“Watch where you’re going Miss Jung Chae Eun,” he sneered at me as he pushed past. I clenched my fists and ran after him.

“Yah, Kim Kibum come back here you jerk. Don’t just walk away from me,” I yelled as I chased him down the corridor.

“Let me go,” I shouted as someone pulled me back so I couldn’t chase after him. I turned around HyunAe with a disappointed look on her face. I knew it annoyed her when we fought; after all they were friends and I was HyunAe’s friend so it made it slightly awkward for her to be in the middle.

“Why can’t you get along with him?” she sighed. I gritted my teeth and rolled my eyes at her. She was blind to his behaviour towards me. I wasn’t the only person in the wrong. He normally started our petty arguments.

“Ask him,” I puffed out my cheeks and walked away. A couple of seconds later I heard small light but fast steps following me.

“Wait up,” HyunAe wheezed. I giggled as I slowed down.

We walked together to first period which was Biology. I didn’t mind Biology that much; it was a good lesson to sleep in. Not that I did it often…

I took my seat next to some new kid. I assumed he was new ‘coz I hadn’t seen him before but then again, what do I know since all I do is sleep in Biology… He was pretty cute. He had quite feminine features but at the same time he looked masculine. Contradicting, yes.

I was drawn to him.

“Hey,” I greeted as I sat down on the lab stool. He stopped writing to look at me. He didn’t say a word but gave me a small waved instead. I cocked my head and gave him an odd look; possibly shy? I rested my head on my hands and studied him. He turned to me before looking away again, but every now and again his dark brown eyes that were hidden behind his black rimmed glasses flickered to me.

“Can I help you?” he asked softly, it almost sounded as if he was scared of me. I bit my lip to stop myself from giggling.

“Can you help me? I don’t quite understand,” I asked him. To be honest, I was just using that as an excuse to talk to him. If it made it any better, I actually didn’t get any of it. Maybe if he explained it to me then I would actually remember it.

“Uh, well we’re learning about micro-organisms and the Theory of Biogenesis at the moment. We’re currently on page 45 and looking at the scientists that developed this theory,” he told me. I smiled at him and muttered a small thanks.

Moments later, I tapped his shoulder again. I had realised that I had forgotten my textbook. He cracked a small smile as I told him this. He slid the book over so it was in the middle of the desk.

“You don’t seem prepared at all for this lesson,” he whispered quietly. I laughed.

“Yeah well, I guess I can say Biology isn’t one of my favourite subjects,” I replied with a playful smile playing at my lips. He grinned.

“What about you? You seem interested in all of this,” I nudged him getting his attention again. He shrugged and played with the edges of the book.

“I guess I like it,” he answered.

“Miss Jung, Mr Kim, be quiet please,” our teacher scolded us. We both mumbled sorry to him. I turned to the boy beside me and flashed him an apologetic smile.

With a little over 30 minutes left of the lesson, I decided it was time for my nap session. I rested my head on the desk and drifted off to dream land. Within a couple of minutes I was woken up again. I groaned and slapped that person’s hand away in annoyance. I was a sleep deprived child; I needed my sleep.

“Chae Eun,” the voice whispered and then a nudge followed. I mumbled some incoherent words that were something along the lines of ‘leave me alone/get off me’. The person said my name again but this time louder. I again ignored them.

“Yah, gongju, sleeping won’t make you prettier,” an annoying voice yelled. My head snapped up. I found my head colliding with Jaejoong’s because his face was fairly close to mine as he was trying to wake me up. I moaned with pain and rubbed the spot where it hurt. Jaejoong did the same but stopped when he saw me hurting. His hand removed mine and continued rubbing the spot with his hand.

“Has it stopped hurting yet?” he asked me. I pouted and shook my head. Jaejoong smiled and leaned towards my head and planted a chaste kiss on the red mark.

“There, better,” he said as I blushed.

“You’re going to be late,” Kibum sang. Both of us turned to the irritating boy; we had forgotten he was there.

“Why haven’t you left?” I asked him curiously. Without any words being said, he picked up his bag and stalked out. I rolled my eyes; what was up with him?

“I s’pose I should go too,” I smiled slightly and waved bye to Jaejoong as he walked the other way using his map that he got as a guide.

I slipped into my lesson trying to be discrete. The teacher turned around at the sound of the squeaky door and glared at me but didn’t say anything. I mumbled a small sorry and took my seat next to HyunAe. She glanced over and nudged me with her pencil.

“New kid? Tell me all,” she demanded. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head.

“Tell you later.”

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I spent the rest of the day in a jittery mood. It was all due to the note I found in my science notebook; it was from Jaejoong.

You’re cute when you’re sleeping.

Were the exact words that it had said. It made me feel utterly embarrassed but it made me feel warm inside too.

Just as my thoughts were on Jaejoong he appeared from nowhere.

“Hey,” he greeted. I replied back.

“I found that note in my book,” I brought up the topic. My voice shook slightly with nervousness. He laughed and ran a hand through his hair.

“Ah, it’s true. I like you Chae Eun,” he told me. I stared at him dumb founded and with big eyes. Do I need to get my hearing check or what? I didn’t want to ask him to repeat it again in case he would think I was stupid.

“I kinda like you too,” I mumbled quietly. He chuckled and slipped my hand in his.

“Can I walk you home?” he asked. My eyes flickered to HyunAe who was talking to Kibum and his friends. She looked over to me and then to Jaejoong and then to our hands. A smirk formed on her face as she made a signal with he hands that it was okay to leave her to walk home by herself. I grinned and swung his hand back and forth as I skipped. He let out a laugh.

“Yo bestie,” Kibum ran up to me and slung an arm over my shoulder. I snarled at him and shoved him off me. What was with the sudden change in attitude? Earlier today he was insulting me and now he’s acting like there’s nothing wrong.

“Leave me alone,” I pushed him away again as he began to follow me.

“Chae Eun, I need to speak to you,” he said seriously. I stopped and stared at him.

“Later,” I told him. With that, he didn’t say a word and trudged back home in silence.

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“Chae Eun. Don’t hang out with Jaejoong anymore,” Kibum said as we both sat on our windowsills with the window pushed wide open. I glared at him; he couldn’t tell me who to hang out with.

“Why not?” I growled at him. He sighed and fiddled with his hands. His eyes couldn’t meet mine.

“Because he’s a player. I heard it from a couple of guys who went to school with him,” he told me. I rolled my eyes. Always so dramatic.

“I don’t believe it,” I said ending the conversation as I jumped off the windowsill and began to close the window. But Kibum halted my actions by calling out my name again. I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Be careful alright.”

What did he care?

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And boy I should have listened to his words. I had been played. Played like a puppet. If I would have listened to Kibum’s words then I wouldn’t have been hurt. We had only been dating for two weeks or so and that’s when the rumours that he was with another girl circulated. I didn’t believe it and said I needed evidence so I followed him to ‘work’ with was code for ‘I’m going to hook up with a girl’. He kissed her. He kissed her like he did with me. I felt used. I had been used.

That person. Horrid, scheming person. Here I was cursing Kim Jaejoong in the small room that I call my bedroom. I hadn’t told anyone yet, not even HyunAe. It was too embarrassing. This boy I had been bragging about had cheated on me. That made me feel like a fool.

“What?!” I screamed as I heard a small tap against my window which was followed by 10 more. Kibum stood by his window looking guilty.

“Are you okay?” he asked. I scoffed; like he hadn’t heard.

“Yes, I’m perfectly fine,” I replied full of sarcasm, “What do you think?”

“I would say ‘I told you so’ but it wouldn’t make things any better. I’m sorry that it was you though. You deserve better,” he told me with a small smile playing at his lips.

“Thanks,” I said quietly before shutting the window and closing the curtains. I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. It confused me. The way I felt about him; did I like him or not?

For the next two hours, I tried to clear my head. It partially worked. All thoughts of Jaejoong were erased but then for some unknown reason Kibum kept on entering my thoughts. It made me extremely unsure of my feelings. Why the hell was I thinking of him? He made me so mad. He was an to me. Though these days he had been nicer… Wait Chae Eun what are you doing?

I groaned and gently banged my head against the wall.

“Honey, someone’s here to see you,” my mum called. My eyebrows furrowed. I wasn’t expecting anyone and HyunAe had to work so she wouldn’t be visiting me at this hour.

“Send them up,” I yelled back in a semi throaty voice, due to the crying earlier.

The door creaked open slowly to reveal a bruised Kibum. My hands automatically flew to my mouth as I gasped. He greeted me as if everything was alright. Being the caring person I was, I rushed over and pushed him down on my bed. I rushed to the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

“Does it hurt?” I asked stupidly as I ran my fingertips lightly over the cut near his eye. He winced. I took that as a yes.

“How did yo- You didn’t…” I exclaimed in disbelief as I realised what he had done. Kibum was such an idiot. That was my problem not his.

“I was helping you,” he smiled weakly. I slapped his head lightly and puffed out my cheeks.

“Idiot. You got yourself hurt doing so though,” I told him as I cleaned the cuts making him hiss every now and again from the stinging sensation.

“There,” I said throwing the cotton ball in the bin and running to put the kit back in the cabinet.

“Why did you do it?” I questioned his motives once I had returned. We were both sitting on my bed and facing each other.

“I don’t know,” he mumbled. I could swear I could see a blush forming on his cheeks.

“You do know. You wouldn’t do it without knowing,” I reasoned with him.

“I guess it’s because I didn’t want to see you hurt,” he muttered quietly. I had to strain my ears to hear him speak.

“Why?” I asked again. I was like that annoying kid that wouldn’t stop asking ‘why?’ questions.

“Because I like you,” he breathed out and hung his head. A smile formed unconsciously on my face. I leaned over and placed my hand on his cheek.

“You terrorise me though,” I said confused.

“To get your attention,” he admitted embarrassed. Aww he was so cute. Like a little elementary child.

“Idiot,” I giggled and leaned over close to him, “Oppa, I think I like you too,” I whispered cutely in his ear. He shivered slightly from the feeling of my breath. Before he could react properly, I pecked him on the cheek. His face flushed red as I did this. I think I like this Kim Kibum better.

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Sorry, I’m so late on this. I was supposed to get this finished last week but because of exams it was delayed. I hope you liked it. I don’t know Shinee that well so I hope it was what you kinda expected.