Chapter 13
The Presidential Son: Senior Year
Your POV
“This is enough right?” I nodded as Chunji entered the library. He gave me a nod.
“Then, I’ll be going back now.” I gave him a wave and he patted my shoulder.
“What?”
“Take care of this ice prince, okay?”
I grinned.
“Let’s go. I don’t want to be late.” L.joe hollered.
Chunji grinned and nodded towards him.
Narrator’s POV
Myungsoo looked up and saw Haerin passing by again with one guy now.
He sighed as he turned the volume up of his mp3 player.
“I think we should run, Byunghun, we’re going to be late.” Haerin said, catching up to him.
“Do it yourself.”
“Grumpy.” Haerin grumbled and pushed his shoulder lightly before running, L.joe shook his head and looked at his retreating figure with a smile.
Woohyun bit his lip worriedly as he looked at the glass hallways and back to his friend.
“I’m sure they’re just friends.” He nodded.
“No one asked you, hyung.” L hissed.
The class just ended, students rapidly went out of the room. Haerin was still arranging her books.
L.joe stood up and looked at her.
“A---re you—going home now?” He asked after a long time of thinking.
“Y-eah.” Haerin blinked at him confusedly. L.joe gave her a curt nod and left.
As soon as L.joe was out of the room, he cursed himself mentally.
“Are you going home?! Really, Lee Byunghun?!”
“What a stupid question.” He hissed under his breath.
Well, there goes one of the most notorious gangster in Seoul.
Haerin picked up her bag and walked to the doors, then she felt someone grabbed her waist and pushed her to the wall.
Then she realizd it was just Myungsoo, his face was so close to hers.
“I’m giving you ten seconds to explain.”
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