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CHAPTER FOUR

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"Bastard," Chunji hissed as he shoved Byunghun against the wall of the mens' restroom. "What the are you playing at?" he demanded, glaring into the opposite pair of orbs from his. "ing bastard," he angrily repeated, pushing him even harder.

Byunghun blinked at him, appearing surprised for a few seconds. Just as quickly, that expression dissolved and was replaced by an indifferent mask. He tipped his head, and stayed silent. Chunji clenched his fists, feeling his heart beating faster and faster.

He was pissed.

Freaking pissed.

After the little hooha created by Niel, CAP and Changjo towards Ricky in the canteen, Chunji had gotten up to chase after the exiting Byunghun. Thankfully, the hallways were deserted, and none saw him forcing Byunghun into the toilet.

"What do you mean?" Byunghun coolly questioned, leaning against the tiles. He then proceeded to slowly brush the sides of his arms, as though he had not just been rammed roughly into the area's cement sides.

"What am I playing at?"

Chunji's anger rose up several notches at his nonchalant answer.

Bloody, arrogant douche.

"First, you come striding into our school like you're some ing bigshot," he spat, finally allowing it all to spill. He had never disclosed his reasons for disliking Byunghun to anyone, not even Teen Top, and had never intended to. However, seeing what had occurred in the canteen... it had - for some strange reason - threw down the last straw.

"Don't you have any idea who we are? And you still have the damn guts to go against us? You think you can rise up in popularity with a snap of your fingers? You wanna be kingka of this place? off, Byunghun. You'll never be popular enough. I don't give a of your stories in America. I don't give a whether you're a gangster or not.

"You place on this...cold and aloof disposition... just to appear cool? To appear like a badass? I can see through it, you know. You're trying too hard, kid. You even got your parents to pay for the same privileges as us? Do you want to ing die?

"You may 'reject' whatever attention the students are giving you...but don't think I'm not aware that you enjoy it. You're just a one man show, Byunghun. Don't bite off more than you can chew." Chunji broke off, panting and glaring. Even stranger to say, it felt good to - at last - let his thoughts flow out in words. It was as though he had achieved something...but what?

"Now..." he continued, narrowing his eyes. "Now, you're trying to get close to Ricky? To what? Show us something mighty? I know Ricky's gullible. What the did you do him? ."

He felt triumphant when he saw Byunghun's eyes widen.

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