Be Mine

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Days passed with Dara being the class president. She didn’t knew that she will actually enjoy being the class president. She might have tons of works, attended meetings everyday, but it gave her joy, the pleasure of helping others not just because it was your job but because you also wanted to. She was not really having a hard time especially her friends were there to help her although most of the time Seung Ri and Chaerin just became a nuisance as they bicker endlessly, while Minzy was obviously just joining to see their cute Student Council President and Youngbae was just hitting on her.

They were in full packed schedule as of now since the school was going to hold its annual charity program in which kids from five different orphanages will spend their day on the whole school. It was almost four when the class was dismissed and as usual, Kwon Jiyong didn’t give a damn about school activities, about anything. He will just came to school, listened a bit, then slept in the rest and when the bell rang he went not even trying to help on the presentation that the class was preparing for.

Jiyong stood up after grabbing his backpack as he aimed for the door only to be stopped by Dara. Dara held his arm that everyone’s eye was on them while Youngbae was clenching his fist tightly, prepared to throw his strongest punch once the dragon did something to hurt Dara. Jiyong snapped his head to the petite girl who was holding his arm. ‘Ahmm, I would just like to...’ Dara trailed off as she let go of Jiyong’s arm as she bowed down at him. ‘Thank you for electing me as the class president,’ Dara said facing him with a smile on her lips while he kept his straight face. He rolled his eyes definitely bored of the situation as he turned his back from her and began walking again with his right hand holding his bag over his shoulder while the other hand of his was inside his pocket.

Dara quickly jogged towards him. ‘You know I am always having fun, helping others is great,’ she said smiling but he just didn’t give a single shit about it. Then Dara started telling him stories while all their classmates were about to breakdown from too much nervousness with the dangerous thing that their fragile class president was doing.

Jiyong stopped walking as he stared at her that made her stop from telling her stories. ‘You’re annoying,’ he said as he continued walking but Dara grabbed his arm once more. ‘Now what? Can’t you just fuck off?’ he asked as Dara bit her lips. She then put her hand inside her pocket and grabbed something. She then peeled it off and gently placed it to Jiyong’s wound on his hand. ‘There much better,’ she smiled at him as he stared at the flower patterned band aid in his hand. Jiyong roughly pulled his arm from her causing her to lose balance and fall. Her friends gasped as they practically rushed to her.

There was a weird silence hanging in the air. When Dara was about to fall Jiyong was agile enough to catch her in his arms while Dara had her eyes tightly shut waiting for her body to slam on the floor. He then made her stand gently. ‘Next time this happen I will not catch you anymore; you should know how to take care of yourself,’ he said in a low voice as he began walking to the door. ‘Thanks,’ Dara said waving her arm at him though he was not even looking at her. ‘And eat,’ he added making Dara tilt her head in confusion.

When Jiyong was finally out of sight her friends rushed to her, they were practically turning her around expecting her from head to toe making her giggle. ‘Are you hurt somewhere?’ Youngbae asked worriedly with his teeth gritted. Dara laughed while shaking her head. ‘Aish! Don’t go near him again!’ Seung Ri said raking his hair with both of his hands. ‘Come on guys, you saw it. He’s kind,’ Dara said smiling as she quickly went to her seat and grabbed the folder she needed. ‘I’ll go now, I still have some meeting,’ she smiled at them as they all rolled their eyes.