You had a long day at school, having to deal with complete delinquents who like to shoot spit balls and throw things at each other instead of actually paying attention and nothing annoyed you more than the stupid back talk from a particular student - Park Chanyeol.
Disruptive, loud and handsome.
He disgusted you beyond all things and worse is - you have to deal with him for 4 out of 6 classes a day.
As you were closing your locker door, the last face you wanted to see smiles at you; you feel your lip curl instinctively at his smile.
"What do you want, Chanyeol?" You deadpan.
"I'm failing maths," you shrug, as if it's meant to mean anything to you. "Teacher Kim reckons you'll be the best tutor for me as you are the top of the class."
"Hard not to be top of the class when you're the only person paying attention." The sarcasm is thick in your tone and Chanyeol feigns hurt, the smile still on his stupidly handsome face. "So he expects me to tutor you?" He nods and you groan, throwing your bag over your back and turning away - ready to make a dramatic exit.
Slap!
You spin around with horror written all over your face.
How dare he!
Who the hell does he think he is?!
"Did you just slap my ass?" You ask in disgust.
"Actually, I firmly grasped it." The quote hits you like a tonne of bricks and you can't help the fire burning in your cheeks as you swing an arm around slap his firm bicep.
"Did you just quote Spongebob?" His teeth almost blind you but you are so mad, you hit him again. "How about, you fail maths and I'll tutor someone who actually deserves my help?" You huff, storming away with more of a flair than earlier because Park Chanyeol has a way of getting under your skin - and not in a good way.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...
