the death bell | na jaemin √

二十

_rule 12
student access is prohibited in the control room and can only be accessed with permission from the principal or authorities from the council committee.

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[f o u r  d a y s  t i l l  e x a m i na t i o n ]

"kang minhee" jaemin grabbed minhee's collar and slammed him against the wall. this was the same place minhee was caught by jangmi bullying a kid the other day, so jaemin could freely beat him up without it getting capture

"something wrong?" minhee sneered, pulling jaemins hands off him

"you killed renjun." he pointed an accusing finger at minhee

"no, he suicided. he committed a crime and he had to own up to it. i just assisted" he shoved jaemin away from his face "plus, i could stand his petty face. everyday the teachers go about how amazing he was. i couldnt stand a second of it"

"i can turn you in minhee all the same" jaemin spat, shoving minhee back

"who would believe you? the school operates on evidence, and you have none. plus, what do you have to show that i was the one who gave the school the footage? after all, i did give you the usb did i not?" minhee chuckled

"i don't care who has the usb, point is, he's dead. we have four days left kang minhee. four days, and renjun could have made it out" jaemin growled, taking a step closed to minhee

"he sent himself to hell" minhee hissed "and your next" with that, minhee had thrown a punch in jaemins direction, sending his head snapping to the side

"i didn't want to get violent but-" jaemin sent his fist flying back, the two now involved in a violent fight. minhee managed to get jaemin on the floor, the side of jaemins lips bloodied. the truth was jaemin was not a fighter, and minhee was. minhee was always caught in fights and jaemin avoided them as much as he could. he knew some tricks but that was the point, he knew some.

"i don't get how jangmi can even stand around a wimp" he leant down and his face got closer to jaemins, who was coughing but desperate to get back up

"call me a wimp, anything but don't you dare involve jangmi" jaemin supported himself with his hands, minhee standing back up to kick jaemin back down

"i wonder what she was thinking to stick around with someone pink hair" he lifted up a few strands of jaemins hair, chuckling maliciously. jaemin only groaned, having enough energy to slap his hand away

"she doesn't deserve to have made it so far" minhee provoked, causing jaemin to slowly stand up again

"say that again" he growled lowly, resting his hands on his knees

"she doesn't deserve to be alive"

jaemin pushed minhee to the wall, but minhee only laughed and shoved jaemin off. the pink haired boy was too weak to fight back, so he only stumbled and tried to regain his breath. when minhee was ready to finish jaemin, jangmi had just found the two, rather than fear, anger boiled inside her

before minhee could throw his fist at jaemin, she stood in front of the boy, her eyes fierce. minhee's fist stopped, his eyes widening in surprise

"your little girlfriend came to join huh?" minhee dropped his fist, cocking his head to the side in a mocking fashion

"get out of this jangmi" jaemin tried to grab her wrist to drag her out but she only shrugged him off

"i'm not weak minhee" she took a step towards the brown headed one

"i know you won't punch me" she took another step, and she could see a flicker in minhee's eyes

"i c-can" minhee stumbled backwards, almost losing his balance

"you won't. you keep your lock combination as my death date and you still keep your test paper. does that mean something to you minhee?" she wasn't afraid of minhee after knowing him for so long. he wasn't afraid of pain, he was afraid of having a weak spot

"it means nothing jangmi" she could tell he was beginning to back out

"why don't you try calling me bora? do it minhee"

his mouth was clammed shut

"i thought you weren't afraid?" she was already beginning to find his soft spot

"ahn bora, i will punch you" he raised his fist but jangmi walked closer to his fist

"do it" she snapped her eyes towards his "i'm ahn bora, not jangmi. kang minhee, i'm the girl who gave you candy on your confirmation exam"

he lowered his fist, gulping. before he could even react, jangmi gave him one hard kick and he was on the floor.

"serves you right"

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"i don't get it, why did the damn police make us do sport lessons in the first place" jaemin groaned as he lay on the floor, his hands behind his head

"don't ask me, how would i know" she scoffed

"to strengthen your sport abilities and to let your mind rest of the stress of exams. bs if you ask me. just because someone was kidnapped, the government makes us have sport lessons to toughen up." jaemin scowled, his back cold from the icy gym floor

"yah, do it probably" she slapped his leg lightly, trying to get jaemin to do his sit ups like everyone else was

"i cant" he lifted his head slightly in his so called sit-up

"jaemin, hurry up" the poked his leg, urging him to do it so they could finish earlier

"are you sure you want me to do it?" jaemin stared at the ceiling

i want to control myself, don't make me go insane jangmi

"yes! hurry" she looked at the teacher coming their way

"na jaemin, get up on do sit-ups" the coach had come over, causing jaemin to snap his back ups straight. the two nodded in reply and as soon as he left, jangmi whacked him again

"stop playing around, do it"

"don't regret this" he sat up probably, but further than jangmi head expected. his face flew up towards hers, leaving barely a centimetre apart. her eyes widen, throat becoming dry. his face left hers as quick as it came, but with every sit up, his face only drew closer and closer to hers.

if anyone felt her heart right there, you would just feel continuous pounds as fast as the light.

"j-jaemin, could you um go a little further away" she gulped, avoiding eye contact as he went back up again

"what, you scared?" he smirked, watching as her eyes was stuck downwards

"n-no"

"then look at me" jaemin watched as her eyes shifted upwards, her gaze connecting with his. he felt as if he was walking through a maze as he explored her eyes. a maze full of traps and weapons coming out to kill him, a maze full of unpleasant yet mysterious things. there was almost like there wasn't an exit, nor an entrance.

it was as if there was no way you could get in except for breaking the wall down

"w-what are you thinking"

"nothing" that was a lie. his eyes were trained on her lips and he just couldn't tear it off

i want to you to be in my universe

where your the sun and i'm the moon

and where the eclipse is the start of a new love

"y-you keep looking at me weird"

"i don't think my gaze is weird"

"th-then what is it"

"hungry" his voice dropped to a whisper. she had no response to this

"food can be gone in a second" her tone switched "it only fulfils you if you cherish it"