I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to try to do something about it.
My clammy hands fidget with a thick strand of hair as I stood outside of her class, waiting for her to show up. Soon enough, I spotted a familiar head of long hair walking towards me.
She looked like she didn't have a care in the world.
It irritated me.
Before she could step foot into the lecture hall, I grabbed her arm and was able to utter out a small "wait".
She flashed an innocent smile at me and tilted her head, waiting for me to speak.
The grip on my hair tightening, I stuttered,
"W-Why do you treat him like that? Why do you act so u-ungrateful?"
The shocked expression that took over her face made my heart jump, fear immediately seeping throughout my body.
She then flashed me that famous smile and simply spoke,
"Hoseok? You know him? It's fine. Just stop being nosy."
My hand around her wrist loosened and she happily took it back, flashing me a small smile before walking in.
All I could do was look down at the hand that grabbed her, as if I could actually feel her poison spread from the very tip of my fingers.
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deprived | jung hoseok
Short Storythe most precious of flowers need many resources to survive but I guess she refused to give you enough you were a wilting flower and she was a thorn ♡ jung hoseok fanfic 2017 ♡
