It's a hundred times better than being hurt pretending to be nice - 있지♡
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prompt 50: "am i your lock screen?" "you werent supposed to see that" warnings: none? just cheesy ig and crappy writing from yours truly. too late to change povs so im sorry if its in 1st person. i hope this goes to your expectation let me know what you think! + sorry its in small caps i have to type on my laptop its hard lol plus the " wasnt working but i managed.
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growing up i always hate mathematics. now that im in high school it makes it even more hard and confusing. i wish everything they explain can be used in our daily life . i mean do you usually use algebra in your everyday life? ugh. all i basically did was asking mrs. jung if the lesson she was discussing can be a life saver in the future. and ofcourse i totally forgot about the fact that she has a bad temper. now im going to have detention as my reward for asking that golden question.
"y/n" i suddenly stop thinking about hating mrs. jung when i heard my name being called from someone at the back. "huh? what is it?" you asked mark, he sat few rows behind you. "im stupid and i forgot to tell you earlier before the class started that jihoon is looking for you" he said. "right, he said meet him at the building entrance after class" he added. "is it about our moms again? ugh why we have to do something for them like every week. im guessing we have to buy some ingredients for dinner" i groaned and rolled my eyes. focusing back on mrs. jung checking some school works.
around a half an hour later the bell ringed and its time to go to the next class which was language class. you carefully fixed your things and walked outside the classroom. it is so hot that my e/c eyes were squinting due to the sun rays and heat.
"y/f/n hey wait up!" you called your friend when you saw her going to your next class which has the same class as yours. i ran quickly to her that i never noticed someone walking towards my way when someone hits me in my face and loosing balance. i closed my eyes waiting for my impact but it never happened. i opened my left eye slowly looking at someone wondering who i bumped to and who saved me. he has light brown with a hint of red kind of hair, fair skin then i recognised him. its jihoon! "ahehe thanks jihoon. my bad" i sheepishly smiled while thanking him.
i didnt even notice that his hand was on my waist so i was surprised when he took it and said it was okay. "mark said you wanted to meet me" you said to him. "oh yeah" followed by a soft laugh. "i have something to talk to you later. its okay if youre busy just let me know when are you going to have a free time so that it wont bother you." he said to you. "i have detention later. is it going to be a long talk or just a brief one?" "detention? y/n/n- what did you do??" he widened his eyes by surprise. he calmed himself and let out a little blow and said "alright no need to explain. i can talk to you tomorrow" then smiled. "okay bye see you then. i forgot y/f/n is waiting for me." you stuck out your tongue and went to your friend.
"are you sure nothing is going on with you two? thats unlike childhood friends. childhood friends dont look eachother like that" "yayaya y/f/n shut up"
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ff after detention.
"jihoon?!" "oh hi y/n/n" he waved his hands and walks towards you. "why are you still here? its late" you asked him cautiously. "i was waiting for you. mom called me to pick up some stuffs before going home. which means your parents are coming over and we will get the stuffs together" he explained. you made a look at him then understood.
"so are we walking or use the bus?" you questioned him. "we're gonna walk y/n/n dont be so lazy plus supermarket is just around and not far from our house" he answered. "well you can talk about what are you telling me earlier" you said to him. "about what?" "dumbass, you said you were looking for me and have something to say" "oh well uh.. im just gonna tell you tomorrow" he stuttered and put his hand behind his head.
while walking his phone suddenly ringed i took a peek of it and its his mom calling. i let him talk with his mom on the phone peacefully and continued walking towards the supermarket. "y/n/n" he called me which made me stop on my tracks. "hold my phone for a minute i have to look for my wallet in my backpack. i forgot to get it earlier and now im regretting it. my bag looks like trash inside so wish me luck" he said and handed you his his phone.
"uhm jihoon. whats the meaning of this?" he looked up to me with his confused face. "huh? the what?" then his gaze went from my face to his phone with his lock screen showing up. a photo of me smiling happily. that picture was taken by him when he walked me home from school.
"am i your lockscreen?" i blinked my eyes multiple times with my mouth hanging a bit "y/n/n, you werent supposed to see that" he took a deep breath. "okay i dont want to waste time anymore and im gonna say directly what i really want to say for a long time now. y/l/n y/n, i like you. whenever im with you i feel like everything is in slow motion. heck, im willing to risk anything just to keep you happy and contented. im sorry if it sounds so wrong i cant seem to keep everything from myself. i have to let it all out eventually"
"hey, jihoon. look at me" lifting his chin up and looked into his eyes straight. "i dont want to admit at at first honestly but i like you too. i didnt know that you feel the same thing so i hid it, just like what you did" i smiled at him heartly and he engulfed me with his warm hug. "oh y/n/n, you have no idea i how i deeply wanted to hear those words from you" he whispered on my ear still hugging me and he kissed my forehead. "our moms gonna go crazy"
