"FUCKING LET GO OF ME!" Naih used all her strength to slip her hand out of Jisung's grip, and she succeeded.
"Explain" she sternly said, making Jisung press his lips into a thin line. "Park Ji-"
"You said you owed me a lot when you punched me."
"Well, you're perfectly fine."
"My grades are hanging because I was absent for a month because of you."
"Well, at least you didn't die."
"RUI JIAH!"
Naih flinched. Jisung massaged the bridge of his nose and sighed deeply. His eyes trailed on Naih, looking from head to toe and back to her blank face.
"Seriously, I just wanted to get out of the bitches."
"And you basically used me?"
"I didn't use you."
"Yes, you did. Twice now. Now clear that issue or else."
"Or else what?" Jisung raised a brow.
"I'll slit that scar open." Naih gritted her teeth, but Jisung is not fazed.
Instead, he leaned forward toward her, tilted his head, and opened his mouth.
Naih's heart skipped a beat; his lips softly brushed her ear, feeling his cool breath lingering on her skin.
"I might turn you over then." he whispered, and trust me, Naih's heart went crazy hearing his deep little voice.
Jisung stood straight and stared at the frozen Naih.
She's wearing a black silky jacket with a white inner paired with black jeans. A shiny brown belt around her waist. White sneakers to finish the whole outfit.
Jisung's lips pulled into a slight smile. His finger came into contact with her skin as he tucked her hair behind her ear.
Naih felt a sudden heat on her cheeks, so she slapped Jisung's hand away and walked past him, blushing.
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"What's on your mind, Jisung Park?" Chenle asked as he skipped on his way towards the boy who'd been spacing out.
"I'm so dumb." Jisung said, emotionless.
"Huh? Why are you dumb? I mean you're already dumb, but what made you think that way?"
Jisung tilted his head to glare at the older
"Milky way to Jisung?" Chenle snapped until Jisung shook his head and looked away.
"Come on, why do you keep spacing out?"
"Maybe you'll know that tomorrow at school." Jisung groaned, knowing that the news of their 'dating' will probably spread across the whole campus.
"Huh, why? Did you beat someone? Did you kill someone? Oh, is it Naih?" Chenle asked many options, and the last one made Jisung immediately look at him.
"It's Naih then?" Chenle giggled.
Jisung whined, kicking in the air while messing with his hair.
"It's Naih. I mean if you beat her or ever killed her, you should be smiling in victory, right?"
"I didn't beat her nor kill her." Jisung rolled his eyes, still sitting lazily while his head tilted upward.
"Then what?"
He sighed, knowing that he can't forever keep a secret from his best friend because they've sworn it with their lives since they're 4 years old.
"I made Naih my girlfriend." he mumbled.
"Oh girlfriend, WHAT THE FUCKING GIRL—"
"CHENLE!" Jisung was quick to cover the older man's mouth.
Chenle nodded and showed a thumbs up, then Jisung let him go.
"Seriously!" Chenle said, whispering.
"Yeah"
"She didn't beat you?"
"No"
"Killed you?"
"Am I talking to a ghost here?"
"Okay, but... how did you?"
"I told her that it's the payment for punching me and stabbing me, and I will turn her over."
"Wow, you're really digging your own grave, brother. It's Lim Naih you're referring to."
"I know.."
"You're right. You're dumb."
Then Jisung started to chase Chenle after he said a single line of Eulogy.
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