The Flower Boy

“Go out with me, Wonah.” I immediately flicked my head up and stared at Seokjin with wide eyes. He wasn’t serious right?
“You have a girlfriend, you idiot!” I say raising my voice at him. The nerve of him.
“I’m breaking up with her,” he said still not taking his eyes off me. I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head slowly, keeping eye contact. My heart sunk a little.
“No, Seokjin.” I had to be honest. He hadn’t even thought of how I felt all the times he’d pushed me against a wall or flirted with me. How I reacted, or thought about him didn’t seem to matter…
“At least tell me why!” He finally started to blink and raised his voice a little.
“You wouldn’t know what it feels like to be rejected because you have the entire school gawking over you! I want you to know how it feels,” I started to let my feelings out, “think of every girl thats asked you out. This is how they feel.” I said satisfied with my short speech. He did need to realise what impact he was having on the entire school, and he needed to know how it felt…

The word went round pretty quick. I mean in YongHwa, and with that sort of gossip, how could it not?
“Did you hear Seokjin broke up with Seungyeon?”
“Seungyeon should have known, especially with Seokjin.”
Comments like these flew around the school the next day back when Seokjin had stupidly asked me to go out with him.
I felt sick walking through the gate and into the corridors of the school.
More words had started to spread somehow. Someone must have heard Seokjin say that he asked me out because I was greeted yet again, with furiously angry girls at the cafeteria.
Grabbing food and setting it on my tray, I finished filling it up. I turned around to head to an empty table I had seen earlier. As I walked over to the table which was pretty much in the middle of the whole cafeteria, I saw the bunch of girls in the corner of my eye. My heart started to escalate knowing shit was about to go down. I sat down calmly at the empty table, trying to disguise myself within the massive crowd of the school in the cafeteria. It didn’t work, I found a group of very upset girls standing at every angle of my table, all looking down on me. The situation was so daunting. Shadows cast over me from every direction. It was as if the sun had left from where I was sitting. I couldn’t let myself sit there and take the stares, I couldn’t let myself. I stood up as I set my spoon down on my tray with a clank. Just as I opened my mouth, Seungyeon had made her way through the crowd of girls around my table cursing under her breath. As soon as we met eyes, my heart dropped for her. Her mascara had smeared all down her cheeks and her eyes and nose were pure red. It was clear Seokjin had let her go and she’d come to me for some answers. “WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!” She immediately started the conversation off with immediate shouting, making me blink in surprise. “THINKING YOU CAN BE WITH SEOKJIN-OPPA! YOU ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO HIM!” I closed my eyes and let her rant on for a bit. It wasn’t my fault all of this, the only person to blame here is Seokjin. Although I appeared calm, my heart was racing. Never have I had girls be so angry over me before.
“So you heard. Well, did you also hear that it was him who asked me out?” I crossed my arms and opened my eyes again to look her straight in her furiously, green eyes. Her heaving, angry breathing was the only thing I could hear besides whispers from around the cafeteria. “Seungyeon-ah, Seokjin is the person you should be angry at,” I set my hands down on my table, putting my weight into them. In a sudden and swift movement she swiped my tray full of food across the table to cover a few girls in rice and soup. Everyone around us, including me, jumped in shock. The girls that got hit by food gasped in surprise.
“Yah! Seungyeon-ah! What was that for?!” One of the girls started yelling as well, and soon Seungyeon and her had started arguing, leaving me to look around awkwardly at scene. Suddenly I felt a strong tug at my wrist, and I fell towards it, saving myself with a few runs, hitting girls as I passed through the thick layer of them. When I could see the floor again clearly, I looked up while running to see what was pulling me away from that horrible situation. Seungcheol-ah. Thank god for him. I smiled to myself as we found our way to the exit of the cafeteria.

Sitting in the recreational room Seungcheol had pulled me into, it was pretty much empty. We had the place to ourselves. It was so peacefully quiet compared to the loud shouting in the cafeteria. He recovered me from the situation by listened to me ranting on and on about how crazy Seokjin was, making me lunch (since my food met the floor), and distracting me a little from the situation I was so angry and frustrated about.
“So you like K-Pop?” Seungcheol looked sideways at me laughing a little. We sat at a table with the sunlight soaking on us softly.
“Yes! What’s wrong with that…” I crossed my arms defensively. It was true, I liked K-Pop a little just here and there…
I found myself smiling a little at his teasing. I looked back at the sandwich sitting in my hands, seeing the contents of it. “You knew I liked ham sandwiches…” I whispered to myself, but he had heard it due to the quietness of the room.
“What?” He turned his head towards me.
“How did you know?” I pointed to the neatly made sandwich, curious. He looked at me for a while before smiling to himself, “you mentioned it in class when you were really hungry.” I looked at the sandwich again, remembering the situation where I had indeed told him this. My cheeks warmed up. He remembered something so small. We continued eating lunch for a while before the quietness was interrupted by a door opening and closing. We looked at each other when we heard the noise, confused before looking towards the large room’s door. We see Seokjin urgently walking up to us, with a look i’ve never seen on his face before. I stand up knowing he’s not here for Seungcheol. “Seokjin-ah, how’s Seungyeon?”
“So you still won’t say yes will you?” He stopped in front of me, a bit out of breath. He’s still on about asking me out?! Is he crazy?
“What? Seokjin, your girlfriend just heard that you asked me out, you really don’t care about her right now?” I folded my arms and looked at him offended.
“I’ve been trying to calm her down ever since you left the cafeteria. I tried getting in, but by the time I got there, you were gone.” He scratched the back of his head actually looking a little out of it. I looked at Seungcheol thanking him with a look. I really wouldn’t have wanted Seokjin to be in that situation with Seungyeon and I. “Wonah we need to talk please,” he swayed a little grabbing my wrist to take me elsewhere. He always done this, thought he could take me anywhere or do anything to me because of his status at school.
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” Seungcheol grabbed his wrist firmly, giving him a stern look. Suddenly my heart calmed down at the sight of Seungcheol being here right then. Although I could feel the tears beginning to choke in my throat.
“Why are you intervening?” Seokjin gave Seungcheol a sour look. Leave Seokjin please...
“Because I know what Wonah is wanting right now, and that’s for you to leave.” Seungcheol said toughly almost reading my mind.
“Please, Seokjin… please just leave me for today,” I held my other hand over his hand and slid it off my arm slowly, not making eye contact at first. I made the mistake of looking up and seeing Seokjin’s dropped eyes. I had never seen him so sad, and although I did feel bad for making him feel this way, most of it was on him. The first tear left my eye while looking into Seokjin’s eyes. He brought this on himself.
“Fine,” he said almost in a whisper, turning and walking out of the room. Leaving me now with the tears in my throat. I let go as the door shut, collapsing my head into my knees and crying. Seungcheol’s warm hand found it’s way onto my bent over back, and rubbed my back soothingly.
“Seungcheol-ah… I- I’m not a bad… person for doing that right?” I breathed out partially made sentences to Seungcheol.
“You are the most genuine person I know. You couldn’t make a bad decision even if you tried,” Seungcheol’s voice played into my ears. “You did well Wonah-ah."

Notes

'nother chapter up!Hope you guys are enjoying it, and when Wonah decides how she feels, I hope you'll still enjoy it even then ^3^
Thanks so much fro reading~!
MUAH