Jihoon's pov:
3 days after the whole commotion we were back in school, once we stepped our foot on the school grounds people turned to look, whispered, and avoided us like we were some killers.
I couldn't care less about what they thought about me but, they better know not to mess with my brother. They can talk their little shit in private but they better not let me hear it.
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"That's all for today, use this time as study time. We have a big exam coming up next week." The teacher said as she walked out the classroom.
"I'm hungry let's, go get something to eat." Hyeon said, "what do you want to eat?" I asked.
"I want some Banana milk and cream filled bread." He replied.
"Jihoon." Someone called out my name, and there was Minji standing infront of us with a slight smile on his face.
"What?" I answered.
"Are you feeling any better?" He asked.
"What do you want?!"
"Well, I just want to know if you want the tutoring now because I don't have time later." He stated.
"No thank you, I don't need your help BaekHyeon will help me." I replied.
"But the teacher wants me to help you." He remarked, "and Im saying I don't want your help anymore so please leave me alone."
"Bu-" "his still going to tutor with you, his just being stubborn." Hyeon stepped in.
I turned to look him confused and he shot a smile at me, "go on and do your work, I'm not helping." He said.
"Seriously." I said.
"You can take my seat Minji, I'm going outside for a second." Hyeon said standing up and walked out of the classroom.
I watched Hyeon walk out of the classroom, leaving me alone with Minji. A wave of irritation washed over me, but I swallowed it down, deciding to get this over with as quickly as possible.
Minji hesitated for a second, probably waiting for me to explode or tell him to leave again. When I didn't, he took Hyeon's seat, carefully placing his notes on the desk.
"Okay," he began, his voice more cautious now, "let's start with the math assignment from yesterday. I noticed you missed a few steps."
I didn't say anything, just stared at the open notebook in front of me. Minji's neat handwriting lined the pages, filled with formulas and explanations. It was clear he'd put a lot of effort into preparing for this, which only made me feel more irritated.
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After a few minutes I was getting tired of hearing stuff that I already knew, I closed the textbook infront of me and turned to look at him.
"Be honest with me, what the heck do you want for me?" I asked.
I looked at me confused, "what do you mean?"
"What do you want for me to do to get you out of my life, what can I do to get rid of you?!" I added.
"Are you serious?!" His voice firm filled with slight disbelief.
"Im just asking a simple question, you just can't seem to take a hint." I remarked.
"Or is it that you like me?"
I could see his face turn slightly red, "why would I like someone that hates me." He stuttered.
"To me it seems like you are obsessed with me, do you want a piece of me?"
Minji's face flushed even more, his eyes widening as he struggled to find the right words. For a moment, he just stared at me, clearly caught off guard.
"I'm not obsessed with you," he finally managed to say, his voice shaky but firm. "I'm just trying to do what the teacher asked me to do, and… I don't know, maybe help you out a bit."
I scoffed, leaning back in my chair. "Help me out? I don't need your help. I've told you that a thousand times."
"I get it, okay?" Minji shot back, his frustration showing. "You don't want anything to do with me. But guess what? I don't have much of a choice here either. The teacher put us together, and I'm not just going to bail because you're being difficult."
"Well since you don't want to take a hint, I'll have a little fun with you." I added.
"I'm not going to fight against you anymore, but if you want me to be a nice student you have to show me a little fun." I stated.
"What is that you want?" He asked, his tone nervous but firm.
"Come over to my house on Friday and we'll have a good tutoring session." I smirked.
Minji blinked, clearly taken aback by my sudden shift in attitude. His eyes searched my face, trying to figure out if I was serious or just messing with him. The hesitation in his expression was almost amusing.
"You want me to come over to your house?" he repeated, as if making sure he hadn't misheard me.
"That's right," I replied, my smirk widening. "You said you're committed to this tutoring thing, right? So why not make it more… personal?"
Minji swallowed, clearly uncomfortable but trying not to show it. "If it's about studying, I don't see why we can't just do it here or in the library."
"Where's the fun in that?" I shot back. "You said you're not going to bail, so what's the problem? Afraid of a little one-on-one time?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was trying to gauge my intentions. "Fine. But if I'm coming over, we're actually studying. No games, no messing around."
I shrugged nonchalantly, as if I hadn't just baited him into a situation where I could mess with him however I wanted. "Sure, whatever you say. I'll text you the address."
Minji looked like he wanted to argue but decided against it. He grabbed his bag and stood up, giving me one last look. "Friday, then. But don't think for a second that I'm going to put up with any of your crap."
I chuckled, waving him off as he walked over to his table. "Looking forward to it."
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After school uncle JaeHwa picked us and all the way back home I could help but smile at the thought of what's to come Friday, maybe I could actually have a little fun with him. My little personal entertainment and enjoyment, since he doesn't want to take a hint.
"You look chummy today, did something good happen to you?" Uncle Jae asked.
I looked up at me and smiled, "I guess I just picked up a good little toy to play with."
"What do you mean by that?" I questioned.
"I'm finally getting to like the whole school thing." I smiled.
Uncle sighed and shook his head, "I don't like this side of you."
"Do you have a vacant condo I can use for the time being?" I asked, "why do you need a condo?" He questioned.
"Because I have tutoring and I don't want to take him to my house." I replied
"Why?"
"Can i please get one!" I begged.
Uncle JaeHwa raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical, but after a moment he sighed. "Fine. But I don't want any trouble coming from this, got it? You're on thin ice already, Jihoon."
"Yeah, yeah, I get it," I replied, waving him off with a grin. "No trouble. Just tutoring."
He glanced at me again, clearly not convinced, but he didn't push it further. "I'll text you the address later. But remember, Jihoon, don't do anything you'll regret."
I nodded, not really paying attention to his warning. My mind was already spinning with ideas for Friday. Minji was walking right into my trap, and he didn't even know it. I couldn't wait to see how far I could push him before he finally cracked.
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Minji's pov:
I threw my bag on the bed and slumped on the bed, I let out a sigh of relief as I looked up at the ceiling. As I sat in the silence I couldn't help but drift to the thought of Jihoon inviting me to his house.
"What does he mean by having a little fun?" I wondered to myself.
He doesn't look like he would invite just anyone to his house, especially a person like me. What does he really want from me?
"Maybe I'm just overthinking." I murmured as I turned to face rge wall.
Jihoon: "Do you like me or something?"
I guess you can say Jihoon is my type, when I first bumped into him I couldn't help but feel butterflies in my stomach. Though it wasn't a very nice encounter, my heart skipped a beat when we locked eyes.
Also when I bumped into him again in school I couldn't help help but feel a little happy, I don't know what I see in him but I just feel like if I really got to know him I'll see his soft spot.
"I must be insane." I chuckled to myself.
As I lay there, my mind continued to spin with thoughts of Jihoon. There was something about him that drew me in, even though he treated me like dirt most of the time. Maybe it was the way he carried himself, with that mix of arrogance and hidden pain, like he was wearing a mask that only a few people could see through.
I kept replaying our interactions in my head, trying to make sense of the way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me. There were moments, brief as they were, where I felt like there was more to him than the cold, uncaring exterior he showed the world. Like today, when he teased me about liking him—was there a hint of curiosity there? Or was he just messing with me again?
The truth was, I didn't really know what I was getting myself into by agreeing to meet him on Friday. Jihoon was unpredictable, and I had a feeling that whatever he had planned, it wasn't going to be a straightforward tutoring session.
But a part of me was intrigued. Maybe, just maybe, this was my chance to see a different side of him, to peel back the layers and find out what really made him tick. I knew it was risky, that I could end up getting hurt in the process, but something in me was willing to take that chance.
I sighed again, shaking my head at myself. "You're definitely insane, Minji," I muttered, closing my eyes and trying to push the thoughts away. But no matter how hard I tried, the anticipation of what was to come kept me restless, a strange mix of anxiety and excitement churning in my stomach.
Friday couldn't come fast enough.
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