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now playing "Make you mine" by Madison Beer
Author's Perspective :
Walking fastly as she could, Y/N reached upon the school's large entrance gate, panting and huffing, fighting for her breath. After a few moments she calmed down and let out a long breath, she smiled to herself, "First day it is! Hwaiting!" She mumbled, patting her own back, feeling a rush of excitement taking over her, when upon walking she abruptly was stopped. A wooden stick could be felt on her shoulder as she turned back only to see a tall boy, wearing neat and clean uniform, hair styled back, properly slicked in a gentleman way, as his gaze was piercing and he looked at her in a strict manner. No emotions. No smile. Not even blinking. Wow. He surely is cold.
"I won't tolerate late comers here at this school, name?" He asked, his voice harsh and deep. Y/N looked at him blankly. No doubt he's handsome but who raised this boy? So unwelcoming. And by the look she had on her face it was clear that she already hates him. "Sorry. Yang Y/N." She replied in the same cold tone, completely opposite of her usual persona. He glanced at her again, only to read her facial expression when he wrote her name on a small diary. "Since you're a newcomer and it's your first time, I'm letting you go. Next time it won't be tolerated, understand?" He asked, giving the same cold shoulder.
"What's your name?" She asked back. "Why do you care?" He spoke in an irritated manner. "I just told you mine so it's only fair if I know yours." She replied in a confident tone, scruinting his eyes he leaned a bit towards her. "I'm the school's president, that should be enough." His expression is fierce. Y/N let out an exaggerated breath, grunting her teeth to be at her best behavior since it's already a new school and she can't clearly mess with the school's president.
"Lee Heesung?" She asked with a victorious smile as she glanced at his batch, making him roll his eyes. "Shouldn't you be a little polite to me? Can't be on my bad side, can you?" He asked in a mocking tone. "I don't see any reason to." Y/N answered, already regretting not thinking before speaking as usual. Heesung raised one of his eyebrows as he leaned backwards as if checking her out. "You do realize that I'm the school's president? I can do anything I want and make any rule, and you-" he pointed a finger to her, "And you have to follow that." He smirked. Not only this whole argument was pointless but the little satisfaction they received along with it as well.
"Then maybe try to be a little human? It's only a school, not a country that you're so proud of." She folded her hands in front of her chest, standing proudly as for her it was now a competition.
Heesung looked at her with intrigue, Y/N's behavior towards him was really unusual which somehow made him a bit attracted towards her. "Is that so? Then how about I punish you for being disrespectful or maybe make you my follower then? That way I can prove to you that the power is mine and you won't have any choice but to obey me." Even he didn't know what was profiting him with this baseless argument. He knows very well he can just ignore her and walk on, she's a new student after all, neither she can profit him nor make him loose. But strangely this was satisfying. Especially when she wasn't willing to back off over a mere quarrel.
