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-chapter 41 ➵ my girl-

Yejin's POV

Lunch time came shortly after that one. I avoided Haechan as I left the room. "Oh, come on, Yejin. Why are you getting angry at me~?" I rolled my eyes at Haechan's voice, which-again-sounds like a little kid.

I ignored him and he grabbed my arm. "Hey." I stared at him. We did a staring contest until he spoke up again. "What did I do wrong?" I scoffed and folded my arms. "So, you don't know?"

He paused and shrugged. "I.. don't know." I sighed. "You know it's just a secret. You're making everything obvious for them, Haechan. What if Renjun-" Haechan clicked his tongue.

"I told you not to handle the situation, right?" I bit my lip and looked down, avoiding his intense gaze. "Yejin.." I raised both my hands. "I know. Please, stop." I hugged myself.

I let Haechan hug me. There were just a few students and didn't bother to look at us, so we were fine. I hugged Haechan back. "I really miss Renjun hanging out with you guys.." I muttered. Haechan brushed my hair and hugged me tighter.

"He can be kind of a kill joy, so let him be. Mark told you to buckle up, didn't he?" I thought about it and nodded when I remembered. "By the way, that rhymed." I rolled my eyes when Haechan said that.

I looked up at him. "Still. I'm not going to let the Renjun issue slide." I said. He smiled and quickly kissed me. "You naughty bastard.." I put my right arm on his shoulder and tiptoed to ruffle his hair.

He closed an eye as I did that and grinned. He pinched both sides of my cheeks and kissed me again. "Haechan, I told you not to." I said and pushed him away. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the cafeteria.

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Renjun's POV

The bell rang, telling that it was already lunchtime. I didn't bother to close my sketchpad and stop drawing. I let my classmates pour out of the room. I stopped when I felt Jeno's gaze on me.

"I hope you make up your mind, dude." He said, patting my shoulder. I removed his hand and continued on drawing. "Renjun.."

"Jeno, I don't want you to interfere, please. I don't wanna hate you, either. Leave.. please." I said as softly as I could, not wanting to hurt his feelings. He sighed. "Alright." He said and I heard his footsteps slowly fading.

After a few moments, I looked around the room and saw none of my classmates. I sighed and closed my sketchpad. I stood up, placing my pencil and eraser back inside my bag. I wore it while I held the sketchpad in my hands.

I walked outside of the room and to the cafeteria. I looked up and down again when Yejin crossed my mind. She's been the main subject of my sketchpad. Every page you flip, you can see her face.

I turned left to another hallway and there, I froze, seeing something I shouldn't have. Rage flowed over my body when I saw Haechan pinch Yejin's cheeks and kissed her.

Haechan kissed Yejin.

He kissed my girl.

I gripped the sketchpad in my hands. They smiled to each other and left to go to the cafeteria. When they disappeared in my eye shot, I shouted. I threw my sketchpad in front of me, dropping some of the drawings that wasn't attached on the paper.

I gripped my hair then punched the wall beside me repeatedly. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" I shouted and released heavy pants. "I know I should have gathered my wits and made her mine. Ugh!" I punched the wall again.

I clicked my tongue and took my phone from my pocket, my blood trickling down my fingers. "Hey, you told me you saw Haechan with her." I said, choosing my words. "Yes, sir. I have saw once he kissed Miss Yejin."

I cursed under my breath. "You're helpful, after all. Not quite. You were too obvious. Keeping on asking her questions." I said and rolled my eyes, checking my bloody fist. "I'm sorry, Sir."

I scoffed. "Whatever. I'll do it myself from now on. I'll call you when I need you." I said and immediately dropped the call. I took my handkerchief from my pocket and started to wipe the blood off when I heard a voice.

"Renjun?"

I looked up and saw Younghee, one of Yejin's friends and classmate. Her eyes landed on my hands and she quickly walked to me in a fast pace. "What the hell." She muttered and grabbed my left hand.

She raised a brow at me. "You punched the fucking wall." She said matter-of-factly. "I sure did." She sighed and dropped my hands to take something from her bag. She took out a bandage and zipped her bag shut.

"Hand." I lifted my left hand to her and she slowly wrapped the cloth on it. "If I see you with this kinda injury again, I'm the one to break your bones, even if we're not close." I chuckled and she glared at me.

She sighed. "There. Don't tell anyone I helped you. I'll get going." She waved her hand and walked away. I traveled my eyes on the floor and saw my sketches. I picked up one after another and tucked them in in my sketchpad.

I picked up a sketch that I made of Yejin. "I'm quite an asshole for letting you go so easily."

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Yejin's POV

Haechan and I arrived in the cafeteria. I pointed at Maeyoung and the others. "I'll be with them." He nodded and I went to the girls's table. As I sat down, I noticed that Younghee wasn't with us. "Where is Younghee?"

"Their teacher released them early and she finished lunch early. She has to head to the library to make a quick assignment for Mr. Seo." Maeyoung explained. I nodded while Kira gave me my plate of fried chicken.

I ate and chatted with my friends when a paper airplane landed in front of Yan-ne. She picked up the paper plane. "It says that it's for you, Yejin." She said handed me the paper plane.

I opened it and saw a sketch of my face on the paper. There was a note in the bottom right and I read it aloud for the girls to hear. "'You should probably choose between the two of us before I have to take you by force'." I stared at the paper.

"What does that mean?" Kira asked and looked at each one of us. I shrugged. "I like the drawing, but that's so creepy. And who does this mean by.." My voice trailed off and finally realized who sent this paper plane.

Renjun, no..

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