"I didn't sit there, because I personally wanted to." Jungwon spoke sharply, "Don't get any ideas."

Exactly one and a half minute passed and I still could feel his icy voice ringing through my ears. I continued to stare into his (very pretty) eyes and I recognised my own shocked self in the reflection.

"What...? Ideas?" I repeated, as I couldn't hold back the scoff escaping my lips.

Before I could continue voicing out my disbelief, Jungwon already turned around and was on his way to exit the rooftop.

But there was no way I was going to let him get away with this, "Jungwon."

He stopped in his tracks and looked back, but he didn't show any signs of interest in whatever I was going to say.

"Who said I was getting any ideas?" I scoffed again, "It's not like I'm that keen on sitting next to you either!"

An obvious lie.

Jungwon stayed quiet, now turning around completely. Tilting his head, he visibly had to suppress a smile, making it obvious that he was amused and did not take me serious at all, "Is that so?"

"Yes. I never said I wanted to get close to you." I narrowed the distance between us with fast steps, as he was obviously taken aback, "Don't get ahead of yourself, Jungwon. I don't like you either."

Another...obvious lie.

"I never said I didn't like you." Jungwon steadily held my eye contact, as I scoffed once again.

"Of course...Of course. That's why you didn't just tell me to indirectly fuck off." I ridiculed, squinting my eyes slightly.

It was then when I noticed how bad my anger issues actually were. But there was no turning back, "I don't know what your problem is, but it's only natural for me to take interest in you since we've been in the same class for two years and never once exchanged words. I'm sorry if I overstepped your boundaries or anything, but-"

"You are right. That's why I'm telling you in advance that I'm not interested in being your friend. Or knowing you at all."

There was it again. His chilling voice, "I'm drawing a line now to make sure you won't cross it."

I can't believe it. Me and Jungwon never talked before.

And now that we did, we were fucking arguing.

"Why are you making it seem like I'm the person to cross lines? You don't know me." I spoke through gritted teeth, my eyes glistening with anger.

"As far as I know, you are exactly that type of person." Jungwon said in the most nonchalant way possible, "But I apologise if I am wrong."

"Woah." I had to take a step back in disbelief. My blood was boiling, "Pretty people really think they can say whatever they want." I blurted out, instantly regretting my words, as I cleared my throat.

"Pretty?"

"That's not the point." I rubbed my eyes, irritation written all over my face, "What I'm saying is, I get it. I understand and I will respect your boundaries, satisfied? I will leave you alone. You will leave me alone. And we will keep today a secret."

Jungwon didn't answer, intensely eyeing me. I could feel him slowly get closer.

"Good." I hurriedly spoke and walked past him, trying to keep a straight face and not burst out in tears immediately.

At least I wanted to reach the staircase without crying, but I was afraid I wouldn't even reach the door.

Seriously, why did I have to cry every time I was angry?

Before I could open the rooftop door, I felt his cold hand wrapping around my wrist, as he swiftly turned me around.

Obviously startled, I immediately directed my gaze to the ground in hopes that he wouldn't see me crying.

Over my dead body I'd let him see me like this.

"What else? Are you going to insult my mother now?" I scoffed for the hundredth time today and chuckled, hating how hoarse my voice sounded due to my crying.

"Are you crying?"

I looked up. My teary eyes meeting his unexpected worried ones. Jungwon slightly panicked. He hurriedly AND awkwardly tried to wipe my tears with his sleeve paws, as I pushed him away.

"Stop acting like you weren't an asshole just a minute ago." I wiped my own tears harshly, "I'm fine."

Not listening to his answer, I turned around and opened the door. It was time for me to finally escape from this hellhole.

The whole time I was ignoring how incredibly cold it was outside. Now that I was inside again, I exhaled in relief.

"Such a waste of a pretty face." I laughed to myself and glanced back for the last time, before leaving.

Jungwon stayed back, watching her enraged figure stomp down the stairs while covering up her eyes at the same time. He sighed, feeling guilty.

This was the first time someone actually talked to him.

And he made them cry.

How great.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled, knowing very well that she had left already, "But this really is for the best."