When you had said that you wanted to cool off, you hadn’t meant it in a literal way. Now you regretted not grabbing your coat before you had headed outside and for storming off like that without thinking about the consequences. Because if there was one think you hated almost just as much as snow, then it was rain, and that was pouring down on top of you right at this second. Your hair got stuck against your head and your feet were making weird noises in your shoes as you continued to walk towards the school. Why hadn’t you put your umbrella in your bag like you usually did during this time of the year? Unless of becoming less angry with Baekhyun you only felt even more annoyed, blaming him for the fact that you were stuck in this situation. If he hadn’t been so annoying, if he hadn’t pretended as if you were just a child and you had nothing to say in this situation then you wouldn’t have been here right now. Maybe then you would be having a lovely breakfast right now, in peace, while you were finally able to get to know your teacher better. Who did he think he was? He didn’t have the right to talk to you like that, to pretend as if he knew everything about your life and as if you didn’t have anything to complain about. Of course you knew that you were supposed to be happy, that you were supposed to be thankful for all the money your family owned and for everything your parents had ever given to you. But the only things they had ever given you were material, and you had needed so much more than that as a child. You would have been much happier with a hug than with another expensive doll which you couldn’t share with anyone. You had never felt the love of a family, of someone who cared for you and wanted what was best for you. You wondered how you were ever supposed to know what it was like to have a relationship with anyone, since no one had ever given you an example. Though they weren’t even going to let you try and find out on your own, no they were going to settle you up with someone and they were just going to make you marry him. 

Would someone like Baekhyun ever understand what it was like to be you? He sounded like he thought the same thing as all the others did, as if you were a spoiled child who got everything she wanted, as if you were a girl who didn’t care about anything else than popularity and money. It was clear that he didn’t come from the same standards as you, otherwise what would he need that money for that your parents had promised him if he would marry you? Maybe he was angry at you because you were unhappy while you had everything, while he didn’t. A deep sigh left your lips and a shiver ran down your spine when lightning filled the morning sky, like the flash of a camera, only you had forgotten to smile. It didn’t seem like this morning could have started off any worse than it had. By the time you reached the gates you looked like a drowned cat, your hair was sticking against your face like snakes and you could have well have worn no make up at all because it had all washed off like you had been standing underneath a shower. In the hope to warm yourself up you crossed your arms over your chest, curing underneath you breath because you knew that you’d have to follow classes in your drenched clothes. Maybe Elena was able to lent you something until your stuff was dry again? “_____________, wait!” You groaned when you heard his voice coming from behind you and you quickly looked around to make sure if there wasn’t anyone who could see you two talking. But all the others students seemed to be smart enough to stay inside with this kind of weather, or at least to let their parents drive them. For a small second you considered it to just keep walking, but eventually you came to a stop and you turned around to see him running up towards you, an umbrella in his hand. Of course, he had been smart enough to prevent himself against this terrible weather, great. “Are you crazy? You’re soaked. You should have looked for a shelter.” Baekhyun said as his eyes scanned over you, but there wasn’t a single inch of you that wasn’t wet. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks warm up with a blush when he looked at you like that, as if you were a math problem he had to solve. 

No, you couldn’t act like this, you shouldn’t forget that you were angry at him because of what he said to you this morning. “And then what? I would have missed class if I hadn’t come straight over.” You explained, not that you would have cared so much about missing a class, or maybe two. But you knew how teachers thought about that matter, and you were sure that he wasn’t any different than the others. The rain drops were hitting down on the of the plastic he was now holding above your head, shielding you from getting even more wet. Well, that was the least he could do after getting you into this whole situation. “Let’s get you inside.” He muttered and grabbed a hold of your wrist so that he could tug you along. For a small moment the only thing you could do was think about how it felt to have his hand around your arm. You thought about the way his hands enclosed around your wrist, his grip firm but not too tight. His hand was really soft and his fingers were too long for your small wrists, but that didn’t stop him from pulling you through the big doors and pushing you into the nearest classroom, which wasn’t even his to begin with. As soon as the door closed behind you, you wiggled out of his grip and walked towards the radiator, hoping for the sake of your toes that it was on. “Listen to me Heeri, I don’t care if you get late if that means you’re taking care of yourself. This was a careless thing to do. You could get real sick because of this stunt.” He said while you laid both of your hands against the heating and felt how your fingers started to tingle. No words were needed, the look you sent him was enough to let him know that you weren’t buying his . Since when did he care about your health? “Well, I guess I could just call my parents and ask for them to make it all better right? I mean, that was what you were saying to me, weren’t you?” You said a