Mr.Popular

》Mr.Popular《
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[(y/n)'s point of view]
Hi! My name is (y/n) and I'm usually the girl who's always in the backing the group.
My "friend" Bora is the 'popluar girl' at my school, I'm "backup" which also means 'loser'
Until one day..
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We're at the mall, I was holding her shopping bags while following her.
"Uhmm. Bora can you help me?" I was struggling to walk. She stopped, turn around in front of me.
"Sorry. Can't. I just did my nails." She said in a b!tchy tone. One arm was heavier than another. I was unbalanced, Bora also made me wear black 3in heels. I almost fell until someone catches me by my arm behind me.
"Ohh I'm so sorry!" I said bowing
"Oh no it's okay. But are you okay? You look like you need a little help." He said.
Wow. His voice was so nice and sweet. I looked up he was so close to my face, it was like a 4 cm gap.
"Hi my names Bambam." He said
"Hello! My names (y/n)" I said jumping back.
"YAA!" Bora yelling. She stomped over here. "What hell do think you're doing?!" She said
"Sorry! I almost fell and.." She didn't let me finish because she was too busy looking at Bambam.
"OH MY GOSH! You're bambam from Got7!"
He smiled "Haha yeah..."
"Got7?" I said.
"What? You don't know who Got7 is?!" She screams.
"Sorry.. I'm not really into kpop as much."
"Great! It won't be awkward as much." Bambam said.
"Well I have to go my dad.."
He looked disappointed so I gave him my number. He waved at me while I was walked away.
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[Bambam's point of view]
I was only focused on (y/n) I couldn't stop thinking about her! She's.. She's different.
"I have to go.." Taking a step back.
"Call me!" Bora forcefully took my hand and wrote down her number. She walked away and giving me kissy faces. I looked down and saw a yin necklace on the back is said
"To (y/n), my beautiful child" I put it in my pocket.
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"OooOoOo who were those girls?" JB said
"You know 'girls girls girls they love me'" I said. We all said laughing.
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[(y/n)'s point of view] I start running home, it was 9:00 pm I had to get home before.. Before my dad hits me again. - Before I got into my apartment building I took off my heels because it made to much noise. I slowly tiptoed upstairs. I opened the door carefully, until the lights came on. My dad was sitting on the chair that he sits on 24/7 drink beer and smoking cigarets.
"I..I.. Was doing a school project." I always had to be careful of what I said. If not I get punched in the jaw.
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"STOP LYING TO ME!!!" He ran up to me and punched me so hard I fell in to the corner. It hurt but I didn't care because it happens everyday.
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My phone rang it says "CALLER ID: Bambam" Bambam?

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