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I groaned as I woke up from the sound of my alarm clock. It is now 6:30 in the morning which means, I have to get ready for school. I dressed up, ate my breakfast and I'm walking to school.

When I arrived, I saw a guy wearing a black hoodie with his head hung low. I just walked pass by him but, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to a corner.

"Y-yeonjun?"

"Hey Y/N!"

Yeonjun is my bestfriend and he's the popular kid at school. Most of the time he would get flocked by girls whenever they see him so, he often keeps a low profile as possible.
"Don't scare me like that! I thought someone is about to kidnap me!"

"Hehe sorry. Come on we might get late for our class."

He pulled me once again to class and the girls on the hallway are glaring at me cuz, Choi Yeonjun is holding me.

"Hey oppa! Want to sit with me at lunch?"

"Oppa! Do you want to go out on a date?"

"Do you want to go to my party oppa?"

Yeah it's like this in a daily basis, I'm starting to wonder how in the world does Yeonjun handle all of these annoying stuff.

We stopped by our lockers that are just next each other. When Yeonjun opened his locker, love letters and gifts fell out.

"Wow it's not even Valentine's day yet."

"Yeah... Hey do you want some chocolate?" He offered me a bar of chocolate which is one of the gifts.

"Yeah thanks" For some reason, I felt my cheeks heat up. Yeonjun always offer me his food but I feel weird.

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We finally arrived at our classroom and we sat next to each other. Of course the girls glared at me again but I just shrugged it off.

While in the middle of discussion, someone threw me a crumpled paper from behind. I look behind and it was Yena glaring at me intensely. I opened the note which says: stay away from Yeonjun. He's mine! Don't you dare touch him with your dirty hands.

I just scoffed and I continued listening to the teacher. But deep inside I was hurt. I'm usually used to these kind of stuff but, why am I like this?

Little did I know that Yeonjun saw the whole thing.

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Lunch time finally came. Yeonjun left immediately without waiting for me. I'm assuming that he must be really hungry so I continued on packing my bags. When I was about to walk out,  Yena made me trip using her foot causing me to have a light scar on my knee. She walked out of the classroom while laughing in an evil way.

As a strong person I am, I tried my best not to cry. I stood up went to the back of the school. It's where me and Yeonjun eat all the time since none of the students go there.

When I arrived, I sat on the soft grass and let my tears flow out.

"Hey Y/N..."

I quickly wiped away my tears and I saw Yeonjun standing beside me.

"Are you okay?"

I didnt answer. He crouched down to my level and wiped away my tears.

"I saw the whole thing. You should've told me."

"S-sorry" I sniffed.

"You shouldn't be sorry. What happened to your knee?"

"Oh umm... I accidentally fell down...the stairs! Yes, the stairs!" Yeonjun gave me a stern look and he knows that I'm lying. I sighed.

"Okay, Yena made me trip when I was about to go out of the classroom."

"Y/N, stay right here, I'm about to beat up that Yena."

"Yeonjun you don't have too. I'm fine." I just lightly chuckled because of him being over protective.

He sat next to me and he sighed. "I'm sorry Y/N. Im just too popular." He joked, I playfully slapped his arm and we both laughed.

"All jokes aside, promise me that you would tell me if something happens to you okay?"

"Okay" We did a pinky promise to each other. He hugged me. The butterflies in my stomach is just flying everywhere.

He faced me and the words that rolled off of his mouth is so unexpected. "I like you."

And he kissed my lips.

"I like you too." We looked at each other's red faces and smiled. The school bell broke the moment indicating that we should get back to class.

"I think we should head back to class."

"Yeah"

We stood up from the ground and grabbed our bags. We walked back to class with our hands holding each other.

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