My Mr. Fvckboy | h.js |

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Y/n's POV

The next day is thursday and this stupid week is now almost over.

I actually wake up on time for Minho's sake, since I apparently always make him late. Which is true, but I mean hes always dramatic about it.

After I get ready I walk up to Minho's door and knock.

His mom answers and let's me in.

"Goodmorning Y/n!" she smiles.

"Goodmorning Mrs. Lee" I smile back.

I walk up the stairs and knock on Minho's door.

"Hey loser, we need to go to school"

After a few seconds I don't get an answer.

"Hey, Minho, C'mon we have school" I knock louder and still no answer.

"Well then" I mumble

I open his door and he's still sleeping.

"Oh my god" I sigh.

I go downstairs and take two pots.

"Imma just borrow this real quick" I tell his mother.

I walk into his room to see him still peacefully sleeping.

I start banging the pots together.

"Wake up! wake up! wake up!" I start shouting.

He jumps up from bed.

"What?" he rubs his eyes.

"Hurry up and get ready slow poke, or we'll be late" I leave, closing his door on my way out.

I return the pots and sit on the last step of his stairs. In a couple of minutes I hear him walking down the stairs.

"Finally" I sigh dramatically while getting up.

"I didn't even take that long" he rolls his eyes.

We bid his mom goodbye and leave the house.

We jog to school and once we enter- thankfully again- our seats are free so we go to sit down.

"Excited for the party?" Yeosang sits infront of us.

"Totally, I'm stoked" I say with a sarcastic tone.

"Don't be like that, you'll have fun I promise" he puts his pinky out.

I take it with my own pinky.

"Fine then, I'm super excited for the party" I say in the most genuine way I can.

The bell rang so Yeosang had to go off to his own seat

The teacher started our lesson. I messily took notes, even though I knew I wouldn't need most of them. 

After a long time of being in class, it was finally lunch. 

"Perfect, there's one other table" I sat down.

There they are.

They came to our table.

These pesky rodents.

"Nuh-uh" I wave my finger in their face. "There's another empty table" I say proudly.

"Hm.. where?" Hyunjin asks.

"Right over there-" I point but my facial expression drops when I notice some people sitting at the once empty table.

"I'm sorry, where's the empty table again?" Jisung asks.

"Ugh, you bastards!" I raise my voice at the other table. Causing a couple of looks to come my way.

I slumpily get up and grab Minho's hand to follow.

I don't need any repercussions of arguing, because of them.

We go to a table with other students and sit down angrily.

"Hmph," I cross my arms.

We talked through out lunch and before we knew it, it ended.

I walked to my locker and got out a few books and papers for my next class. When I closed my locker and started walking I bumped into someone causing my books and papers to fall.

"God damnit" I muttered.

"Hey watch it" a boy grumbled. I looked up.

"Yeah, sure thing, soft boy" I chuckled.

"I said stop calling me that"

"Yeah sure thing soft boy, Woops I mean, Seonghwa" I stand up with my books.

"I don't hit girls, but I might make an exception for you" he says in an annoyed tone.

Don't worry though, it's just our dynamic. He loves me I swear.

"C'mon Seongie we both know you wouldn't dare hit me" I laugh.

He tries to act like he's a big bad guy so when I call him out like this, he acts like hes mad, but he probably doesnt actually care. But he's a big softie and he loves me too much to ever hit me.

"Move it Seonghwa" someone stands infront of him.

Seonghwa left and when the person turned around they also ended up knocking my books down.

"Damnit!" I raise my voice.

"Aren't you going to thank me kitten?"

"First of all, no. And second, please don't ever call me that Jisung" I shiver.

I bend down and pick up my books.

"I didn't need your help," I say and walk away with my now crumpled papers and beat up looking books.

I walk in class and sit down.

"Why are you back so late?" Minho asked.

"Just a mishap with books"

"Oh okay"