Cute
Do Opposites Attract?
*Hyo Jin's POV*
I walked out of the lobby of the grand building. It was still pouring outside and I watched as people ran to and fro from streets to sidewalks and from sidewalks to streets. Loud honks were heard as people tried to get home before catching a cold. I was surprised to see Kevin, waiting for me outside of the building standing underneath a thin glass attached to the side of the building, 15- 18 feet from the ground to avoid getting wet. His dyed blonde hair was slightly messy and damp from the occasional raindrops that flew in his direction because of the wing. He held his left hand out in the rain, watching the drops of rain tickle the tips of his fingers.
"Kevin!" He turns to look at me and smiles. "What are you doing here still?"
"It was pouring and I really didn't feel like going to the bus stop in such a heavy storm. I thought I might as well wait for you and for the storm to die down a bit." He answered as he withdrew his hand from the rain. He approached me and tugged at the zipper of my sweater to keep my shirt completely dry and to keep me warm. He gently pulled my hood up and over my head as I smiled.
"Well, the storm isn't going to die down any time soon. We should at least try to catch the last bus at least." I said, helping him pull his hood up. He took a look at his watch and shook his head.
"The bus just went past the nearest stop. It's too late. We should just take the taxi." He suggested and I shook my head.
"They charge more though. Especially at night or should I say rainy nights? So many people are taking it as of right now. In any rate, I'd be faster walking." I took a deep breath and let my right hand play in the rain while I braced myself for cold droplets of water to hit me. "We can still catch it if we run to the next stop. Are you ready?"
"I'm rather doubtful of this idea..." Kevin started to say. Kevin was the type of person to make responsible decisions and those decisions burdened him much. No matter how sick he'll get and no matter how sick I'll get, I'll never regret running in the rain. In this rain. Neither will he. I pulled him into the rain and ran like a mad lady, trying to catch the bus. As we made it to the bus stop, I could see the bus stopping harshly in front of the red traffic light and I continued to run, keeping a tight hold on his hand.
Halfway to the next bus stop, the traffic light turned green and the bus started up again, moving quickly against the slippery streets and started abruptly at the next bus stop. A few people were boarding the bus and I ignored the fact that were legs felt like jello and my pants... felt so tight. The doors to the bus closed and I sprinted the last few steps, screaming "wait!" and the bus stopped.
The bus opened its door and a few passengers glared at me. I made my way to the back, a bit intimidated from all the unfriendly glares being tossed around on the bus. Kevin made his way towards me, running his fingers through his wet blonde hair.
"We could've taken the taxi you know. Or we could've called for car service." He took a seat next to me as I struggled to catch my breath, shaking my head.
"They're more expensive though." I responded. "You're a fast runner." I smiled at him as I turned my head to look out the window. The ground was decorated with abandoned and broken umbrella which strangely irked me to see people being irresponsible.
"The track team wanted me to join, but I couldn't since being the student body president requires lots of time." Kevin returned my smile as I caught it from the reflection of the window.
"Do you like the rain?" I asked, watching the clear drops of water slide down the window.
"Not too much. It ruins my hair, has the potential of making me catch a cold, and it got my backpack wet." Kevin put his dark blue backpack onto his lap as he stared at it. I watched him for a bit as drops of water fell from his blonde hair onto the bridge of his nose.
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Kevin rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a pack of tissues, offering me one as I declined. The drops of water from my hair didn't bother me much since I loved rain very much, but I could tell that Kevin was uncomfortable with it. I stifled a laugh as I saw a piece of tissue stick to his cheek, refusing to get off. In return, I opened my backpack and pulled out a handkerchief and gently brushed the stubborn piece of tissue off as pulled back in surprise.
"Here. Tissues are a bit of a hassle at times. I think a handkerchief would work much better." I found myself getting involved in small talks with Kevin and as the bus pulled up to my stop, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"Bye! I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school!" I waved a quick good bye as I hopped off the bus and watched as Kevin waved at me from the inside of the bus as I stood outside the bus, smiling and waiting for the bus to leave. As soon as the bus leaves, I trudge my way to the apartment building I lived in.
*Author's POV*
Dong Ho stumbled a bit out of surprise as the door to the U-Kiss hangout flew open. Kevin and Kiseop were here already. Besides them, he couldn't possibly think of any other U-Kiss member who'd come early. Kevin wiped his nose as he looked up to see who was entering.
AJ.
"Oh...?" Dong Ho scratched his head and pulled the butterscotch flavored lollipop out of his mouth to address him. "Hyung, you're here early."
"Your point?" AJ asked leaning against a wall as Kevin made eye contact with him. Kevin smirked and leaned back on the chair.
"Don't tell me..." Kevin chuckled. "You came to hit on a girl?"
"I do not and I will not hit on girls. They fling themselves to me." AJ scoffed, feeling like his pride had taken a downfall. He stuck his hands in the pockets of his pants and walked out of the classroom.
*Hyo Jin's POV*
I bit my lip as I lugged the HUGE textbooks from the office to my locker, my arms aching already. A few strands of my straying dark brown hair fell onto my face and I blew at it, to keep it from irritating me as I made it to Homeroom.
The classroom was completely deserted and I dropped the textbooks on a desk, exhaling and dropped into a chair. The classroom door slid open and my first instinct was to turn to see who it was. It was 7:50 anyways.
By the classroom door was Kevin. Oh and my physics partner, Adam. Do Koreans prefer English names over Korean ones? Because I have no problem with my Korean name.
"Hyo Jin, did you get home safe last night?" Kevin took a seat next to me, smiling. I sent him a smile back and nodded.
"Of course! You very literally dropped me off at home. And... Sorry for the trouble last night." I winced as I remembered how I made Kevin run in the rain with me even though he was against it. "Running in the rain wasn't my best idea, but at least we caught the last bus." I smiled sheepishly and slumped down a bit, feeling a bit embarrassed with my actions last night.
"It wasn't any trouble. Running in the rain was fun." I couldn't understand how Kevin could continue to smile and it killed me inside. I was lost in my own thoughts until I heard Kevin cough. Kevin covered his mouth a bit with his elbow, coughing a bit and wiping his nose with a pack of tissues.
"You're not sick, are you?" My eyebrows furrowed together as I realized I was probably the reason for his coughs. Kevin let out a light laugh and shook his head.
"Allergies. There are still flowers here and there." I nodded as turned to take a look at my physics partner, who was undeniably staring at me. When my eyes met his, he smirked and turned away, pulling a chair out and taking a seat in the back by the lockers. Another cough sent my attention back to Kevin and I could make out beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Are you sure it's the allergies?" Kevin shifted in his chair as I touched his warm forehead lightly.
"I was running around before. Being the student body president requires a bit of running from place to place." He shot a look at his watch and turned back to me. "I'll be heading to the main office now to drop off some documents and I'll be right back." I nodded in understanding and watched as he left the room, picking up my textbooks to put them away. I headed to the lockers in the back of the classroom and one word popped into my mind.
Great.
"Can you move?" I asked. My arms were starting to feel numb under the weight of the textbooks. All I could focus on was keeping my arms intact and getting my textbooks into my locker. His smirk never left his face as his eyes met mine and it felt cold.
"I don't know. I can, but I don't know if I want to."
"May I get to my locker?" I mumbled, mentally cursing myself for not phrasing the question correctly. Really, all I could think about right now was how much my arms were trembling from these 'thin' and supposedly 'light' textbooks. I had to admit that I was slightly satisfied with the fact that my arms weren't on the ground next to my textbooks right now.
"What?" He leaned forward in his chair and I blew the random strands of hair blocking me, out of the way for who knows how many times. "I can't hear you." I bit my lip as the numbing pain in my arms turned into an actual one. I took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself to face him.
"May I get to my locker?" His lips were tugged into a smile with satisfaction as he remained seated for a few more excruciating seconds before getting up abruptly and shoving me into the surprisingly clean, white walls of the classrooms.
You can't blame me for admiring such clean walls. Back in America, obscene words and drawings covered the high school walls. The same went for the middle schoolers because by the time you reached 8th grade, you practically knew everything there was to life in general. As for the elementary schoolers, the walls were painted with crayola markers and boogers.
My arms relaxed as the textbooks fell out of my hands, but my muscles tensed as I thought of the possibly damaged and crinkled textbooks. His hands were grounded to the wall besides me and I guess you could say that I was trapped.
He leaned forward and I could feel his warm breath on my neck as I stayed still and tried to compose myself. This wasn't right. But I'm sure he has his reasons. After all, I have my reasons for fighting against my parents to come to Seoul. We were stuck in the same position for a minute or two, before I began to tilt my head in confusion and partially because I felt so stiff. I needed to stretch. As of right now, I was feeling too tense.
He moved his head so that he could make eye contact with me and smirked. I earnestly stared into his eyes and felt myself being tired out. It was only eight in the morning. For heaven's sake, I had no strength to deal with heavy textbooks and guys. But staring into his eyes, I could see a spark of something, maybe an urge? To ask me something?
He was definitely questioning something. But I didn't get very far until his voice broke my train of thoughts.
"Loving this view?" Was he mocking me? Nevertheless, my lips were tugged into a smile.
"That wasn't the type of question I was expecting you to ask." I murmured and he leaned closer to me.
"You're pretty smart, aren't you?" Another question that caught me off guard, but it heightened my curiosity. If these weren't the original questions that he wanted to ask... What did he want to ask? "The reason why you talk in such a soft voice is because you want me to come closer to you, right?"
The way he made his assumption... was funny. And he seemed to be so serious. The serious look was etched into his face and I couldn't help by laugh a bit.
"What?" His smirk turned into a frown.
"You're cute." I answered, referring to his questions. I found people who made funny assumptions and maintained a serious expression cute. No matter how outrageous their assumptions could be. Many of my friends were cute. Well, at least to me. "You remind me of those cartoon characters. So cute and funny."
*AJ's Pov*
A cartoon character? Wrong assumption? Isn't it just the truth? Cute? Me? I was far from cute and to be honest, I just can't do agyeo. And furthermore, I was dying of embarrassment.
I couldn't help but stare into her eyes as I reflected on myself. I hated doing this. I mean it. I hated it. But I have to make it a habit. Even after three years of doing it, I still get embarrassed. But these three years have also equipped me with the skills of an actor. Keeping a poker face wasn't too hard after a while. Her eyes were luring me in for some reason. Like I could trust her with my darkest secret and my worst memory. That she'll actually help me.
Before I could compute anything else, she gently pushed me away and bent down to pick up her books, whimpering when one of her textbooks had a creased page. I tossed her one last look before stalking out of the room, slamming the door shut. Mt breathing pattern turned back to normal once I left the classroom and my shoulders relaxed.
She obviously had something about her. To act as if the incident last night didn't matter in the least bit to her. Even the mark was gone. Make up? It had to be. What interested me more was that... it seemed as if Kevin, himself was interested in her.
I have to find Kevin.
Finding Kevin wouldn't be hard.
*Author's Pov*
Kevin let out another cough as he left the main office. He was about to walk off when someone walking in the halls, stopped in front of him. He looked up to see AJ smirking at him.
"You took her home last night?" Kevin let out another cough and stared at AJ, knowing that this more than a simple grudge and competition to him. "Ha. You even took the bus with her. And allergies? Don't bull me. You've never and will never be allergic to flowers. Are you becoming a love struck fool?" Kevin wiped his nose with a crumpled tissue and forced a smile onto his face despite the tension he was feeling.
"So what if I did?" AJ had the urge to frown as he heard Kevin's response. He wasn't even denying it. Let him rephrase that. He wasn't even trying to deny it. "So what if I'm becoming a love struck fool?"
"The last time I checked, you didn't live even close to her." AJ held up a cream colored folder which contained all of Hyo Jin's personal information and Kevin chuckled, taking the folder from him.
"The last time I checked, she wasn't your girl." Kevin's angelic facade stayed as AJ's tough facade was fading. With his hands in the front pockets of his pants, AJ stared down at Kevin. "You have no right to be so possessive with her." Kevin continued,a cold edge started to seep out from his voice.
"I have no right? Aren't you forgetting something, Pres?" AJ sneered, his hands turning into fists. "She's my game. Don't ever forget it was you that suggested that I take her up as game."
"And you took up on the suggestion? Wow," Kevin's voice was dripping with venom as he kept his angelic smile on for any student or teacher that happened to be walking past. "When has Kim Jaeseop ever been so obedient? Want me to give you another suggestion?" Kevin's eyes turned cold as he stared at AJ, the smile never leaving his face. "Instead of playing with girls, why don't you get a life and do something decent for once?"
At that moment, AJ had a strong urge to punch Kevin. Kevin was stepping on his pride and as far as anyone knew, Kevin would never do it. Was Kevin seriously insulting him, no- destroying him for a petty girl like Hyo Jin? They didn't have the closest and the best friendship, but they've been friends for six years and counting now. Along with the rest of U-Kiss. AJ was always used to getting his way. No one in U-Kiss had ever mocked or questioned what he did. So why now?
The sound of the bell ringing sent them back to reality. They were both at school and they didn't need to cause unnecessary trouble here. Kevin cleared his throat and the coldness left his eyes and his face in general. Kevin was walking past AJ and AJ snapped back into it and purposefully shoulder bumped Kevin to let Kevin know how hostile he was to him at the moment.
"Listen, if it wasn't for me. You wouldn't be the president of the school today." AJ whispered darkly. "If you're still my friend- no the same friend you were two years ago, you wouldn't meddle in my business. But it all comes down to what you suggested. Just remember one thing. Remember the one thing you said to me, Pres."
AJ continued his path down the hall, in the direction of homeroom as Kevin stood in the middle of the bustling hall as students swarmed past him and occasional girls squealed in his presence. Kevin closed his eyes and let out a sigh as he looked back at the disappearing figure of AJ and headed in the opposite direction to stop by the student council's room to grab a few things.
It would be a lie if Kevin had said he wasn't worried. He really was. He knew what AJ was trying to do and it involved his past. But did AJ really need to go as far as that?
On the flip side, it would be a lie if AJ said he wasn't agitated. He knew Kevin had better intentions but he was never going to get out of his hell-like past. Kevin knew it as well. Kevin- wasn't as smart as he was, but he was still smarter than the average human and also the idiot of students in this high school.
The two friends knew how much his player status meant to him.
Hyo Jin's broken heart would be the final touch to...
making Ha Eun fall for him.
*I finished another chapter and you don't know how sorry I am for not updating this story for almost three months. I didn't intend for things to get so... intense this quickly. And I was kind of hesitating when I wrote about the argument. I didn't want innocent Kevin to be so... mean. o.o
I hope this chapter made up for the crappy seven chapters I wrote. Honestly, these two months allowed me to read other stories around here and I realized why other stories were so much more interesting. The language and the way the stories were structured. So for any other readers out there, please leave a comment on how I could improve.
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