"Yah! That's not what I pulled you out for." I paused and turn to him

"If not for a hot steamy make out session, then what?" I almost giggled seeing him flustered and turning red

"You left something on my bed." He mumbled.

"You can give it back later, I'll also return your shirt." As much as I don't want to

"On second thought... why don't you keep it? I'll keep your shirt too." I smiled but he glared

"Why would I keep a bra?" He glared

"For safekeeping." His eye twitched and I giggled.

"What? You don't like it? I can give the underwear that goes with it." He's so fun to tease!

He put his hands on his hips, closed his eyes and put his head back, breathing in deeply and exhaling it. He's calming himself but he should know it's futile when it comes to me.

"Manoban and Kim!!" I turned to our principal with a a smile on my face.

"Yes ms. Principal?" I batted my eyelashes

"What are you two still doing here? Class is about to start!" She tapped her foot impatiently. She's not in the mood. If she's like this, she's irrational.

"Oh, I was just helping the new kid familiarizing the place." I pulled his arm and he stumbled a bit. He looked at me then to the principal and nodded once then looked away.

"Well hurry now, before I change my mind and put you to detention!" I clenched my jaw and forced a smile.

"Let's go taetae~" I walked to our room and dragged taehyung with me.

"This is why I told you I don't wanna be late." His brows furrowed

"But it's just detention." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Detention is equivalent to jail for my parents." He stared at me for a while

"Have you told then what you really feel? You can open up to them?" Just a few steps and we'll be in our room

"You think I didn't try? I have been fed up a couple of times trying be a goody two-shoes here. Do you know how many es need a slapping here?" I huffed and let go of his arm

"You can return my bra later." I really forgot I took it off in the middle of the night. I hate the feeling having it on when I sleep.

"I brought it." My eyes widened.

"W-what?!" He scratched his head.

"My mom cleans my room everyday. I don't know where to hid