You glanced away from his piercing stare as you gathered all your might to speak up. "T-thanks," you mumbled, "I'll pay you back, h-how much was it?" you asked, your voice sounding a little more confident. "100 million won," he said, making your heart sunk in despair. "What? That much?" you asked, you couldn't help but sound surprise. You fidgeted with your fingers before saying, "I-I don't have that much money r-right now. I-I'll take extra shifts on my part-time jobs to p-pay you back. I promise," you said as you glanced up at him hopefully. 

He gave you a teasing smirk before snatching the phone in your hand. When he gave it back, you saw that you held his number, labeled Baekhyun.   You were atill caught between your daze when suddenly felt a pair of hands on your wrist. You jerked your head up to find Baekhyun only inches from you. He took a few more steps, pinning you against the wall.   "You pay me every day, starting tomorrow. Then we'll be through," he gritted between his teeth as he leaned in closer. After receiving an understanding nod from you, he walked away.    You saw that he walked towards a black car, you glanced at it for a few seconds before turning back to your phone. You looked at the clock on the blinking screen. 7:50.    You have 10 minutes to get to school, 10 minutes to run your heart out. Immediately, you dropped the bag of pancakes and made a run for it. The only thing on your mind was making it to school on time. I should've gotten a bike, you thought before mentally slapping yourself and pacing up again. You dashed through the crowded streets when a black car suddenly stopped you at your tracks. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, and was about to walk past it when the door flung opened. Your eyes widened as you saw Baekhyun stepping off. You opened your mouth to speak, but before you could say anything, he had already silenced you. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside, slamming the door close. He walked to the other side, before joining you in the car.    You looked at him with an astonished expression. "We're in the same school. You should be grateful that I'm giving you a ride," he stated, clearing away your questions.    Instantly, your mouth formed an O, "T-thanks," you mumbled, but loud enough for him to hear.    "Is this how you always look when you go to school?" he asked, causing you to glance down at your uniform.   Before you could do anything, you felt him scoot closer, closing the gap between you two. Immediately, you backed away, your back pressed against the door while he hovered over you.    His hands moved to the buttons on your uniform. Instantly, you grabbed his hand and snapped, "Ya!" "What?" he asked as he flashed you an innocent look. "W-what are you t-trying to do?" you stuttered. He let out a smirk before replying, "Don't get this the wrong way, you're not good enough for me," he jeered.   You heart sank at his words, it hurts. When you got your focus snapped back, you realized that he was buttoning up your shirt and fixing your uniform. Grabbing onto your wrist, he pulled you to sit back up. His hands then moved up to your hair, delicately and combing it, fixing your bangs along the way. When he finished, his hands dropped and he moved back to his original seat, not bothered to give you a second glance.    You swallowed as you felt your cheeks burn and flushed in redness. You heart was racing and your breath shortened. I'm nervous about school. It couldn't possibly be because of him, right? your chain of thoughts were cut off when you heard the car screeched and stopped.    You jerked your head around, preparing yourself to bid goodbye, only to find t