전 정국 • ARRANGED MARRIAGE TO MY BULLY

AMTMB :: 002

"we'll see you tonight, sweetie. your father and i will pick you up from school."
"alright, mom. i'll see you guys later. love you," ahyeong said, grabbing her bag from chohee's chair.
"love you, too, honey. bye."

ahyeong and chohee got into chohee's car and were off to school.

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"so do you know what comapny you're meeting tonight with your parents?" jimin asked.
jungkook shook his head no, sighing, "i don't even want to go. i hate going to these dinners. they always talk about business and i'm just sitting there," he whined. jimin chuckled, "you'll get used to it. i hated it, too," jimin said, patting jungkook's back.
Taehyung walked over, his hands in his pockets.

"you dyed your hair again?" jimin asked, ruffling the males hair. taehyung nodded, "yep. you like the blue?" taehyung asked, pushing jimin's hand away but then suddenly touching his own hair.
"looks great," jimin said, "but you look like a blueberry."
"a handsome blueberry," jungkook added, chuckling. taehyung gently punched the two.

"hey, look. it's ahyeong," jimin said, looking over at the girl about to walk past.
"wonder where chohee is. she's always with her," taehyung said, looking around for the other female. jimin cocked a brow.

"hey, missy," jungkook said, leaning his body over to her.

"three more months, three more months, three more—" ahyeong mumbled to herself. jungkook grabbed her arm, pulling her back, "three more months before what?" he asked, his eyes sparkling his interest.
"three more months until i'm free of your annoying face," ahyeong spat. jungkook's brows raised, his eyes getting wide, "look who's so ready to get away," he chuckled. he smiled, caressing ahyeong's cheek and pushing her loose hair back behind her ear. ahyeong shook her head, stepping back from jungkook.

    "don't touch me," ahyeong hissed, turning around and walking away.

jimin and taehyung walked up behind jungkook, "what was that?"
    "you've never touched her like that before," taehyung said, grabbing a hold on his backpack strap. jungkook shrugged, scrunching his face. the first bell rang and the three went to class together.

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    ahyeong closed her locker, then leaned her forehead against it, sighing out loud.

    "what the hell am i even supposed to wear for tonight," she whispered, taking her head off the locker and heading to her class. the one class she hated the most because jungkook, jimin, and taehyung were all in that class together. it was the worst class of the day.

    "good morning, ahyeong. you'd better get to class before the second bell rings," seokjin said. he was the founder and principal of the school.
    "yes, mr. kim. i'm going right now," ahyeong said, bowing. she rushed off.

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    "i wish we didn't have to do this," mrs. park said, scrolling through her gallery, looking at the pictures of ahyeong from when she was a baby. mr. park hugged his wife from behind, "this was planned before she was born. this is how we keep the company thriving," he said.
    "yes, i understand," mrs. park replied, turning off her phone and turning around to face her husband. he gave her a peck on the lips and they were back in the office, talking to the others.

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    "why aren't you eating?" chohee asked, dropping her tray on the table. she sat down after.
    "i'm just not hungry," ahyeong replied, drawing invisible circles on the table. jungkook walked by, placing his tray in front of ahyeong.