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“what did you say?”
the whole school watches with bated breath as yang jungwon’s already big eyes widen even more.
“i-i...”
in the distance, sim jake breathes in deeply, eyes piercing holes into the raven head of park sunghoon.
“i like you.” yang jungwon says more clearly, hands shaking but back straighter than before and eyes determined.
park sunghoon scoffs, turns his back to the younger and the onlookers gasp when he says-,
“i don’t go for kids.”
he frowns and walks away.
as the entire school laughs at his best friend, sim jake seethes with a burning rage and one singular thought running through his brain.
i am never going to let myself fall in love with park sunghoon like everyone else.
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“hey! asshole!”
rolling his eyes, sunghoon turns around slowly and raises a brow at the person who called out to him. he gives him a once over, sees wavy black hair and sharp eyes, curled lips, a clenched jaw.
a pretty face.
he stares, seemingly bored.
he drawls. “what do you want, shortie?”
glaring, jake steps closer and crosses his arms. “do you think you’re so cool, shitting on someone that admires you just because you feel like it?” he spits, eyes piercing and sunghoon sighs.
so this was yang’s friend.
he raises his hands. “i said i wasn’t interested. not my fault the kid got hurt.” he shrugs.
jake laughs along, humorless.
“he may be younger but when it comes to everything else you’re measly in comparison. he’s smart and he’s good and you don’t deserve him.” jake says a-matter-of-factly.
“yeah?” sunghoon tilts his head, takes three quick steps forward and jake sputters as his back hits the wall.
suddenly he’s nose-to-nose with the taller and he freezes, staring with wide eyes into sunghoon’s sharp ones as the taller curls one corner of his lip. “you gonna tell me what i deserve?”
“y-you...” jake gasps, glaring. he straightens his back and grabs onto the taller’s collar.
“is your head so far up your ass that you use your bladder in place of your brain? jungwon is my friend and i care about him with my life. if some airhead lowlife thinks he can get away with being a fucking jerk because of his pretty face, i make sure jungwon doesn’t waste his time and feelings getting hurt by him.”
blinking, sunghoon is stunned silent for a few seconds.
jake’s gaze doesn’t waver and they stare each other down for a few more moments before the taller smiles, laughing.
momentarily, jake is taken aback by the endearing sound and the blinding sight of his pearly whites, but he would rather shave off all his hair than voice the thought aloud. he’s suddenly made very aware of the close proximity and the fact that he could smell the taller’s minty breath and his own macchiato tinged merging together.
“puppy thinks i’m pretty?” the taller chirps, leaning down and pressing in closer.
startled by the action and the pet name, jake panics and kicks his leg forward in a knee-jerk motion, sending him tumbling down the staircase behind them.