Gun and Off used to be best friends in high school but when Off's girlfriend start𝘀 to get jealous of their relationship, things start to get messy.
The whole school goes uproar because of their leaked kissing picture and Off starts to avoid gun be...
"Gun" He said looking heavily into my eyes. I am still in this totally stiff position that I can't seem to have any control over. "We'll be seeing each other for quite some time. Let's act normal, alright?" He looks deadly serious right now.
"You mean pretend like nothing ever happened?" I said reflecting back at his stare—I want to swear at his face but I'm equally sacred of his hands crushing my wrists. He doesn't speak so I carry on,
"Aren't you scared of the rumours again? I mean...you already have quite a reputation here."
"—don't you dare speak anything about our past."
"If you act like this, I'm afraid it's going to be even more obvious."
I somehow manage to pinch him and escape my hands.
"And you." I yelled. "Don't you ever behave like this with me again. Just so you know after I finish that shitty project, we won't be seeing each other again so until then try not to be an asshole."
I walked out of the bathroom furiously; my hands are trembling, my body is agitated. He really had the audacity to face me and say that—how fucking shameless and unremorceful is that. I've hated him a zillion times but I had this minor thought, almost invisible, inside of me that maybe, just maybe if he even had an ounce of regret to what he did, I could've forgiven him. But as of now I despise myself for having even thought that.
The next day I get a text from Oab when I am in class. "Our shoot day has been decided. It's this Saturday. I'll pick you up at 10."
Saturday
I try not to overthink about what is going to happen today as I'm waiting for Oab to pick me up. He arrives after some minutes. He's wearing a light blue T-shirt, jeans shorts, an unusual hat and a fancy sunglass. I hop in and it's just the two of us and a Bruno Mars song playing in the background which reminds me that he still hasn't forgotten about my favourite singer, which reminds me that he had confessed to me. Suddenly I feel pressured breathing.
"Gun, you don't have to make it's that obvious you know?" He chuckled.
"Obvious what?"
"That you are not comfortable around me."
"Me?" I gave out a clumsy laugh. "Nope. Not at all—so what are we doing today?" I asked changing the topic. Phew.
"We are shooting beside a lake. The outfits are mostly casual and you will be doing with Sara, she's also Off's girlfriend."
"Oh." I muttered. I wonder what happened with Jean. Did they broke up? How? Did she ever tell Off that she was the one who leaked the pictures? Geez why do I even care.
"I am in charge of the outfits."Oab said still continuing I look ahead. "Pete is the editor and.."
"And Off ?" I asked
"He is the photographer."
What?? Now I can only pray to god to lessen the amount of awkwardness I'll be facing today.
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