It was Monday.
“Bye, oppas!” You waved at Taeyang and Daesung. They smiled and waved back. They were glad you were smiling again.
You and Seungri entered the school.
You headed to your locker. Humming a tune, you twirled the lock open. Suddenly, you heard a commotion behind you. Footsteps were heading your way.
You turned around. “Omo!” You jumped as Jaehyo crashed into the lockers. You blinked *What’s going on?*
Jaehyo looked sheepish. He couldn’t even meet your eyes.
The rest of Block B came over. Zico raised an eyebrow, “What are you doing, Jaehyo? Come on. Do it.”
*Do what?* You wondered.
“I’m sorry.” Jaehyo apologized. You blinked.
“Say it louder. She can’t hear you.” Zico said. “I’m sorry I threw your mother’s ring out the window!” Jaehyo blurted loudly.
Zico tapped the back of Jaehyo’s knees with his shoe. “Get down and mean it.”
Jaehyo sighed and got down on his knees in front of you.
Everyone was staring now. Jaehyo turned red but didn’t get up. He lowered his head, “Mianhae. I won’t do something like that ever again.”
You were too stunned to speak.
“Haha. Loser.” U-Kwon chuckled.
“You guys, too.” Zico said.
“What?!” U-Kwon blinked.
Zico gave him a death look and nodded at the floor.
U-Kwon sighed and got on his knees. One by one, Block B dropped on their knees around you. You uneasily looked around, confused and bewildered. P.O. was the only one standing. “Er, hyung, I was cleaning that day-“
“Get down.” Zico said.
With that one command, P.O. sank onto the floor.
Zico leaned against the lockers and crossed his arms, “Now apologize.”
“Mianhae!” They chorused.
“Louder!” Zico ordered.
“MIANHAE!” Block B shouted.
You turned red in mortification, “Okay, I got it. Get up! Please!” They got up and dusted the dirt off their uniform pants.
“Go.” Zico nodded.
Grumbling, Block B dispersed to their classrooms.
Zico looked at you. You shook your head, “I can’t believe you.”
Zico shrugged, “I can make them do worse. That’s the power of a leader.” He started grinning.
You lost it. You started to laugh loudly.
“Weirdo.” You shook your head while laughing.
Zico grinned and held out his hand, “We’re cool, now?”
You tapped your lips in contemplation. Then you smiled and slipped your hand into his, “Yeah.”
He squeezed your hand, “Can we be friends, too?”
“Don’t push it.” You teased.
But his eyes were serious, “Please?”
You softened. You could tell he was being sincere. You smiled genuinely and nodded, “Yes. We can be friends.”
Zico grinned and shook your hand.
You laughed and playfully pushed him, “Again. You weirdo. What’s so great about being friends with me?”
*Because friendship leads to trust and trust can lead to so much more. I want to explore all the possibilities with you. I’ve never met a girl that makes my heart beat the way you do.* Zico smiled.