I frantically ran towards the seniors floor level and looked for the right classroom. I peeked inside the huge windows of the big double doors and searched for that bipolar, pig-headed weirdo. “Where is he?” I muttered, tip toeing to get a better look of the classroom.

Suddenly, my sight was blocked, yet again, by some soft fabric that was purposely wrapped around my eyes. I heard a chuckle as I gasp in surprise. “Looking for something, princess?” he whispered, dragging me from behind and twirling me around with his hands. I ended up against the wall and I could feel his breath as he got dangerously close to my face but kept a short distance. “Or someone?”

His hands got hold of my wrists and he pinned me to the wall. I was trapped for sure. “Chunji!” I yelled, my breathing ragged. “I swear to God, I will kick you.” I snapped.

“Will you really?” he whispered.

I heard the gasps and slight laughter of his classmates as I desperately tried to free myself. “Let me go!” I yelled. He wasn’t physically hurting me; but I was getting annoyed with the fabric against my skin. “You will regret this you bipolar !” I growled.

"Hey Chunji, I think that's enough." someone said.

“Woah,” he chuckled. “Feisty, aren’t we?” he muttered, ignoring the last statement.

I clenched my fists and brought my knee up to his crotch. I heard a gasp for air, and the fabric was loosened. My red scarf fell on my feet and with a shaky hand, I bent to get it. From my peripheral, Chunji was on the ground, writhing in pain from the dramatic blow of my knee.

I breathed slowly, pushing back the tears that were starting to flow. “Don’t. Ever. Do. That. Again.”

He slowly got up with the help of some friends. His expression wasn’t quite on the happy side. “What is your problem?!” he yelled. “I was kidding!”

“You practically harassed me!” I yelled back, flailing my arms in the air. As much as I didn’t want to cause a scene, his little act already cost us so much attention from the students passing by. “And you expect me not to do anything?!”

“I didn’t know you’d get so worked up about it!” he yelled, getting closer and closer. “I didn’t know you were going to be a probable cause of my infertility!”

I stopped then and a little scoff escaped my mouth. “Your what?”

He blushed, his furiousity gone in a snap. “N-nothing. It doesn’t matter.” He sighed and looked around. “I’ll apologize later, okay? The teacher’s here and your classroom’s still two floors down.” He muttered, jerking his head to the side in a motion for me to leave.

Knowing I wasn’t getting any apologies from this headstrong little runt, I retreated back to my class. My red scarf in one hand, regret on the other. I knew I shouldn’t have just snapped just like that, but his actions…it strung a chord.

A terribly, sensitive chord that had once been locked away deep inside my head. But it was back.

 It was back to haunt me once again.  

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He was already leaning against my locker after the last period.

I was determined to approach him and ask for an apology about my outburst, but I guess he beat me to it. “Let’s get you home.” he told me. He was grinning like a spastic idiot and that made me suspicious. What if he was trying to do that again?

Ever since the day we met, and that fiasco over the “Who's going to walk me home?” thing, he kept his word and never stopped. I pried him not to continue with this habit of his, but of course, he wouldn’t walk away without a big argument. “Your grin is creeping me out. What’s up?” I asked, definitely bothered by his 5 minute long psychotic grin.

“I am determined to take that shell of your little turtle body.” He told me, raising his fist. “And the first step, is insisting you on telling me what happened and why you acted that way.” He grinned.

I looked at him, my eyes wide with horror. “Chunji…I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“And that is why you have to tell me.” He said, his voice getting softer and mellow. “I don’t want you to get scared of my antics because we’re friends. And I want you to be comfortable around me.”

I sighed. “Chunji you don’t-“

“Shhht.” He said, placing his pointer finger to my lips. “Don’t say anything. Just trust me okay?”

I took his finger off my lips. “Should I really? After all that happened back there?” I asked him, pointing a thumb towards the school which was probably gone by now. We were already headed for the bus stop. “Should I still trust you?”

“Wow, look who’s got trust issues.” He laughed. “I’m pretty sure, by the time you arrived here, all the good times outweigh the bad. Correct me if I’m wrong.” He smiled.

I couldn’t help but notice the tone of his voice as he said it. It seemed like it had some double meaning to it. Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “You’re really good at reasoning.”

He grinned. “And that princess,” he said, slinging an arm over my shoulder. “Is how I roll.”

{ c o n t i n u e }

- cheeky bonus here  -

a/n

wow i must be weird and crazy.

or maybe i just lack sleep.

hoorah. 

hope you enjoyed it ^^