Genre: fluff, school Requester: ThurCraz

 

 

No Minwoo; some arrogant jerk I had the misfortune to meet, and all due to my best friend having a huge crush on some guy called Lee Jeongmin - whoever he is. I try not to get involved with those troublemakers anyway. They weren’t the ‘kingkas’, no way. They weren’t the golden boys of this school, but I guess the bad boy image attracted all the naïve female students to them. Not me.   And I guess that’s why he followed me around so much. Every lunchtime he’d come over, trying to get me to ‘confess my unconditional love’ for him. Pssht, as if. I wasn’t free from him in my lessons either; he was my History partner, which meant more nagging, flirting and more arrogant remarks. To which I ignored. It was exactly the kind of thing I hated; over-confidence. “You know, you look less ugly when you don’t smirk.” I commented, scrunching my nose up at his flirtatious smirk. “Are you by any chance saying I’m good looking when I don’t?” he questioned, raising and eyebrow. “No. You’re delusional.” I answered coldly. He rolled his eyes and stood up from his seat.   “Don’t be so rude, cranky.” He teased, sniggering at the end. I picked up my bag to leave. “Ooh, you’ve even got me a nickname, I must be special.” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. He stood up, taking hold of my wrist in his strong hand. “We should get going before the bell rings. Wouldn’t want our star student to be late to class now, would we?” he smirked again. I scoffed in annoyance and pulled my wrist away from him. “Well aren’t you caring?” I joked.   Me and Minwoo arrived at the classroom only a few minutes before the teacher arrived at the class. The teacher immediately began to talk about what we’d work on in this lesson. Minwoo tapped my shoulder. I rolled my eyes and whispered sharply. “What?” he tapped his finger on my pencil. “Could you lend me a pencil please, cranky?” he asked. I glared at the use of his nickname for me. I handed him a pencil anyway, making sure to pink out the girliest one. I smirked as he stared at the pencil in horror. “Now class, originally I was going to make you all write an essay for this term, but as I was planning the lesson I decided it’d be better for you to do a presentation in pairs instead.” I raised my hand, glancing over at Minwoo in disgust. “Mrs Shin? Do we get to choose the pairs?” Mrs Shin shook her head, gesturing to Minwoo. “You will be working with your seating partners.” I groaned and slumped my head down on the desk in frustration. I was just about done with this jerk.   Poke. Poke. Just ignore it, Diana, just ignore it. Poke. Poke. Just endure it a little while longer. Poke. Poke. Poke. I snapped m