I could feel my back beginning to ache from the combination lock directly hitting it as I was currently pushed up against the wall by the stupid boy—Daehyun. He was staring right into my eyes with a hint of irritation in them while his hands were gripping onto my wrist rather tightly. At first I was trying to get out of his grip, but after realizing I was so weak compared to Daehyun, I instantly gave up and decided to simply have him speak. 

     “Why do you keep ignoring me?”

     “Why not?” The grip on my wrists grew tighter and I wanted to let out a small wince because it was beginning to really hurt. 

     “You’ve been acting really weird, Youngjae-ah,” he said in frustration to which I simply rolled my eyes. “Why?” 

     I glared at him, thinking about everything that had happened today.

— A few hours ago —

     Since Daehyun hadn’t showed up at all yesterday, I had actually thought he wasn’t going to be here today as well. As usual, I had met with Kyungsoo at his locker with Jongin (not surprising at all that he was there) right next to him. While Kyungsoo was telling me about his parents winning a few fishes, I was constantly looking around the hallway in case Daehyun would show up. Even though I knew he wouldn’t be here, I was still a little bit unsure about myself. 

     “—so when I get home, they’re going to be cooking it,” Kyungsoo said before shutting his locker with a loud bang. 

     “That’s nice,” I said, barely listening to what he was talking about. Kyungsoo must’ve noticed right away because the next thing I knew, I was slapped in the back of my head. “Ow!” I rubbed at the injured part while glaring at the short boy. “What the hell was that for?”

     “Uh, because you didn’t listen to my story,” he stated as a matter of fact. Jongin had just kept quiet as the two of us continued bickering. “Anyway, why are you looking around? You look like you’re getting ready to run away from the police or something.”

     “Well, you can say Daehyun is the police.”

     “What?” At that moment, I was about to sprint away when I had seen Daehyun, but then I realized it was someone else. I took a few glances at Kyungsoo.

     “Um, what were we talking about?”

     “Oh, you know. How you’re ually frustrated because of Daehyun,” he stated sarcastically to which I glared at him. That wasn’t funny.

     “Okay, whatever. I’ll see you guys later,” I said before walking away, not listening to Kyungsoo’s shouting. 

     There was still a few more minutes until school would start so I decided to head to the school’s courtyard. Once there, I sat on one of the tables where I brought my hands to my cheeks while staring at the blue sky. I just wanted to go home; no. Not home, but somewhere like the countryside where my grandmother (from my mother’s side) lived at. My grandfather had passed away when I was about ten and my aunts and uncles all lived somewhere else so my grandmother ended up living by herself. It always made me sad when I would think about it because year-by-year she would be getting older and it would be more complicated for her to do many things on her own. I remember there was a time when I had asked my parents if I could spend Christmas with her, but they instantly objected, saying stuff like, “Why would you want to spend it with her? It would only be the two of you and you wouldn’t even have a decent dinner nor presents to open.” That was all a lie, though, because my grandmother always had something to give me whether it was Christmas or not and her cooking was always the best; the taste had this homey and loving feeling to it and I never had that feeling when I would eat my mother’s cooking. Maybe my parents, especially my mother, disliked her if they were able to say rude things like that. However, I didn’t care what my parents thought of my grandmother. My grandmother was the most wonderful person I had ever been with and I hate that I can’t be with her all the time.

     At the thought of my grandmother, I let out a small sigh. My eyes felt rather watery, but I shrugged them off as I heard that one voice quickly approaching me. I wiped my eyes with my hands and slightly turned around to spot no other than Daehyun. He began to run and on cue, I got up and ran to the other direction. No way was I going to encounter Daehyun early in the morning! While I was running as fast I could, I kept hearing loud shouts of my name from Daehyun, but I ignored them. Daehyun had to get away from me.

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     Lunch time had come by quickly and I was excited to finally get my break because I was exhausted from my previous class. So much to remember and I honestly was not looking forward to that. 

     As I entered the crowded cafeteria, I let out a small yawn before that one voice was heard and I looked around before random arms pinched my waist. I ended up yelping really loud which got some people around me to glance and most likely question me. The voice I was trying to ignore began to laugh and I turned around to glare at Daehyun. He was seriously dying of laughter and I rolled my eyes at him. Then the thought hit me and I had let Daehyun continue with his laughing spree while I sprinted away, out of the cafeteria. Once again, my name was being yelled out loud, but I ignored it as I ran out to the courtyard where there was a few people. I took in a load of breath because I was running so much and my body could not handle at all, but it was worth it if I lost Daehyun. Since I had nothing to do, I simply walked around the courtyard with my hands in my pant pockets. 

     My friends were probably wondering where I was, but I was not going to risk going back inside the cafeteria only to see Daehyun again. No, thank you! Oblivious to everything, I hadn’t noticed a presence in back of me so when I turned around to walk the other direction, the stupid boy was right there with a smirk plastered on his face. I gasped along with a small shriek before scurrying away from Daehyun when my wrist was grabbed. I almost fell, but Daehyun kept me in balance before grabbing my shoulder and turning me to face him. He tilted his head to the side and I looked away from him. 

     “Youngjae-ah, are you ignoring me on purpose?” I ignored his question and looked at his hand on my wrist. 

     “Can you let go of my wrist, please?” He pulled on my wrist and I tried to pull out, but his grasp was tightly on my wrist. 

     “Not until you tell me why you’re ignoring me on purpose.” I rolled my eyes at his annoying questions and looked up at him with a glare. 

     “I’ll tell you if you let go of my wrist,” I said to which Daehyun sighed and let go. “Thank you. Now,” I opened my mouth before pointing a finger at him and Daehyun was looking intently with rather big eyes when I dropped my hand and began to run passed him. I had no other choice than to go back in the building since the courtyard had no good hiding spot and it was literally in front of me. My best choice was to run into the boys restroom and I went into one of stalls, locking it before leaning on the door. God, I was literally dying of air at the moment and I really wanted water. I ed my jacket before taking it off and placing it on my shoulder. Why was it so hard to run away from someone? Soon enough, I heard footsteps and I quickly kept silent, shutting my eyes for no apparent reason. The stall next to me had suddenly shut and I let out a sigh of relief when I realized it was someone wanting to do their business. There was a few odd noises coming from the stall, but I shrugged it off and decided to turn around so my face could touch the stall door. I knew it was gross since other people have touched the door stall, but I didn’t care at that point. I was dying from not only lack of air, but how hot it was at the moment. The stall door was rather cool against my cheek. 

     “Youngjae-ah, what are you doing?” I widened my eyes at that voice and took my face away from the door before looking up. Daehyun smiled mischievously at me while waving. His arms were propped on the barrier between our stalls and I gaped at what he was doing. “Ah! Hold up,” he said before suddenly lifting himself up and throwing his leg over. Daehyun was crazy if he was seriously going to come into my stall. Right when he was placing his foot on the toilet, I turned around to unlock the door. I guess I was slow or was too busy panicking because right when I unlocked it and opened it, Daehyun’s hand closed it again. My breath hitched at the feeling of Daehyuns chest up against my back. “Youngjae-ah,” he whispered into my ear and I squirmed away from him. Daehyun smirked before locking the door and crossed his arms, blocking the door. I simply looked at him with no intention to speak. He tilted his head to the side, furrowing his eyebrows. “Yoo Youngjae hiding in the boys restroom? Why is this? Because of me?” I didn’t reply and Daehyun stepped away from the door before standing inches away from me. He leaned forward and I kept trying to get away, but obviously that wasn’t working. I could literally feel his breath on my cheek for crying out loud! 

     “C-can you back away,” I said, feeling uncomfortable from the way we were positioned. Someone, upon looking at us, would seriously misunderstand. Daehyun chuckled before shaking his head. Oh, God I hope he wasn’t going to speak because then I would be feeling his breath on my cheek and I would seriously begin to feel awkward. 

     “Not until you tell me why you’re ignoring me purposely,” he said and I shut my eyes at the feeling of his breath on my cheek. Ugh, it was literally warm and so weird! 

     “At least take a few steps back! I can barely breathe with you right in front of me!”

     “I don’t know,” he said and, once again, I felt his breath. “You told me something similar to that at the courtyard and you ran away.”

     “Do you not see that I can’t run? I’m literally stuck in here because you take up almost the whole stall!” I slightly opened my eyes, hoping Daehyun would take a few steps back so I could breathe properly. He didn’t so when I tried to shift in my position, my cheek touched his lips and I yelped rather loudly. 

     “Ow!” I glanced at Daehyun with my widened eyes and quivering lips. God, I looked like a weakling right now. He rubbed at his ears before looking over at me with a small glare. “Damn, you’re so loud! What the hell made you even do that?” No way in hell was I going to tell him what happened a few seconds ago! But…how did he not feel his lips on my cheek? I literally placed my cheek on his lips unintentionally! The bell rang soon enough and I tried to push Daehyun away, but he refrained from his place and I glared at him.

     “Move so I can leave! The bell rang!”

     “Nope,” Daehyun replied quickly and I rolled my eyes at him. The time was slowly ticking away and I was not going to miss my class for being stuck in this stupid stall with Mr. Stupid! 

     “Seriously, Daehyun,” I said with my arms on my hips, “I do not want to be late.”

     “Well, class can wait,” he replied with a shrug and I scoffed at his sentence. Did he not realize that I cared about my education? 

     “Well, I don’t want class to wait so move now,” I said more sternly and Daehyun simply shook his head. At that point, I was losing my patience. I pointed a finger at him before placing it on his chest. “Get out of my way, Daehyun.”

     “No,” he said nonchalantly. “Tell me why you’re ignoring me.” That’s it…I lost it. I placed my hand back down before sighing in exasperating. Okay, if Daehyun wanted an answer then I’ll give him one. 

     “You really want to know, huh?”

     “Uh, duh.”

     “Okay,” I said and I smiled at him before replacing it with a glare. “ you, Daehyun,” I said before turning around, placing my hands on the wall and placing my feet on the toilet. I grabbed the top of the barrier before quickly lifting myself from the toilet when my foot stupidly slipped. I yelped for the third time and shut my eyes at the thought that I was going to seriously injure myself. Stupid foot of mine! For a second, I thought I had hit the floor, but then I opened my eyes to realize Daehyun was holding onto me rather tightly. He looked at me in disbelief before looking pass me, only to widen his eyes before letting out a small laugh. I raised an eyebrow at him when I felt something wet around my foot that made me slip. I looked over at where my foot was at when I widened my eyes at the horrible sight. My foot was inside the toilet and I seriously could not even believe it. How the hell did it fall in there? Ugh, I’m getting frustrated. 

     And then the tardy bell rings and I seriously lose myself at that moment. 

     “Are you ing kidding me?” I lifted my foot out of the toilet before smacking Daehyun’s arm to let go of me. I decided to continue hitting him. “It’s all your ing fault! You stupid piece of poop! Now my stupid parents are going to yell at me for this and it’s all your fault!” I don’t know why, but tears were beginning to form in my eyes and I cursed at myself for this. I stopped hitting Daehyun and rubbed at my eyes. “Ugh, why am I freaking crying? What the hell is wrong with me?!” A small chuckle was heard from the poop and I looked at him with a glare. At that moment, I hated Daehyun with a passion. “What’s so funny? There’s nothing funny about this!” Daehyun shook his head at my statement and I continued glaring at him while rubbing my eyes because the stupid tears wouldn’t stop coming out! 

     “It’s cute,” he blurted out. 

     Wait…what? Cute? What? What did he mean by that?

     I stopped rubbing my eyes and stopped glaring at him. I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

     “What? Cute?” Daehyun simply nodded with a smile.

     “Yeah. You’re little rage was cute.” 

     “Um…” By that time, my tears had stopped coming out and I was glad, but was too busy at figuring out Daehyun’s comment to be. I looked all around the floor for no damn reason before placing my hand on the back of my head. What was bugging  me at the moment was his comment. What did he mean by cute? My rage was cute? As in the time that I was spouting nonsense and crying…he found cute? Daehyun found that cute? What? How? I couldn’t comprehend well. Oh! It must’ve been a compliment! Yes, a compliment! A compliment it was…among friends! Friends obviously complimented each other so I shouldn’t be bothered by this at all! But, I’m not bothered by this, right? No, of course I wouldn’t be! Daehyun is my friend and he simply complimented me so I should be grateful he called me cute! Wait, that didn’t sound too—

     “Now, will you tell me why you were ignoring me?” I looked over at him before blinking my eyes rather rapidly. He was still on that?

     “Will you move so I can get out of here because I’m seriously suffocating,” I said with a tiny bit of annoyance and Daehyun simply rolled his eyes before unlocking the stall door and letting me pass. I walked out of the restroom right away before Daehyun could speak to me and headed straight to my class. Twenty minutes had already gone by and I grunted because that meant I would be getting a truancy. Could this day get any worse?

—————

     Well, my last two classes hadn’t gone so well since everyone began to question. Right when I had entered my English class, people began to whisper and gasp because Daehyun had walked in as well and I couldn’t hate my life more than I already did. What made it worst was the fact that my foot was still wet and my hair was somewhat disheveled and my jacket was given to me by Daehyun since I had apparently left it in the stall. Daehyun and I were given truancy notes right after and I kept cursing myself.

     Study Hall was worst because when I entered that class, many people whom I hadn’t ever spoken to, had asked me ridiculous questions like, “I heard you and Daehyun came late to class and you looked like a mess!” or “Youngjae-ah, what were doing with Daehyun the whole time you weren’t in class?” or, “Oh my God, did you and Daehyun…you know…do it?” which made me glare at the people and tell them to mind their own business. But, the one that made me want to strangle every person who asked me this was, “Youngjae-ah, are you…gay?” like “No, motherer, I’m not. Just because I was late with Daehyun doesn’t assume that I’m gay.” No, I hadn’t told them that, but I was on the verge of doing so. I simply wanted to get the hell out of that class and I was glad when the final bell had rung for the end of school. 

     I was heading over to my locker as if I was a zombie when someone began to shout my name out. It was Kyungsoo. When I got to my locker, I put in my combination before opening it. 

     “Youngjae-ah, is it true you and Daehyun came to class late together?” God, I was hoping Kyungsoo wasn't going to be like those other people, but of course he would be. He liked to know everything that happened in school, anyway. I grabbed my books before shutting my locker rather hard and looked over at the shortie. 

     “And where did you hear that, my dear friend?” 

     “Baekhyun told me,” he replied and I rolled my eyes. 

     “How the hell did he know about that?” Kyungsoo widened his eyes at me before letting out a small gasp.

     “Things spread fast, my friend! Wait, so it’s true?!”

     “Yes,” I said, frustration getting over me because Kyungsoo wouldn’t shut up. 

     “Why? What were you guys doing? And I heard it was for 20 minutes!”

     “I don’t know, okay? Can you stop asking me all these questions?” This is why I hated being friends with Kyungsoo because every time something about me would be said, he wouldn’t stop asking me about it. 

     “But the fact that you were with Daehyun makes me want to know why you guys were together!” I simply rolled my eyes at him before telling him good-bye and walking away. 

     People would look at me as I would pass through the hallways and I honestly wanted to dig up a hole and live in it because I never had gotten this much attention in my school life. When I got near the end of the hallway, turning to the final hallway which led to the entrance door of the school building, I sighed in relief when there was no one. I was just glad that once I reached the school gates, Yoona noona would be there, waiting, and I would smile before getting in. God, I just wanted to get home already. 

     Then everything went bad when that voice shouted out my name. And, no, it wasn’t Kyungsoo. I let out an exasperated sigh before walking faster, ignoring the constant shoutings of my name.

     “Youngjae-ah!” 

     Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. 

     “Youngjae-ah, stop ignoring me!”

     Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. Ignore. Oh, I’m almost close to the door. Just a few more feet and I’ll be th—

     A pair of hands grabbed onto my wrists and before I knew it, I was shoved up against the lockers by Jung Daehyun. It was rather silent in the hallway; the only noise heard was from Daehyun’s breathing.

     I could feel my back beginning to ache from the combination lock directly hitting it as I was currently pushed up against the wall by the stupid boy—Daehyun. He was staring right into my eyes with a hint of irritation in them while his hands were gripping onto my wrist rather tightly. At first I was trying to get out of his grip, but after realizing I was so weak compared to Daehyun, I instantly gave up and decided to simply have him speak. 

     “Why do you keep ignoring me?”

     “Why not?” The grip on my wrists grew tighter and I wanted to let out a small wince because it was beginning to really hurt. 

     “You’ve been acting really weird, Youngjae-ah,” he said in frustration to which I simply rolled my eyes. “Why?” 

     I glared at him, thinking about everything that had happened today.

     “Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, I didn’t feel like talking to you? Did it ever occur to you that I probably wanted some space from you? You are always with me, literally stuck to me, and I can’t handle that!” Daehyun kept quiet so I continued talking. “And, then you literally get me in trouble all the time. Before I had met you, I was someone who no one gave a about and my parents were proud of me for being a good student and son. But…after you came, people started talking about me and my parents don’t even trust me anymore and you know why? Because of you. It’s your fault.” I was mentally cursing myself because my eyes were beginning to get watery. This wasn’t supposed to happen. None of this was supposed to happen and I wasn’t supposed to tell Daehyun none of this. But, here I was, telling him things that weren’t even what I truly thought of. Daehyun continued to be silent and I began to get frustrated. “At least say something! Didn’t you want me to tell you why I was ignoring you? Well, you got it so answer me!” Forcing my tears to stop from coming out was rather difficult because they were like a bunch of rocks falling from a cliff. Damn it… If only Daehyun wasn’t holding my wrists, I would’ve quickly wiped the tears from my eyes. Speaking of Daehyun, as I kept looking at him with teary eyes, I couldn’t read his expression well. Was he mad? Annoyed? Sad? I really didn’t know. We continued looking at each other, no one speaking. Then I saw that Daehyun was averting his eyes lower on my face and I tried to figure out what he was looking at when something touched my lips. 

     And that something was…Daehyun’s lips. 

     His lips were on mine and I simply stood there, not prying him off or anything. His eyes were closed for a few seconds before he opened them along with pulling his lips away. My tears had long-gone went away and now I was staring at Daehyun with widened eyes. He widened his eyes right after realizing on what he had just done. He quickly let go of my wrists before placing his hand at the back of his head. 

     “Uh, I’m really sorry!” I didn’t reply to him and stood there with no expression on besides my widened eyes. Daehyun began to pace back and forth while fumbling with his words. “I don’t know why I did that to be honest with you. It j-just…I don’t know…your lips were j-just so t-tempting a-and—“

     “Stop,” I interrupted because I really didn’t want to hear his reasons for what he had done a few seconds ago. The thing he had done a few seconds ago…I wanted to get it out of my head. I don’t want to remember that. I don’t want to have that image in my mind every time I look at Daehyun. No. No, I don’t want that. I took in a deep breath before facing Daehyun with a glare. He stopped pacing and was directly facing me; about to touch my arm, but I stepped away. “Don’t touch me.” 

     “Youngj—“

     “Stop. Just stop,” I said as I continued glaring at him. “Don’t talk to me. Just…don’t ing talk to me. Matter of fact,” I scoffed at him, “don’t ever talk to me again. Don’t even get near me.” 

     And with that, I walked away from him, heading straight to the door.

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Hey my lovely readers! I apologize for the small hiatus (if it was a hiatus...?) but I, the author-nim, didn't have inspiration to write this fic and I actually had thought of this new story while I was showering (idk, but I get so many ideas in the bathroom...) and it's Baekyeol and I was writing that during these past few days I hadn't updated for this story. And today, well, I felt like writing this story and here we have it! This chapter is...OMG like Jae and Dae...WTF DID I DO TO YOU GUYS?! NOOOO! Lolz, but I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Tell me what you guys think! 

Bye-bye! ^^