to get some snacks for their movie date-night.

Haeun's face turned beet red. She jumped quickly on her feet, catching Jaemin off guard and succeeded in retrieving the cheesy-made book.

She turned her heel about to make a run towards the door, but instead Jaemin enclosed his arms on her from the back and pulled her down the bed.

"Why won't you let me see it, hm?" Jaemin grumbled on the back of her neck, dragging the tip of his nose down to her shoulder.

Haeun slightly shivered goosebumps forming on her skin. Jaemin's affection isn't a foreign thing to experience. But every single time the moment feels too intense.

"I'll show it to you on your birthday, I p-promise."

Jaemin took the book from her, then placed it beside him. He ushered Haeun to turn around, settling on his lap.

"Then," Jaemin didn't break contact with Haeun as he slowly slid the thin straps of her dress down.

"Show me something else, baby."

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Haeun ran as fast as she can towards the cafeteria. Her foot tripped on the flat ground making her wince loudly. She picked up the broken heel of her Burberry shoe and kept running with a visible limp.

Students were gathered at the center table circling two boys beating each other to the brink of death. Each blow, gasps echoed in the room with other shouting for a teacher or the counselor.

"Take it back, Lee." Jaemin grunted warningly while the boy under him breathed heavily.

Haechan smirked. "To put it simply, your mom is a fucking whore."

Jaemin's knuckles connected with Haechan's bruised jaw until he spat out blood. Haechan's girlfriend was screaming for Jaemin to stop, grabbing on his shirt to pull him away from his beaten-up boyfriend. But there was no stopping Jaemin.

"Na Jaemin!"

The students all turned to the loud voice that reverberated in the entire cafeteria.

Jaemin's eyes were cold and intimidating as he turned his head to face an angry Park Haeun standing a few feet away from them.

Haechan's head fell on the floor with a relief look on his face, a small smug smile forming on his lips full of cuts.

"Ms. Park, Mr. Na violated the facility's rules and we have no other choice but to take actions."

"My dad owns half the title of this school. It's me or him, Principal Kim."

Principal Kim could be seen sweating heavily behind the big frame of his glasses. Chairman Park only visits the school during ceremonies or special occasions. Once he steps inside the threshold of SeoPa University without notice, it only means one thing: bad news.

"B-But what about you, Mr. Lee?"

"What about me?" Haechan was sitting with his legs open and had an ice pack pressed firmly on his jawline.