Running 2 U | Nct 2018: Book One

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I tried to stand up by myself and blindly furrowed my brows.

"Your what?"

"My hoodie." He said, a hint of boredom lacing his velvety voice.

The only hoodies I have is my own and that black hoodie-- wAiT.

I stared at him, my vision starting to clear up. His features were oddly familiar and I can't help but chew on my bottom lip.

"Who are you again?" I asked, quite fazed by his sudden appearance. My endless questioning might drive him or anyone insane.

My vision started to become clearer and my eyes widened as our eyes locked.

H-He's the guy from the convience store..!

"You're--!!"

"Surprise, surfuckinnnprise. Didn't expect to see you here." He yawned, making me glare at him when I heard him cuss. Only I can cuss in this household--

That was a joke.

"What's with the face? April fools is over, babe." He snickered, surprising me. I processed everything that's happening, making me fold my arms, not liking his attitude at all.

Who does this guy think he is?? We just properly met like now and he's starting to piss the shit out of me.

"My mom roasts better than you." I blurted out.

He smirked, leaning closer against my liking. His familiar scent had me intoxicated and I pushed him away.

"Lame comeback. Try again later." He said, fixing his hair. Now, I noticed the cuts and bruises on his face. I felt a little anxious and I leaned in closer to him, my breath hitching behind his ear. He flinched and his face was as red as a tomato.

"Oh I'm not going for a comeback," I whispered, trying my best to sound like a seductive bitch on his ear, feeling him tense up.

"Just spilling the tea."

And I pushed him away as I walk away, leaving him alone. He caught up with me and pinned me to the wall when I reached the staircase, leaving me off guard. This guy...

"Such a bad girl, I see." His words melted into my head and I swore, I almost punched him for being so cocky. I decided to tease with him.

"I don't know what your problem is, but I'm guessing it's hard to pronounce." I retorted as I gave him a pointed look. He raised a brow at my lame retort. I cringed so hard.

I was never good at comebacks cause I never had the confidence back then. And like it's not really what I specialize in though it's pretty interesting how random words just blurt out of my mouth.

He leaned in closer, trying to tease me more. I can feel his breath hitching on my lips as I stared at him in horror, my eyes watering a bit.

Before his lips collide with mine, he leaned back and bursted out laughing. My back was pressed onto the wall and I felt a pang of redness on my cheeks.

"You should have seen your face in my perspective." He laughed some more, causing me to glare at him.

"You should have seen your face when your mom gave birth to you while in midst highway, you little twat." I spat.

"Woah, feisty." He rolled his eyes.

I muttered countless names to call him and it made me look like I was summoning a demon in a cult.

"Now, leave me alone."

He loosens his hold and I pushed pass him, his mouth forming into a pout. I began walking downstairs and didn't look back at him.