Kissing your enemy

Part 1

*Y/N's POV*
Being in a high school can be compared to riding a bicycle. To be exact, riding a burning bicycle in hell. Though, I got used to it pretty quickly, finding my own way to fight against all the furious teachers, useless assignments and people mocking others. For the first time in the high school,  I was open-minded and sensitive to everything. As time went by, I made a decision to ignore the negative aspects but there was one thing I couldn't tolerate as it was getting on my nerves non-stop: Park Jimin. My enemy.

-Jimin gets 100 points, -the teacher spoke, listing our marks for the Chemistry exam, -and y/n gets 98.
-Shit, -I whispered under my breath, clenching into the pen in my hands.
-Aw, see who is a loser again!, -Jimin yelled at class making everyone laugh.
-You..little piece of-
Kiki shut my mouth with her hand, making me look at her with a dead glance.
-You don't wanna get a detention, do you?, -she asked raising her voice.
Jimin and I were always the best students in the school. Since none of us wanted to give up in being the best out there, we had no other choice as to become enemies.

After the class, I started packing my stuff into the backpack when someone snitched my little diary, where I've been writing sketches for my romantic stories. As cliche as it sounds, it was true. I was actually going to become a writer in the nearest future so I practiced a lot.
-Hey, give it back!, -I started, trying to snatch back the diary from the clutches of this monster.
-Oooo, romantic shit, -said Jimin sarcastically, clearing his throat, -...and then they kissed under the rain, both of them were soaked but their bodies were on fire.
I kept staring at him, until he finished reading one of my recent sketches and sighed. I expected to hear some hurtful words from him but Jimin just froze on the spot.
-Oooo, someone liked my romantic shit, -I said laughing, taking back what's mine and heading towards the door.
«1:1, Jimin»

It's been a few days since Jimin read something that wasn't meant for his eyes. I couldn't stop wondering why he didn't react. In any other situation, he would have razed me to the ground long ago. But what was so special about this time? I closed the door of my car and headed inside the school.
-Ooof, isn't your skirt too short, baby girl?, -his voice was heard from behind, laughing his ass out with his douchebags friends.
-Go to hell, Lover of snotty stories for girls, -I managed to fight back.
I couldn't process what was going on when he grabbed my hand, slamming me on someone's locker. His face was just inches away from mine and let me say, he was furious. I glanced around and the whole school was starting only at the two of us.
-Let me go, you asshole! You hurt my back!, -I scoffed at him.
-And you...you..., -he started saying something but was at a loss of words.
-You're losing your grip, idiot, -pushing him away, I took a quick step toward the class, when I heard his fist slam on the locker, saying:
-Damn it, Y/N!

Listening attentively to the teacher, I heard everyone's phones buzzed and took out mine. There was an invitation to the biggest party this year at a new and undiscovered place.
-Hm, why not at a regular one?, -my best friend Kiki spoke, looking at me.
-That's because this year I'm the head of this gorgeous party, Kiki, -Jimin whispered, leaning closer to our desk.
-Y/N, I won't go there without you, please tell me you don't give a damn if it's planned by Mr.ItIsMyUniverse, -she pleaded with her lovely puppy eyes.
I had no intentions to miss the biggest party of the year because of some asshole. As much as I'm one of the best students at school, I'm also a party-goer! I have already bought the outfit and got some new jewelry. I won't let Jimin scare me off.

The theme of this year was "Gangsta gathering", so I decided to go with a short black crop top and  black leather skirt, that fits my thighs perfectly, highlighting the best parts of my body. Finishing with my natural makeup, I put on sneakers and sprayed perfume with notes of strawberries on myself.
As we drove up to the party place with Kiki, we saw an abandoned building decorated with various party lights.
-Well, it's gonna flop, I'm telling you, -I concentrated on the word "flop" referring to Jimin's skills of throwing parties.
-Yeah, let's hope for the better, though this place looks scary af!, -Kiki stated, crossing her arms and biting the lower lip.
-Hit the mark! Okay, let's go and have fun.

Entering the building, I saw familiar faces dancing and drinking the entire supply of alcohol in a few minutes.
-Damn, this is flopping faster than I have thought. Thank God I brought some liquid in my purse, -said Kiki slightly opening her handbag, showing me two small bottles of soju.
As I wanted to grab one, someone hugged us from behind making me flinch a bit.
-Came to see the best party in your life?,-Jimin smirked, whispering in my ear.
I pulled his hand off my shoulder, wrinkling my nose at his touch.
-Poor party...had to be organized by you, don't let it flop with your not at all funny jokes, -I wasn't willing to lose whatever war we were playing at. I knew perfectly well how good of an enemy he is so I have to be ready to defend myself or fight back. Even if he's not in his best state lately, it's temporary, I'm sure of it.

The party went on as we decided to play some games. Everyone who was interested in taking part in messy and drunk games were welcomed to sit in a circle. Kiki and I sat next to each other, waiting for others to join. My eyes caught Jimin's, he sat right in front of me with a glass of whiskey, taking a sip, not breaking the gaze with me. Weirdo.
Before the game started I heard some car noise from the street, followed by people's footsteps. Everything happened quickly, and before I knew it, I saw a whole gang of people in black masks and with guns in their hands. My eyes widened as it was not looking like a joke, even a sick one.
-Who the hell are you, guys?, -Jimin suddenly spoke. 
I glanced at his concentrated face and clenched hand behind his back. My state of mind quickly increased from the boredom of this party to a frenzied worry for our lives.
One of them chuckled and said in his raspy voice:
-Shut the fuck up! It's me who asking questions here, asshole. What the fuck are you all doing here, huh? Party, isn't it?, -he spoke slowly, waving his gun everywhere, -decided to have some fun at our place without permission, hm?, -his gaze fell on me, checking my whole body from the bottom to the top, -even found some gorgeous bitches, impressive..., -he drawled, looking me straight in the eyes.
I started shaking a bit as I saw a tall figure coming right in front of me, covering me with his body from that creepy leader of the gang.
-Don't call her like that, asshole! And it's not written anywhere this place is your property, - Jimin defended me, putting himself at risk out there.
Why did he do that? He was always joking around and making my life a living hell, but now.. he is standing in front of me, I'm facing his strong back, trying to hold back tears as I was ready to die right there.
-Look who is so brave here. Okay then, you were going to play games, let's do this. But you will follow MY rules, motherfucker.
My breath got heavy as I saw almost everyone running to the exit, except Jimin, Kiki, a few more people from our class and me.
-Well, the lesser people the more intimate the game becomes, right, baby?, -he asked taking a look at me while I was hiding behind Jimin.
I continued looking at the ground and praying to leave this damn party alive with my classmates as soon as possible.
As I thought it couldn't get any worse, their leader announced the rules:
-Everyone, kiss the hell out of each other, I'll be watching carefully, -he pronounced smirking and adjusted into comfy position to watch the show.
While everyone else listened to his demands and connected their lips in a kiss, I focused on Jimin's voice:
-What the hell, man? I won't do it, for fuck's sake!
The man pulled the trigger and there was a loud shot that made me sob softly.
-I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING DO IT!, -he yelled at Jimin and I saw how irritated he was, -or you want me to kill you one by one?
-You can't just-
I cutted my enemy off by screaming:
-Shut the fuck up, Jimin!
I smashed my lips on his and he stumbled back from my sudden movement, trying to process what I was doing. Slowing closing our eyes, we both melted into the kiss. His hand traveled to my neck, while a little tear escaped my eye.
The feeling of his lips was Inexpressible. I kissed a few guys before but I've never felt such tension between me and someone else.
Jimin pushed me closer to him as if our lives depended on it. Well, basically it was true.
Our tongues explored each other's mouth perfectly, creating a storm in the bodies.

A police siren could be heard in the distance as we both pulled back slightly, turning our heads in the direction of the sound. The gang fled like rats from a sinking ship.
-W-what was it, Y/N?, -Jimin asked me breathing in my lips, covering my skin with his hot breath.
-I saved our precious lives, my enemy.