CIP CIP CIP

 

Yeah, that stupid bird wakes me up again. Actually that birds aren't stupid. But me. Yup. I'm stupid.

 

i'm in school now. Now i have to thanks to those stupid bird because wokes me up, if they don't then now i can't be on class. Yeah, just another boring day on school. My school? Not very special. I keep sit on my desk with my headphone on. Keep listening to one song, the song that my favorite also the one that i hate the most. Okay let's forget it. 

 

I hate school. Why? well it's a long story for me. But as you can see by yourself, school . Learning all stuff that actually not really important, listening to some bipolar teachers, fake friends everywhere, and now? why are they so loud? it makes my head feel dizzy. Ugh i hate it.

 

kriiiiinggg

 

Finally the bell's ringing, those 'friends' sit on their desk properly and the class suddenly become quite. Finally. I remove my headphone when the teachers coming, it's Mr. Bipo. That's what the class call him. He says hello then keep talking stuf-that-you-don't-wanna-to-hear. All of my 'friends' don't listen to him and keep busy by themself until he say,

 

"Today this class will have a new family". 

 

"New student?" someone ask and the teacher's nod.

"Namja or... yeoja?" someone that.. well you can call him a bad boy, ask with a smirk and some laugh from his gang.

Mr. Bipo knock his table to keep silent, then tell 'someone' that in front of the class to come in.

 

The door's open and he/she's coming in.

 

I don't pay attention to 'that person', just laying my head to the desk trying to sleep. Even tough i close my eyes, i can hear some of my yeoja 'friends' keep whispering 'kyeopta!' 'handsome!' 'i hope he don't have a girlfriend' while the boys keep sigh and try to sleep like i did. 

 

so that person is a namja huh?

 

As i know that he was a namja, i don't even care. What's on my mind is 'another bad boy'. He start to introduce himself, 

"Hello guys, my name is Nichkhun Buck Horvejkul but you can call me just Nichkhun....."

 

Nichkhun? such a weird name.

 

"Okay, now you can sit... next to Kim Do Hee." 

i freeze for a second... next to me? Well actually i don't care where he's going to sit, but.. next to me? You must be kidding me.

And now that annoying yeoja 'friends' start to whisper 'jinja? next to ms. mute?'.

Ms. Mute, yep that's what how they call me. No i'm not really mute. I talk. I talk when i have to. Oh, and also i don't have friends. It because i don't want any not because no one wants me. 

 

He walk to me then sit right next to me. Some yeoja keep asking him and try to get his attention. But it's not my problem.

 

"Kim.. Do Hee?" 

 

i open my eyes and stare at him which looks like a glare trough my glasses, my eyes say 'what?' 

 

He smile, an extremely flirt (for me) smile. "Hi, nice to meet you." 

 

i keep stare at him like 'so what?' then close my eyes again, try to sleep again. What a sleep interrupt.

 

*after school* 

 

Finally i can leave this hell. I try to put on my headphone back...

"Kim Do Hee!" 

i turn. 

"Are you going to go home?"  he ask. With his bright smile and his round eyes. It's Nichkhun.

i look at him like 'what do you think? babo.'

i don't answer him, just keep on my walk while i put on my headphone and click play on my iPod screen.

"Oh, you like 'Kiss The Rain'??" he ask with that excited face. I keep walk.

 

"You still remember him?"

 

i stop. 

 

"You still love him?"

 

i turn.

 

"You still hope that he'll back?"

 

i glare.

 

"What are you talking about? i don't......"

 

 

"He's gone."

 

 

 

 

 

Hello~ well i'm new in here and this is my first fanfic that i post on here. well.. is it bad? actually sorry for the grammar and things like that -_- I hope you like it and don't forget to leave comment! if you like it, i'll continue it~ kkk btw my main fandom are elf exotic and pris. But i'm into all~ oh and also, the picture (if it uploaded) it's not mine! so credit to the one that make it ^^ Annyeong~ :D