new student
This is a crazy little thing!
So, yeah. I was right.
Kyuhyun and his friends tortured Siwon.
After that, Siwon threatened me that he'll have his revenge.
And I dont really care.
"Class, this is so frustrating but we have another new student.." the teacher announced.
"Another one?" Suzy asked.
I wasn't really paying attention because I'm really bored.
"Come in" the teacher told the new student.
"Annyeong saeyo, I'm Cheondung and I'm IU's fiancé" my eyes widened when I heard that.
I looked up to see the freaking Cheondung smirking at me!
"WHAT THE HELL!" I hissed and everyone was surprised.
"Yah. IU, is it him?" Jiyeon asked while I was eating.
And I nodded and forcing my anger at the food I'm eating.
"YAH. If you dont want to eat that, give me. Have mercy on the food" Suzy said and I sighed.
"Ugh. I really hate my mom right now" I said.
I was so angry that I didn't noticed Kyuhyun.
"What's up?" he asked as he sat with his friends on our table.
"Cheondung transferred" Suzy said and I kicked her again.
"OW! That hurts IU!" she groaned.
"Really? I know my brother wont lose to me" he said and I looked at him with full of curiousity.
"You seem curious huh? Well, Cheondung and Sandara are my step siblings. When my dad died, my mom married their dad. Cheondung always doesn't want to lose to me, when I got to be the top of the shool, he tried to beat me. For short, he's always second place. Just like in dramas" he explained and took a sip of juice.
"So, what your saying is, he wants to marry me because of you?" I asked and he nodded.
"Ugh. What am I going to do then?" I asked and he shrugged his shoulders.
"Yah. What kind of boyfriend are you?" I snapped and he smirked.
I looked at everyone at our table and they have the look saying just-admit-that-you-like-him-already.
He put his shoulders around me.
"Dont worry, I'm not going to lose you" he said and everyone was like "Yiiiiieeeee"
The bell rang and I was relieved because my heart was thumping really fast.
And I felt my face getting really red.
The class went on and on.
Same old routine, BORING.
I couldn't concetrate on class because I kept thinking of Kyuhyun.
Argh. Why did he have to be so sweet?
And so handsome. Hehehe.
WHAT THE-- WHAT AM I THINKING?!
Stop this Lee Ji-eun.
This isn't like you.
I snapped out of my thoughts when someone threw a crumpled paper at my face.
I searched for who it was and no one seems suspicious.
I grabbed the paper and opened it.
"Lets meet later and I'll consider stopping the engagement -cheondung?" I read and looked at him.
He was smirking.
"Should I go? I should and tell him to stop the freaking marriage" I thought.
At the end of the class I waited for Cheondung and some black expensive car stopped in front of me.
The window rolled down and I saw Cheondung gesturing me to go inside.
"Where are we going?" I asked as I went inside the car.
"Eat." he said simply.
It was awkward on the way to this expensive looking restaurant.
And guess what? The two of us are the only people in this restaurant.
Well, except for the staffs.
"Yah. Dont tell me you..." he cut me off when he laughed.
"Yes. I rented this whole place for the two of us.." he said.
"Tch. Rich people" I murmured.
"What?" he asked and I just smiled forcefully.
"So, lets get straight to the point. Can you stop the engagement?" I said.
And he shook his head.
"You have to ask nicely" he said and smirked.
I smiled widely.. okay, obviously forced.
"Please.. Stop the marriage cheodung-ssi" I said and he laughed.
When he calmed down, he looked at me with a serious face.
"No." he said simply and I glared at him.
"YAH! You promised!" I yelled and he laughed again.
This guy is pissing me off.
"I didn't promise anything.." he said and the butler went to our table with wine.
"I'm going to the bathroom first" I said as I gritted my teeth.
When I went back to our table, Cheondung was acting suspicious.
I took a sip of the wine and it tasted weird.
"Why does this wine taste weird?" I asked him and I felt really sleepy.
I looked at him and he was smirking.
"You---" I pointed at him then.... BLACK.
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