4
(Key's P.O.V)
I sighed and flipped my newly dyed blond hair as I entered our classroom, I decided last night that if I want to change I have to start it with myself. Everyone's eyes stared at me like I'm some sort of a crazy person, I just rolled my eyes at them and strutted confidently to where my seat was located. Once I got to my seat Taemin greeted me cheerfully.
"Wow! You look gorgeous Key-hyung!" He complimented as he hugged me from behind like a little child. I smiled at Taemin, showing him my dimpled smile. "Wah! You're really smiling now! Let me take a photo of this moment so it could last forever!"
I chuckled at how adorable he currently looked. "Oookay... Stop praising me, Taeminnie."
He nodded his head like a little child and broke his hug on my back. I placed down my things on my desk before me and Taemin both sat at our respective seats.
"I think I wouldn't have to ask if you're doing fine, I can see that you are just doing alright, hyung." He smiled brightly at me as he scooted his seat a little closer to my desk. "Did I already tell you that I love your new hair color? If I didn't, then I just said it! I thought you'd still be sulking because of what happened at the party, last Friday night. You know, the kiss and all. That was f*cking awesome!" I saw that he realized the word he just used and covered his mouth with both of his hands as his eyes smiled cheekily at me. "Oops. Sorry. I mean freaking."
I laughed, his hearty one joining my laughter. We stopped laughing when two guys leaned on my desk.
"Wow, you just stepped up your game, fag." Our classmate Jaejin laughed with his friend Eli, "It's a wonder how you can still show your face in this school. It's really disgusting, if you know what I mean."
"Sorry, but I'd rather be a fag than homophobic pricks like the two of you. Your muscles seemed to have clogged up your brains so much that you can't use them properly anymore. So, just go to your group of trash friends 'cos I don't want to waste my time with narrow minded people like you are." I said harshly before giving them a disgusted look. The two became red because of embarrassment, they just glared at me and walked slowly to their seats.
Taemin laughed then poked my cheek. "You did a great job of defending yourself, Key-hyung. I'm so proud of you." I pouted at him when he continued to poke my cheeks, which made him laugh at me even more. He stopped poking my cheek and motioned something behind me, making me look back.
My body froze when my gaze met with Jonghyun's, but I quickly glared at him and looked away.
Aish! Why is that guy staring at me? Freaking dinoboy!
I was taken aback when I looked back at Taemin, his face was only a few inches away from mine. There was a mischievous smile playing on his lips. Times like this, I couldn't help but think that the guy wasn't as innocent as I think he is.
"Hyung, you want to take revenge on Jonghyun-hyung, right?" He whispered to my ear.
I nodded slowly then a smile crept up my face as I whispered back. Have any great plans?"
He also nodded and pointed to his lips. I frowned at him in confusion, I was suppose to ask him what he meant by that when he placed a finger on his lips indicating for me to be quiet. He slowly moved his head closer to my head and took me by surprise when his lips touched mine in a quick peck.
I quickly moved my face away from his. I can feel myself blush as I stared at Taemin's grinning face. The amusement and mischievous glint in his eyes made me feel a little nervous. Why the hell did Taemin just kissed me?
*crash*
We both looked at the farther back of the classroom, where the crashing sound came from. I saw Jonghyun with his butt on the floor and his desk turned upside down. Omo? Did Kim Jonghyun fall down from his seat?!
I couldn't help but laugh at him. What I did see at the corner of my eyes was the devilish smile creeping out on Taemin's innocent face.
I heaved a deep sighed, just why the fucking hell do I have to be seated next to Mr. Oh-I'm-so-perfect during our history class? And what annoys me the most is the fact that staring weirdly ever at me, ever since the class started.
No, Kim Kibum. Don't ever think of feeling something for him again. Just fucking save yourself from pain!
Jonghyun quickly looked away when I intentionally turned to him and caught him staring at me, I smirked to myself before looking outside the window.
*plop*
I stared at the crumpled paper that landed on my desk, I glanced at the stupid guy beside me just to see him looking at me. Jonghyun was looking like he was waiting for me to read the paper. I sighed and opened the paper.
'Yah! Kim Kibum! Where are we doing the tutoring session after school?'
I rolled my eyes, I thought he said that he doesn't even give a damn about our next tutoring session? I smirked and wrote the answer before passing it back to him.
'As if I care about your problems, asshole :P'
I glared at him when he looked at me as he wrote something on the paper.
'I do f*cking care about my grades! Kim Kibum!'
'So? I don't even care if you fail Chemistry... It's your own fault so just work on it alone.'
'Why are you being a bitch?!'
'Oh, I don't know. Maybe you should ask yourself. Being an asshole, that's your specialty, not mine.'
'WTF! You accepted when Mr. Hwang asked you to tutor me!'
'FYI, I quit yesterday in being your tutor. After all of the things that you did? You really believe that I'll still help you? Go put a large stick up you ass, dickhead!'
Aish! This will surely go on forever, so I just decided to just ignore the crumpled paper that he tossed to my desk and not answer it. I just focused on the topic that Mr. Cho was currently discussing about the previous Era. Without realizing it my desk was filled with dozens of crumpled papers. I sighed in frustration and raised my hand. I had enough of this. It was his own fault, he should be a man and deal with it.
"Is there a problem, Mr. Kim?" our history professor Mr. Cho inquired, making the students look at my direction.
I nodded my head at him and glared at Jonghyun's direction. "Yes, there is Mr. Cho, Kim Jonghyun has been throwing crumpled papers at my desk the whole period! I tried to ignore him but he still won't stop."
Everyone looked at Jonghyun, who was turning red, and back at me. I smirked to myself as our professor quickly approached Jonghyun's desk.
Did he really think that I would let the chance of embarrassing him pass? What a doofus...
"Oh, thank you for telling me Mr. Kim Kibum." Mr. Cho ushered me to sit down again, then he turned to the embarrassed Jonghyun. "As for you Mr. Kim Jonghyun, you'll stay after my class to help with cleaning the whole school library as a punishment for disrupting my class and bothering your classmate."
Jonghyun let out a low grunt that the professor didn't hear before nodding his head. I was finally focusing on our lesson when another crumpled piece of paper landed on my desk. I can't help but smirk to myself as I read it.
'Oh, f*ck you Kim Kibum! I don't care about what you do anymore. I can find another tutor smarter than you are.'
I looked at his direction and saw him still glaring at me. I flicked an invisible strand of hair as I mouthed to him, "Good luck then, asshole."
I saw his teeth clench before he grudgingly turned away from me. I don't know why he was still bothering me about the tutoring stuff. We both know that he'll easily get someone to replace me as his tutor, why was he still wasting my time and his?
F*cked up, jerk...
After the conversation that me and Jonghyun had in our history class, I made my way through all of my other classes like a zombie. I was still wrapped up because of the question that stuck itself into my mind. Sure, I told Jonghyun that I don't care about his problem anymore, but it was far more difficult to not really care about him.
Oh, please. Just save yourself from further heartbreak. He couldn't possibly like you, stop getting your hopes up from unnecessary reasons. That guy's a douche bag. There will be no way for him to like you as much as you like him, you know.
I heaved a deep sigh at the voice in my head that I like to call my best friend, with all sarcasm intended. The rest of the day was like a wind that just quickly passed by and by the time I was rushing to my car, I was already feeling much better.
Except for the fact that Taemin left early today as usual. But all in all it was so great, like I've mentioned. I may say that I'm proud that I embarrassed Jonghyun in almost all of our classes together. And mostly because I retorted back to the guys who tried to make fun of me today. It felt so great embarrassing them and countering all the insults that they gave me.
I stopped on the track when I saw a very familiar figure leaning on my convertible. I sighed and approached him. "What the hell are you doing in front of my car?"
Jonghyun was glaring at me like a deranged killer and all I could was stare intently at him. "Let's talk." He demanded. It was now my turn to glare at him as I fold my arms over my chest.
"What kind of talk? Are you referring to the type of talk that adults do or the type of talk that you normally do with me?" I asked.
Jonghyun grabbed my arm, he jerked me towards the bricked wall a few inches away from my car. "Yah! What are you doing?"
Instead of answering my question, Jonghyun harshly shoved me, making me wince, and pinned me on the wall beside my car before kissed me, fully on the lips. I recovered from being surprised and the first thing I did was shove him really hard that he fell at the ground on his butt.
Wiping my lips with the sleeve of my shirt I yelled at him. "What was that for, you asshole?!"
He snickered and muttered with a grin on his lips. "Just paid back the kiss you owed me last friday. Now, shall we call it quits?"
I gave him another glare before raising an eyebrow. "Why should we call it quits? I don't even owe you anything. "F*cking dinosaur." I said as I felt tears glazing my eyes, completely surprising him before hopping into my car and leaving him on the floor.
God forbid anyone saw what Jonghyun did. And may god forbid me from wanting to murder that stupid ass of his...
I saw Jonghyun stand up and slowly start to approach my car. I took that as a cue to leave. I quickly started the engine, I listened to it purr for a moment before I pulled out of the parking lot. I decided to take the road, the longest way I could think of, to my house.
Part of me wanted to return to Jonghyun and punch the lights out of him. What does he think I am? Does he think he can play with my feelings like that? I took a deep breath and counted to ten to let my mind calm down. But I still couldn't stop but feel angry at him.
He still had the nerve to do that? After all of the things that he did to me? I wish I could really hate him right now...