cravin | ten

- 10

Meiqi sat at her desk, gazing out of the window and down at the students walking into school through the main gate and the other students who sat on the lawn chatting with friends or on the benches studying or reading; she even saw a few students sleeping out there. She smiled a small smile and averted her gaze to the clock hung above the white board; it was about 7:15pm right now. This was a bit early for her but she didn't really mind.

She decided to catch the early bus today as she had a feeling a certain someone would be on the 7:15 bus. Immediately at the thought of him her head began to pound with a harsh pain. Just simply thinking of him stressed her out and gave her a headache. She pulled a bottle of water out from her bag and some medicine from a small front pocket of her bag, she had a feeling she would need it.

She swallowed the pill with the water then closed the pink bottle, placing it back into its designated spot in her bag. She had spent a peaceful fifteen minutes gazing out the window and letting the sun warm her up but of course unwanted and intruding thoughts had to disturb her small moment of serenity. She ran a hand through her hair and, feeling a few knots in it, she pulled out a mirror from her bag along with a comb and her makeup pouch.

She set the mirror onto the desk, it was a little rose gold mirror with vine like designs on it and a stand to prop it up. She angled the mirror to face her properly and only then did she get a good look at herself for the first time that morning. Her hair was disheveled a bit due to her hurriedly combing through the wet strands, her eyes were slightly sunken because she hadn't slept very well that night. Well who would be able to? In her situation. She didn't even take the time to put on any makeup this morning or even eat.

She felt her stomach burn at that, her mom had made something delicious for breakfast this morning but she didnt even get to so much as take a glance at what was laid out onto the table. She merely bid her mother goodbye and hurried out the door and into the cold of the early morning. All of that just so she wouldn't have to ride on the same bus as him. She admitted this; she was afraid. He knew things about her that no one else other than those trusted with the information knew and he had things he could use against her. Not to mention major anger issues and possession of a gun, she had every right to be afraid of him.

She gazed into the mirror, seeing tears well up in her tired eyes. She held them back and began to comb through her hair. Once she was done she put her hair into a messy ponytail. Unknowingly, a tear had fallen from her eyes and slipped down her cheek. She sniffled and wiped it away. She took her concealer out of the makeup pouch and covered her sunken eyes. After applying it and blending it out, she took the mascara out of the pouch and began to apply it.

Whiles applying it she began to think to herself, aiming to get her head together before class started. In a way, she wanted to review the situation. Maybe by doing this she would find a solution or at least a tool to help her out.

Why was she afraid of him? Well, he was dangerous. Any other reason? He had dirt on her. He had something to use against her. She sighed to herself, putting away the mascara and digging around for her lip tint. If only she had something to use against him. But she knew so little about him. The only people who probably knew something about him, and would be willing to spill what they knew, would probably be his former school and her- and then something clicked and a wide smile spread across her face for the first time since yesterday morning.

Her school's vice principle! He would for sure have information on Ten's past and would be willing to leak it to her, for a certain price of course. Sure she could ask Jaehyun or Yuta or one of the others since they are his friends after all but he remembered Ten mentioning that they knew about her job, meaning that they might be just as much a threat to her as Ten was. The only option she had was the vice principle, and she knew exactly how she would get him to talk.

She smirked after applying the lip tint, winking at her reflection and putting the mirror, makeup and comb back into her bag. Maybe if she knew a little bit more about him, or even a lot more, she could find a way to get rid of him. She looked up at the clock again, 7:25. Taeyong should be in his class right about now. Perfect.

She stood up, straightening out her skirt that hugged her figure and her shirt that was so tight her breasts might pop out any minute. She didnt mind the stares she got for her uniform adjustments; the boys were just admiring and the girls were simply all just jealous. The teachers didn't care enough to stop her or rather some of them didn't even want to stop her. The sick perverts enjoyed her little show just as much as everyone else did. As for the female teachers, as rare as they were in this school, the vice principle took care of things for her. They were well acquainted like that.

She stuck her head into the next door class, instantly spotting her target. His hair colour did stand out after all. She smirked and strut into the classroom, sin and mischief in her every step. A few heads turned to look at her including Taeyong and his friends who sat around the teacher's desk that was tucked into the corner of the room near a window, Taeyong sitting on the desk; probably as a sign that he just did not give a damn about this school and their teachers. Well why would he? His older brother was the vice principle after all.

She approached him, standing infront of him with her arms folded which served to push her breasts even further to the attention of the people around her. Everyone except him and his friends had turned their attention back to their own conversations.

Taeyong raised an eyebrow when he saw her approach. Ever since they 'broke up' she hadn't really came into his class to meet him; break up is a strong word and it suggests there was a loving and loyal relationship between the two prior. She sat with him at lunch sometimes and chatted him with during dance practice, they even flirted and were intimate with each other like they were before. The only difference is that they werent in a relationship anymore. This wasn't anything big either as Meiqi has been in a relationship with everyone in his friend group along with a few of their peers.

"What brings you here princess?", she smiled at the affectionate nickname. He gave it to her because he would always tell her that she looked and carried herself like royalty, be it her posture or her grace; he never failed to compliment her on it. She stood between his legs, picking up his tie and twirling it absentmindedly between her fingers, "I just came to find out if your brother had arrived yet? I have some business with him."

He chuckled, leaning back with his hands behind him on the desk, "He's in his office. Here I was thinking you had went through all this trouble to come to my class because you wanted to see me." She giggled and pressed a kiss to his soft lips, pulling away after a few seconds, "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you okay?" He eyed her up and down, his eyes lingering on her chest for a moment before he looked into her eyes, "And how do you plan on doing that?"

She winked at him, "Secret." She moved away from him and bid goodbye to him and his friends. She exited the classroom and checked the time on her watch; 7:30. Bell rung for role at 8:25 and classes started at 8:35, she had enough time to accomplish her task and would definitely reach back on time. Maybe this was the light at the end of the tunnel for her.

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pls i was so indecisive about what i wanted this chapter to have and thats why it took me so long to write it ㅠㅠ i apologise!! i wanted to have two chapters out by tonight but i dont think I'll be able to but nevertheless i hope u enjoyed this chapter, leave ur feedback and opinions and practice social distancing! 💗