Class President//Wontaek

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A/N My friend told me that I should quote, "Write something scandalous" so I will. although it'll happen like at the end of this, or next chapter, anyways ENJOY!(๑♡3♡๑)

Third person P.O.V

Jung Taekwoon was the picture perfect student in the eyes of others. No one ever really got to talk to him though, he was always quiet, and ran away anytime he got even a little bit of attention. Which wouldn't really be a problem if he wasn't the student council president. His shyness would sometimes get in the way of his council duties, but he made sure to pretend to keep his cool as much as possible. He aced almost every class he took, if not an A he at least made a B. It's not that he was exactly self conscience, he just hated everyone in that richboy prep school. Everyone had the mannerisms of douchey jackasses despite being raised in such a privileged household. Taekwon got into this school with a scholarship, he had to save hundreds of dollars to even take the test, but he passed with a score higher than anyone else. Along with that he just really hated attention.

Frankly everyone at that school knew of Taekwoons smarts, they also knew of his problem with having the spotlight, so they gave it to him. The nominated him as a joke, expecting him to quit before the end of the week. Knowing this Taekwoon got his shit together, and he turned out to be a great council president. He only got along with his fellow council, Jaehwan, Hakyeon, Hyuk, and Hongbin. They were they only non-douche rich kids in this school, they knew of his anxiety when it came to having attention put on him so they helped him to be as comfortable as possible.

Taekwon walked down the halls, it was his free period and most council duties were over, now all that was left was to patrol the halls till the end of the period. He didn't have to worry about much, just skippers, smokers, and the occasional slackers. This was an all boys school so he didn't have to worry about kids making out in the hallways, or at least he didn't have to worry about it often.

He approached the secluded spot underneath the staircase, no one could see you there, no unless they squeezed through the small space between the wall and the lockers that blocked the view. He squeezed through the opening quite easily, and came upon the sight of two freshman 'enjoying' their time together. Taekwon sighed, "Come on kids playtime's over, if you're gonna do that do it at home." the look on the frightened freshman's face almost had him laughing as they ran away, startled and embarrassed. After they left he stood there for a moment, enjoying the darkness and seclusion, the only light coming from the tiny crack between the lockers and wall, until he was startled by someone suddenly speaking. "You should really stop being such a party pooper, those kids were just having fun." The all too familiar sarcastic tone brought an annoyed look to Taekwoons face.

He turned around to see Kim Wonshik, a regular in detention, which Taekwoon monitors. Wonshik seemed to take immense pleasure from teasing Taekwoon, and Taekwoon was more than fed up with it. "Shouldn't you be in class?" He asked. Wonshik smirked and stepped closer to him, "I'm on free period." He said innocently. "No you're not." Taekwoon said confidently. Wonshik sighed, almost mockingly, "Wow, you've really memorized my schedule haven't you? Just dying to know where I am at all times? A bit stalkerish don't you think?" He said, taking more steps towards Taekwoon, and leaning in close to him, faces inches apart, Taekwoon pushed him away. 

"With the number of times you skip I have to know your schedule." Wonshik put his hands up mocking innocence, "Easy tiger I'm not here to be hostile." this time Taekwoon took a step forward, "Then what do you want?" this time the smirk on Wonshiks face went from smug to mischievous as he walk forward again, forcing Taekwoon the back up until his back met the wall, the loud slam of Wonshiks hands against the wall next to his head startled him, and his heart was racing, breath staggering. Wonshik leaned in forward until Taekwon could feel his warm breath against his ear, Wonshiks body swayed slightly from side to side as if he were becoming excited, or impatient. "To see you just like this, all nervous and squirming underneath me."

Taekwon turned his head to the side, "Don't you get tired of teas-" before he could finish Wonshik grabbed his chin and forced him to look into his eyes, surprise and confusion clearly present on Teakwoons red face. "No, I never get tired of it, in fact I love it." They stayed for a moment, staring at each other before Wonshik spoke up. "Well?" he said leaning in slightly more, "Well what?" Taekwoon replied trying to keep his cool. "You hate my guts, and I just pinned you against this wall," He leaned into Taekwoons ear once more, "What are you gonna do about it?" Taekwoon was too confused to know how to react, so he just decided to act like he usually would. He pushed Wonshik off and stormed out, a smirking Wonshik calling out behind him. "See you in detention Taekwoonie~" Taekwoon hated that nickname.

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Taekwoon sat in the coucil room, located next to the pricipals office. He was filling our Wonshiks detention slip when the principal and some other man came into the room. Taekwoon stood up and bowed to them both, "Ah, Taekwoon, sir this is the boy I was telling you about." He said to the man as Taekwoon shook both their hands. "Hello Taekwoon, I'm Wonshiks father." "Oh" Taekwon said sounding more annoyed than he meant too, the man just chuckled, "i see you've gotten to know my son." Taekwoon nodded, the principal left and the man sat down, as well as Taekwoon. 

"I feel we all know that Wonshik can be a handful," Taekwoon nodded,More than a handful he thought. "But that's why I'm here, I'd like to ask a favor of you, I was hoping you could help my son get his grades up and start behaving." Taekwoon sighed, "I don't know sir, can't you just hire a tutor?" He slouched back, "I have, he's chased everyone of them off, I need someone who can smack some sense into him, I'm aware you've done many sports, as well as boxing and martial art." Taekwoon nodded, "But still, I don't think he'll listen to me, so much so to let me 'knock' sense into him." Wonshiks father leaned forward again, "Taekwoon, I am well aware of your home situation, and I'm more than able to help you, I would just need you to do me this favor, if you do I can pay you handsomly."

Taekwoon thought about it, he wasn't sure about it, he knew he needed the money, his mother and faher at home both worked extremely hard to provide for the rest of the family, and the money could help them to rest. But that meant dealing with wonshik, he didn't have the patience to do that. What did his father want him to do, fight him? Taekwoon knew he would need to think about this. "I'll think about it sir." They stood up and shook hands, "Of course, let me know your answer." Taekwoon sighed, he still had detention duty today, that was gonna be a bitch. 

A/N don't worry, it gets more risque. I was wondering if I should make Wonshik call Taekwon chubs?(props if you know that referrence.) Anyways, I'm not sure if I'm cut out for smut stuff, I mean I'm way too creative so everything has to have a long storyline, anyways I'll try.