Another repost from the old scenario blog. I'm still trying to think of prompts that I can write about. It's been a year, so my head's kind of dry with ideas. If ever you guys have any requests, that might push me to right another prompt. Because darn it, my hands have been itchin to write a new one. 

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He was the type of guy that your parents warned you to stay away from. He has platinum blonde hair, tattoo covered arms, and not to mention, he smokes too. His whole image was screaming 'bad boy'. While you were the typical good girl that always followed your parents' orders. And to be honest, it was taking its toll on you. You can't deny that you loved your parents to death, but there would always be times where they become too strict and too possessive of you. And he was your only haven.

He was the new kid that everyone feared. On his first day, he was already sent to the principal's office for smoking in the boys' bathroom. News travelled fast, and it got to you. You got curious and wanted to see what he looked like. And you have to say, he was very handsome. Despite having his bored face on, he still looked charismatic because of his strong features.

When both of your eyes met, you felt the spark. It was very typical to be honest, the good girl falling in love with the bad boy, that is. It was no surprise that you caught his attention and he made no effort of hiding that. He would check you out every time you walk pass by him. It came to a point where he finally asked you out on a date. You didn't think of it that much and accepted, partly because you wanted to feel free from your parents' cages by going out with a type of guy that they clearly despised.

He took you out to a fast food restaurant, ate burgers, and talked about anything and everything. It came to your surprise that he wasn't actually the type of guy that you thought he was. Just because he has tattoos or he smokes, he was already branded as a bad guy. But in fact, he was a complete opposite. You liked the real him and wished to have another date with him, in which he did ask you before he drove you home.

Your parents,particularly your mother, were disappointed when they saw you arrive home with a man riding a motorcycle. You were sure that your mom would have threw the cooking laddle that she was holding at you, if it weren't for your father stopping her. They told you not to talk to him anymore, but you can't do that, much to their disappointment. The house was full of screaming and shouting, and needless to say you skipped dinner that night because you didn't want to talk to any of them.

You were placed on house arrest for a week. You tried following your parents' orders and ignored him. He wouldn't have any of that though. He dragged you to one hidden corner in school and asked for your sudden hostile attitude towards him.

"My parents told me to stay away from you." You said with a small voice. He suddenly pulled you in for a hug and ran his fingers on your hair.

"Don't..."

"Wons-"

"Come with me later after school."

"Where to?"

"I'll be waiting for you at the gate."

"But my dad is going to pick me up later."

"I won't force you to come. But I just wish you would." With that he walked away.

The day went by as a blur and you were still not sure of what to do. You wanted to follow their orders, but at the same time, you wanted to come with him. You were walking towards the gate and saw your dad leaning on his car to the left. At the same time, he was leaning on his bike waiting for you as well.

You needed to decide now. Throughout your existence you lived in the orders of your parents. Not even once have you decided for yourself. Everything was already planned out. With him, he was the complete opposite. He's very spontaneous which excites you at the same time scares you. You weren't sure what would happen with yourself when you are with him. He's a stain to your oh-so perfect life. 

But maybe.... Just maybe, that is just what you need.

You took slow steps forward and looked at your dad. He was smiling and welcoming you with open arms. You then looked at him. He had a pleading look, wishing for you to come with him.

You sighed and slowly walked towards your dad and gave him a hug. It was for the best anyways. When you pulled away, you gave him a small smile and whispered: "I'm sorry." And ran towards the other direction where he was standing. You couldn't hide your smile when you saw his relieved face when you made your way towards him. He hoisted you up on the back seat of his motorcycle. He started his engine and looked at your dad.

"I'll be sure to bring her back before dinner, sir." He said before accelerating his motor.

You s your hand on his waist and leaned your hear on his shoulder.

"You actually thought I wouldn't come to you, huh Wonsik?"

"Yes, and I was hoping that you really would. Thank you."

"No problem. Besides, I think my dad's okay with you. He never even bothered stopping me. Just make sure you do bring me back before dinner."