I Love to Hate You (Jian AU)

Thirteen

Jc looked back toward where the mysterious hooded person once stood and between his classroom. The teacher seemed to be shouting at the students to settle down.

No one seemed to notice that Jc was outside the classroom yet.

Why wasn't he going back in there?

Right, he was a curious person and he wanted to find the person who pulled the alarm.

Jc hesitated, but ultimately decided to walk toward the broken glass.

He soon realized this wasn't his best idea because seconds later he heard footsteps nearing toward his side of the hallway.

"Don't move!" He heard the familiar voice of the principle scream at him from the far end of the hallway.

Jc was confused as to why they looked so angry.

He was just about to scream back that it was just Jc, but it soon settled in on him that they thought he had pulled the fire alarm.

Oh god, he would be in so much trouble if he couldn't explain all this.

What if no one believed him?

They had too.. right?

Just as the principle started walking quickly toward him, he felt a pull at his arm. He didn't have much time to process what was going on because the next thing he knew he was being dragged by someone and all of a sudden he was running, fast.

Why was he running?

And with who?

The person's grip felt strangely familiar.

"Get back here!" He heard the principle call after them.

Jc finally looked forward to see it was the hooded figure who had started this mess to being with.

Why was he taking him?

Jc felt dazed, he didn't like this.

All the confusion was pulling him down.

But he didn't stop running, not until both of them had barged out of the school and they were on the school's front lawn.

Jc's heart slowed down as the guy released the boys hand.

"What the-" Jc was cut off.

The person pulled off their hood and turned their head toward Jc.

Jc's mouth flung open in shock.

"Yeah before you say anything let me just say, you were the one who interfered with my business this time," Kian looked pissed.

Why was it always Kian?

Kian was honestly the definition of trouble.

Anytime Jc was in some kind of mess, Kian would always be behind it.

"But-but why? Why would you do that you idiot?!" Jc finally found the words he was looking for.