Yerim's POV

Myungsoo and I came to a small cafe for our date. The door slid open and he gestured me to enter first. I smiled at him and then stepped forward. Watching a couple on one of the tables, I moved backward.

"What happened princess?" Myungsoo grabbed my shoulders.

"Mi-miyoung......"

He stared in the same direction and watched Miyoung with Howan. Then darted a confused look at me. "So? You should be delightful... shouldn't you be?" He smirked.

My heart skipped a loud beat and my head nodded on its own.

"Good..." He grasped my hand and led me to the table next to them.

Miyoung stood up and hugged the hell out of me. "Were you planning a double date?" She grinned widely.

"Well actually....." I paused as my eyes noticed a hint of disappointment on Howan's face, designed with a forced smile. The discontent was not because we were there to apparently ruin their date but because of something he said long ago. He asked me to stay away from Myungsoo.

"Howan doesn't look equally appealed."Myungsoo sneered.

"No..." I spoke before thinking and stared at Myungsoo with a dropped mouth as I had no explanation to why I uttered no.

"I was just a little surprised as you take her to that ugly temple for dates." Howan mocked back with harsher words which were even hard for me engulf. "And you could take her to much better places since you are capable."

"Howan! Please...." Miyoung scolded him and smiled at me. "Dont mind him..." She then diverted her eyes to Myungsoo's direction who had a poker expression. "Please have your seats." She waved to him and made me sit beside her opposite to Myungsoo. "I'll give the order just tell me what you both like." She handed the item menu to Myungsoo and he shoved it back to her.

"Just order same as you guys." He smiled at her.

Miyoung looked back at me with startled eyes. "You ok with a strawberry sundae?"

"Yes... besides I am not hungry." I replied.

"Haha.... ok then."

"Any specific reason behind such a decision?" Howan asked Myungsoo and lifted his brow, while Miyoung ordered.

"I trust Miyoung." He muttered and smirked at me.

Howan fell silent and glared at me. I rotated my eyeballs in various directions but when I ended back, both guys were staring at me, one with anger, the other with mystery.

"Sorry Miyoung but I think we should leave, right Myungsoo?" I gave a heart breaking suggestion that was for Miyoung to hate.

"N---" Miyoung tried to stop them.

"We are not going anywhere!" Myungsoo said with loud determined voice and I heard Howon sighing out loud, while crossing his arms behind his neck and leaning into his chair. On the other hand, Myungsoo leaned forward and grabbed both my hands in his hands. I signaled him to let go right that moment but he didn't heed. "Miyoung... doesn't she look pretty? Always?"

"Huh????" She looked at Myungsoo with raised brows. "pretty? Ah.... yeah..... that's what I always tell her. I mean her features are perfect. Its just the confidence she lacks." She smiled at both of us.

The waitress reached our table and placed the two sundaes on our table.

"Howan......... this is sooo cute.... look at all the shapes. Miyoung squealed at the little heart and small cartoons shapes all over the sundae. I looked at Myungsoo with equally excited eyes but I caught him giving off a disgusted look towards Miyoung. He then slowly moved his eyes to me and shrugged his shoulders. Was it awkward to find cute things cute, Myungsoo?

"Not cuter than you." Howan whispered to her and she giggled.

While on the other hand, I was  on my chair, feeling all uneasy with my prince. He grabbed the spoon, dug out some creme and offered it to me. "I'll do it myself." I assured him.

"Jebal..." He glided his hand further, close to my mouth.

"Its ok..." I suppressed my voice.

"No its not." He tried to shove it into my mouth but I backed.

"What are you doing Yerim? Its made for couples dummy..." She then looked at Myungsoo. "I doubt if you guys have even kissed?"

"Better ask your best friend." Myungsoo looked so unaffected as well as shocked at her query.

"No!!!" 

We were in our old science room; Howan, Miyoung and me. Yoona was busy in her club project. Miyoung was sitting next to me while Howan was roaming in the room.

"You are lying..... you are blushing pabo...." Miyoung lightly slapped my redden cheeks.

"I am?" I asked hiding my cheeks behind my hands.

"I must teach you Yerim."

"Haha. I'll learn it from Myungsoo." My cheeks heaten up even more at my own comment.

"Ok... so in this era, girls should inutiate the kiss." Miyoung presented her thesis.

"Says the girl who shakes while I peck her." Howan said while texting on his cell phone.

"Oh no!!!! No no no.... I don't." Miyoung completely denied.

"Oh yeah..... you do..." Howan smirked.

"You do?" I asked astonished.

"No!!!" She stood up.

"Prove it... before teaching her that girls should start, do it first yourself..."He challenged.

"Eh??? You are such a y."

"No I am not. I am just saying whats right." He wrinkled his nose.

"Well.... I think Howan is right..." I muttered.

"See!!!" Howon shrugged his shoulders.

Miyoung angrily stepped towards Howan. I stood up as well, ready to leave, as he was just going to get beaten, same old story. But what happened was unexpected for me. She pulled his uniform tie and kissed him. This was my first time watching them kiss. I abruptly looked away but the butterflies still danced and sang inside my stomach. "Shhhh!!!" I told them to shut up and leave them alone. I didn't look back and heard no words being spitted out, probably still kissing? I came out and closed the door to the room while leaning against the door.

"That was....difficult." I sighed loudly and shut closed my eyes. I could feel the heat emitting from my cheeks.

"What was?"

I rolled my eyes with closed eyelids. I was in utter refusal to understand that this guy was alive and was able to constantly annoy me while I couldn't send him to hell. So, I opened my eyes. 

Sungyeol was glaring at me and his hand was against the wall right next to my left side. It was some famous pose from movies?

"We need to talk Yerim..." He held my arm and pulled me forward to open the door to the old science.

 I stood in front of the door. "Just tell me here."

"What are you trying to hide, ugly cind-"

"Just say it and leave." I looked elsewhere but my words were definitely for him. 

"Oh really?!" He harshly pushed me back and I grabbed the back of his shirt. Before he could open the door, I slipped and.... well.... he slipped over me.... and.... his lips landed right over mine. And we stayed like that for 5 deadly seconds. Then he realized his position and pulled back a bit. His perplexed eyes noted my expression of fear. 

"P-please...... get off me...." My lips quivered and he paused with that dumbfounded face for another 5 seconds.

Finally he stood up and turned to face the wall. I stood up as well and my whole world was spinning around. I saw him punching the wall. He stayed in that posture for a few secs and then ran to me, grabbing me through my collar. "Girl!!! You are not telling this to anyone, especially Miyoung!" He spoke with gritted teeth and I nodded abruptly and obidiently.

"What..... is that she should not tell me?" I heard Miyoung from his back along with Howan. I gulped down as I wasn't ready for such an embarrassing explanation of an incident that I really wanted to assume it never happened. Miyoung was now tapping her foot against the floor with crossed arms, staring not at Sungyeol, but at me. Did she see me nodding?

"None of your damn business!" Sungyeol scoffed.

"I am talking to you, Yerim." Miyoung softly asked with concern. "Don't fear him, we are here for you." She added.

For once I looked at Sungyeol with shivering confidence and he frowned at me.

"I told her to stop being friends with you!!!" Sungyeol came up with an excuse quite instantaneously. 

"Yerim, tell me." Miyoung came to me and grabbed my shoulders. "Did he really say that?"

"A-aniyo..." I stuttered. I didn't look at Sungyeol but I was sure he would have gone pale by now. "He threatened me!" I started my little weeping thing and rubbed my eye lids.

Miyoung held my hand. "What did he say exactly?"

That time I regretted saying he threatened me. I wasn't expecting Miyoung to investigate every little detail but I had to defend my words. "He..... he asked me to help him in this next maths test , or----"

"Liar!!! When did this happen? I have better sources to cheat! And you yourself need assisstance in maths." Sungyeol interrupted me and then... well, he said the truth as maths was my biggest fear.

"Let her complete first!" Miyoung scolded him. "Or? Or he'll do what?"

"Uh... uh.... he.... he said he would.... cut my hair!!" Did I say that out loud?

"I... did?????" Sungyeol pointed at himself.

"Miyoung..." Howan patted her. "Calm down. I think we should leave."

Miyoung shoved his hand away. "Let's go Yerim." She surrounded my shoulders with her arm and then darted a death glare at baffled Sungyeol.

I didn't dare look back at him. Deep within me, I felt a bit satisfied with the perplexed look he had on his face. Somehow I imagined that I really was a maths genious and he had to beg to me. Slightly happy about what I said, because everything I do doesn't always have to be regretted, right?

This is gonna be a long story..... I guess half of the story is left.