Just wanted to give you some information about the story! :)

When I'm writing like this in a sentence, for example: "Wae?" I will write in Korean first and then continue the sentence with an '/' to translate the sentence for those who don't understand Korean (me:) ) or those who doesn't want to read in Korean (my Korean won't be perfect since I'm still learning and don't know that much, so I'm apologising if the sentences are just well bad) when I've written '/' I will write the English translate (AGAIN :) my translate won't be perfect since the most of it is done in well google translate, sorry :) But I hope you will enjoy anyways) They will ONLY speak in Korean if the style isn't different, more explaining down. But just to be clear, they are NOT speaking in English and Korean when I'm writing in this style.

If I'm writing in this someone is talking English (I will introduce you to that person soon :) but not in this chapter I think. If you want to you can guess who it is)

If I'm writing in this it means I'm emphasizing something

And if I'm writing like this in the whole sentence it means it's a thought.

Okay, think I got it all covered. Comment if you have any questions and I will answer them in the next chapter :)

Park Jinyoung, an average guy if you'd asked him. If you asked others they would tell you all about how hot, handsome and cute the other is. How his dark brown bangs are lying so naturally just above his eyes, or how his dark orbs to eyes can take you to another world if you stare long enough. How he's so caring and nice yet nobody uses him against himself, or how he smiles so brightly. How he gets wrinkles by his eyes when he smiles or how he seems to shine in a way that makes you want to be close. Park Jinyoung was just an average guy if you'd asked him.

The ringing from my alarm woke me up to a rainy Monday. I groaned into my pillow and turned over so I was facing the ceiling. I got lost in my thoughts on how I wish today would be like, quiet. I didn't have many friends in school although I had one, Im Jaebum. We had been best friends since we could remember, even tough he was a year older it didn't stop him from hanging with me every chance he got.

"Aish, Jinyoung ah! Sigan kkaeeohagi!/ Aish, Jinyoung ah! Time to wake up!" The sound of my mother's voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I groaned again before turning off my alarm. I slowly sat up taking in my room's environment with my sleepy eyes as I lightly rubbed them to try to get the sleep out from them. My room had blue walls with parkett flooring in a nice light brown color. I had a study desk across my bed and a bureau, and that was it. 

"Joesonghabnida! Naega ganda!/ Sorry! I'm coming!" My voice sounds a little muffled as I'm pulling a shirt over my head. When I'm done dressing I stare at a picture on my desk and I slowly make my way up to it. I pick it up with trembling hands and I caress the frame with my thumb.

"Jib-e god appaga dol-aonda/ Come back home soon dad" My voice trembles and cracks at the end and a tear fall down and lands on the framed pictured in my hands. I wipe it away and then wipe away the tears from my cheeks, I carefully put the picture down and makes my way downstairs. My mom is standing in the door frame to the kitchen, probably waiting for me. She smiles fondly at me while I make my way up to her and kiss her cheek.

"Dangsin-eun joh-eun sumyeon iss-eossnayo?/ Did you have a good sleep?" She asks as I take a step back to gaze into her eyes. I smile at her reassuringly and take her small hands in mine, squeezing them as I answer.

"Naneun dangsin-ege eomma gamsa anh-assda. Eotteohge jinae?/ I did, thank you, mom. How are you?" I ask as I notice bags under her eyes and how tired she looks. She laughs at my question and ruffles my hair with one of her hands.

"Ah, Jinyoung-ah nan gwaenchanh-a./ Ah, Jinyoung-ah I'm fine."

"Joh-a da-eum eomma. Ttae abeojiga jib-eulo dol-a ol geos-ida?/ Okay, then mom. When will dad come back home?" Her smile fades slightly at my question and a few tears make their way down her cheeks. I quickly hug her mumbling apologies, she returns the hug and reassures me that it's fine. I break the hug after a few minutes and tell her that I need to go to school. I bow and apologize again but she just smiles, ruffles my hair and telling me to hurry.

I'm walking to school with my head down, eyes glued on the ground. I'm thinking on how sad my mom was this morning and I mentally scold myself for asking about my dad. He had gone to some business trip I think and he hadn't come back yet, even tough it was a few years ago he went, it's not until I taste something salty on my lips as I notice that I'm crying. Suddenly my body collides with something and I fall to the ground on my . 

"Aish, naegaganeun gos naneunjuuihaeya/ Aish, I should watch where I go" I silently scold myself. I look up from the ground and that is when I notice that I actually collided with another person, but not just anybody else. It was my crush.

She had long brown hair that flowed perfectly belowed her shoulders, she had pink, big plump lips and dark brown eyes. She was perfect. I blushed and hurried to my feets extending one of my hands for her so that she could get up. She gave me a small smile as she stood up. She pulled her hand away as soon as she was on her feets again and I tried not to let it bother me.

"Annyeonghaseyo!/ Hello!" I happily greeted her and couldn't help but smile to her.

"Oh, annyeonghaseyo./ Oh, hello." Her voice sounds unsure like she doesn't know what do to next, my brain doesn't seem to want to function as I'm just standing there, staring at her while smiling like an idiot.

"Umm...Annyeong.../ Umm...Goodbye..." She starts to turn around and when she has her back facing me my brain starts to function again and I do the first thing that pops up in my mind, I grab her wrist stopping her from moving away from me.

"Aniyo! Gaji maseyo!/ No! Don't go!" I curse at myself for sounding so needy and desperate, she looks geniunly surprised as she turns around with my hand still on her wrist.

"Wae?/ Why? I remove my tight grip from her wrist to scratch the back of my neck, a nervous habbit of mine, my face reddening as I'm anwsering.

"Umm, jal...Naneun niga joh-a/ Umm, well...I like you" I confess and as soon as the words are out of my mouth she looks at me with something I would call pity.

"Jinyoung-ah, naneun joh-eun namja-e gwansim-i anieyo/ Jinyoung-ah, I'm not interested in good boys" She says it softly but no matter how gently she turns me down it still breaks my heart.

"Mueos-eulhaey ahabnikka?/ What do I have to do?" I curse at myself again, why do I have to sound so desperate and needy? I don't look her in the eyes I don't dare to see her pity me.

"Dangsin-i neomu nappeun doel su iss-eum boyeojwo/ Show me you can be bad too" Her words surprise me as I thought she would say that there's nothing I can do. I look at her face shocked, she smiles a little at my shocked face but it goes away when I open my mouth.

"Guege daya?/ That's all?" Okay, I'll admit it. I'm not good with girls and I'm actually surprised she's been talking to me this long without running away screaming. Okay fine, they don't usally do that. I don't usally talk to people exept JB.

"Jinyoung-ah..." She dosn't want to anwser me, she probably thinks I can't be bad. That's probably why she said it in the first place, but it dosn't matter to me. I'm gonna win her heart if it so is the last thing I'll do I vow to myself.

"Guege daya?/ That's all?!" I raise my voice little, I need to hear her say it. I need to hear that I have at least a tiny shot at making her mine.

"Ne...Guege daya/ Yes...That's all" She anwsers me with an sight, she looks at me with tired eyes and I feel a little bad for her. She looks so tired and here I come aimbushing her, okay not really aimbushing her. I mean, it wasn't like I ran her down on purpose!

"Joh-a gueleom, naega neomu nappeun doel su iss-eum-eul boyeojubnida!/Okay then, I will show you that I can be bad too!" I beame at her and she chuckles slightly at my silliness.

She takes a closer look at my face and I avoid her gaze. I sneak a glance at her way and see's that her gaze has softned.

"Great, now she thinks I'm a crybaby"

"Jinyoung-ah, d-dangsin-eun u-u-ulgo iss-eossnayo?/ Jinyoung-ah, h-have y-y-you been crying?" Her gaze is soft and she takes a few steps to me. I rapidly shake my head while wiping my cheeks.

"Jinyoung-ah dangsin-eun uljihanda/ Jinyoung-ah you shouldn't cry" She slowly lifts her arm and caresses my chin, rubbing it softly with her thump before she moves up so that she can wipe away my tears. She my cheek carefully while gazing into my eyes.

"Jinyoung, dangsin-i uljihanda, geulaeseo dangsin-eun aleumdawoyo./ Jinyoung, you're beautiful so you shouldn't cry." She sighs before continuing."Hajiman dangsin-eun jeongmal nal wonhaneun gyeong-u dangsin-eul meomchuji anh-eul geos-ibnida, hajiman dangsin-eun dangsin-i aleumdaun geol al-ay ahanda/ But if you really want me I won't stop you, but you should know that you're beautiful."

"Gomabseubnida noona/Thank you noona" I rapidly walk away from her, I can't stand there as my crush see's me cry. She will think I'm weak and a crybaby.

As I'm continuing walking to school I'm starting to think on how I'm gonna be bad, to get my crush's heart. That's when I see him, he's wearing ripped skinny jeans and a black long sleeved sweater. I can practically see how all of the girls fainting because of him. 

Mark Tuan the heartbreaker and player of the school. Everybody knew who he was and how he was yet it didn't stop them from sleeping with him and then compain that he didn't call them or accuse him of cheating, which by the way is impossibe since no one ever dated him anyways, when they saw him with another girl or dude. Because Mark Tuan din't really care what gender he slept with as long as you were good. Mark Tuan is as bad as you can get and I groan inwards at the thought of him and me being together, with him teaching me how to be bad.

Was it really worth it? But I almost instantly shook my head at the thought, of course she was worth it. I would do anything for her, even if it meant asking the biggest player in the school to teach you something. I walked in through the schooldoors and unintentionally I stared at Mark the whole time without noticing, I even missed the smirk he sent me as I walked to my locker. 

When the first bell ringed signaling that the first class soon started, I went to an free school which meant that I went to the classes I wanted to and had exams if I wanted to. As I was a bit of an nerd I went to all of the classes and took all of the exams. But not today, today was gonna be the first time I skipped a class, all because of her. No not her, because of Mark, I don't even know if it is Mark's fault but since I need someone to blame I might as well blame it on him.

I went to find and when I did, he was sitting on a bench in a hallway fippling with his phone with tired eyes. I just walked up to him snatched his arm and dragged him to the closest janitor's closet. Once inside I got surprised as my body was slammed onto the door and a pair of lips crashed into my own. I gasped at the feeling and as soon as I did someone, or more like Mark shoved his tounge inside my mouth exploring my wet cavern. By remembering that this was Mark, Jinyoung bite the elders toungue and shoved him off himself while glaring at the other. 

"Dodaeche guege mueos-ibnikka?!/ What the hell was that?!" Jinyoung shouted at the blonde as the other shouted.

"Wae did you nae hyeoleul mulji?!/ Why did you bite my toungue?!"

They both glared at the other and Jinyoung had supress the feeling of hitting the playboy with something very hard. He placed the both of his hands on his hips and scoffed.

"Naneun dangsin-ege mwongaleul mul-eo, hajiman jigeum-eun dangsin-i naleul ileohge geolob hi boneun geoyeossseubnida. Chalali tong-gwa./ I was gonna ask you something, but now seeing you harass me like this. I rather pass." I glare at the boy infront of me and he smirks at me.

"Sip-eo geu gyeong-ue geugeos-eul dasi hal?/ Wanna do it again in that case?" I'm surprised that he spoke in perfect korean as it seemed that his korean wasn't that good before, or he had just used that line so many times that he could say it perfectly now.

"Nan geunyang dangsin-ege butaghago sip-eun bwa/ Look, I just want to ask you a favor" He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned in dangerously close to my lips.

"Geuligo dangsin-eun kkwae sonyeon mueos-eulhaeya/ And what could you need pretty boy?" I slowly took a step back and gulped nervously.

"Eolmana nappeun il-eul galeuchyeo/ Teach me how to be bad" He raised his eyebrows in confusion but it turned into a cocky smirk.

"Fine, meet at my house tomorrow by noon pretty boy" He leaned in and captured my lips in a soft and gently kiss before he walked out through the door. I touched my lips and think to myself "What had I walked into now?"