I rest my head on the desk, with tears slowly flow down my cheeks.I shut my eyes tightly.The words that he just spilled just now, succesfully made my heart shattered into pieces. My whole body ached. I'm so exhausted because I only had the chance to sleep for 2 hours. Minutes after, I fall asleep. Not bothered with Jungkook who is yelling, mad at me like he's insane. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Turning the doorknob and open the door, the first thing I see is Jungkook standing thereㅡ couple steps away from me, admiring the view from the rooftop. "Jungkook-ah!" I greet. He turns around to face me but his expression is not as happy as mine. "Jungkook-ah..Saengil chutka hamni-" "Let's break up!" "Huh?" °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Kim Yoona's life was miserable. She had no one left to call family after her parents died in a car accident. Had no friends to lend her the shoulder to lean whenever she's walking through her dark times. School? Was like a living hell to her. She has been bullied most of the times by the one and only, Jeon Jungkook. The boy who basically had everything he wants, Jeon Jungkook is living his best life along with his bunch of great friends and a pretty hot girlfriend. Not to mention he's also super rich and was blessed with the handsome face that basically melted all girls' hearts away. And he also had one thing that he loves to do whenever he's at schoolㅡ making Yoona's life even miserable. No one knows why did he hate her with passion when all she did was breathing. He had promised himself, to make sure that Yoona is not going to survive the high school peacefully. And that he had to ruin her everytime he got the chances to do so.

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

I was put with a girl for seven months as an experiment; an experiment to see if time spent with a person of opposite gender will gradually make both sides fall in love. Nonsense, I say. But is it really? ||updated daily|| [cover by @Darkness_Phoenix]

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