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3. Rappers

✿ CHAPTER 3 ✿

I ran as fast as I could with my tiny legs. They're not really tiny though but you get my point. I don't even know where I'm heading until I felt a hand grabbing my arm. It was a strong hand. I turned around and saw it was Jihoon. He was glaring at me.

I know this is a serious matter but he looks like an angry little man. Really, he's short. After getting dragged away by a small man, I heard someone's calling for me. "Nari?" A familiar voice called. Jihoon and I turned to the person and saw that it was Wonwoo. I thought he went back home already.

"What's going on here?" The tall guy went over to us as he looked down to little Jihoon. "I'm her tutor and she suppose to be at home by now." Jihoon told him.

"Oh... I thought she's in detention." Wonwoo said. Jihoon turned to me. "You were in detention?" He asked. I nodded my head. "I tried to text you but my phone got pulled away." I explained. Jihoon lets go of me. "Let's go back at your house so we can continue studying." He said, walking further.

I sighed. "Bye, Wonwoo." I waved. I was about to walk to Jihoon but got pulled on the wrist by Wonwoo. I turned to him and saw him smilling at me. "C-can I have your number?" He asked, giving me his phone. I raised my brow at him. I don't usually give numbers to people but since he kind of saved me from getting punished by Jihoon, I grabbed his phone typed on my number then gave it back to him after.

"Great, I'll text you later." He told me. I was about to ask why but Jihoon called me. "Nari, let's go. We don't want to waste time." He said. I groaned walking towards Jihoon.

*****

It was already 10 pm and I was still in the study room with Jihoon. Yes, I have my own study room at home but this study room isn't like any other typical room where you study. It's big with all kinds of books.

Jihoon was staring at me while I was doing his test. I obviously don't know what subject he's teaching right now. I was daydreaming the whole time. Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I fished out my phone and checked it.

"Yah! Yah! Yah! No phone's allowed." I heard Jihoon said.

"This is my house. I'm allowed to do whatever I want." I told him.

"You're mother hired me to teach you and I am allowed to ban you from using your phone during lessons." He said.

I groaned before putting my phone back in my pocket. "Whatever." I mumbled. I continued doing my test. "I'm done." I said after I was done. I gave it back to Jihoon for him to examinate it. He marked it with red pen, like teacher does. Why does he acts like a teacher when he's still a student?

I gave me back my paper and I saw that it was 2 over 100. "You only got 2?!" Jihoon exclaimed. I hate it when he yells. I gave him a 'do I look like I care' look. "It's better than the last time. The last time I only scored 0 over 100. This is an improvement." I told him.

He lifted up his two fingers. "You only improved this far."

"Hey! You're the one who told me to get at least a number. And now, I got 2. Can't you just be grateful about it?" I explained.

"Yeah, I told you to get at least a number like 20 above." He sighed.

I rolled my eyes. "Deal with it! You can't teach me anymore. I'm not smart."

He turned red as soon as I said that. No, not red blushing but red angry. He  slammed his hand on the table causing me to jumped in shock. "Listen, I'm here to teach you and there's nothing in this world could ever make me give up. Now I want you to do corrections," He pointed at the paper. "I don't care how long do I have to stay here. I want you to do corrections and I want you to get 100%" he demanded.

There you go, the torture begins.

*****

Ugh! I really don't want to go to school. I was still sleepy. "Nari! Wake up. You're going to be late for school." I heard my mum at the door of my room. I groaned before sitting up. I felt like crying since I didn't get enough sleep.

After what happened last night, mum decided to tell Jihoon to stay with us since it was already late. We've been in the study room until 3 am. At first, Jihoon refused; which is a good thing for me but then he accepted the offer and I was like 'whaaat?'.

I was grumpy in the morning just because I didn't get enough sleep. So basically, it's Jihoon's fault. Lucky him, he doesn't have to go to school today because my mum called his principal that he's not feeling well. Mum, what about me?

After I finished getting ready, I walked downstairs and walked passed the guest room where Jihoon sleeps. I leaned closer to the door and heard him snore, I silently laugh. "Nari?" I heard my mum called in the kitchen. I went to her and saw her holding a tray of breakfast. She gave it to me. "Here, can you bring this to Jihoon?" She asked.

"What?!" I exclaimed. "There's no way I am going into that room to give him this. Besides, he's a sleep. Can't you do it?" I whinned. She shot me a glare. "Just do it." She said before continue with her cooking. I had enough of the words 'just do it', It's annoying. I groaned, walking to the guest room. I knocked the door twice but no answer.

"Yah! Open up!" I shouted, knocking on the door until the door is burst open. I saw Jihoon looking at me with his sleepy eyes. He rubbed his eye with his index finger. "Here, my mum made you breakfast." I told him, avoiding eye contact.

He took time staring at me then grabbed the tray from my hand. "Thank you." he muttered. Well, that's a first. He never said thank you to me before. I let out an awkward laugh before running my way back to the kitchen. "He said thank you." I told my mum, sitting on the seat of the dining table.

"This is your breakfast." Mum put a plate on my table. I just look at it. It was scrambled eggs with bacons. I heard mum sighed. "Nari, you have to eat. That's the only way to recover your anorexia," mum told me. I think I did cure from anorexia but still needed recovery. I felt like crying, I didn't have the urge to eat breakfast. Whenever I skipped breakfast, it would always end up me being in the hospital; unconscious.

I sighed, putting one bacon in my mouth. My mum watched me as I eat. I chew then swallowed it. Suddenly I felt something's crawling back up. I quickly ran to the toilet and threw up. I guess I was used to throwing up my food that I had just ate back when I was anorexia. I felt mum rubbing my back.

"What's going on here?" I heard Jihoon at the door. "Don't worry about it, Jihoon. If you want anything else to eat, there's food in the kitchen." Mum told him, he nodded.

I saw him staring at me at the corner of my eyes. He slowly walked away. Wait, is he worry about me? No way, he hates me.

*****

There I was sitting on my seat. I saw Hansol walked in, looking rather dashing with his leonardo dicaprio hairstyle, well used to be leo's hairstyle but not anymore.

I was staring at him as he walked to one of the girls. I was heartbroken though. He never spoke to me. He spoke with everyone else in this class but not me. It's weird yet I found it hurtful.

Suddenly, Wonwoo's face was infront of me. I jumped in shock. "Yah! Don't scare me like that." I told him, hitting him on the arm as I saw him smirking. "Why didn't you reply my text last night?" He asked. Oh yeah! I forgot to read that text.

"My tutor banned me from texting." I simply explained. He laughed. "Poor Nari." He smiled, patting my head. "Here." He gives me a juice box. He waved before walking to his seat. His expression changed as he did. He turned into a complete cold hearted person. Why, you ask? Because everytime he sits on his seat, girls start to gather around him, trying to get his attention but he puts on his headphone to avoid them.

I sighed, putting the juice box on my desk. "From Wonwoo again?" Jeonghan asked, as he made his way to his seat. I nodded my head, eyeing on Hansol. To be honest, I wish I'm like the other girls. In that way, I could gain Hansol's attention.

"Still has a crush on him?" I heard Jeonghan asked. I turned to him and saw him reading his book, as usual. I pouted my lips. "I don't know." I simply answered. "Just give up, Nari." He told me. Really, Jeonghan? Really?

I turned back to Hansol and suddenly he looked back at me. I quickly turned my head to Jeonghan while letting out an awkward laugh. "What's wrong?" Jeonghan asked but I shook my head in respond.

*****

Class was finally over. I head down to the cafeteria until I felt someone's arm around my shoulder. It was Wonwoo. I pushed his arm from me. "What now?" I asked. "Let's eat lunch together." He offered.

"I always have lunch with my boys." I told him, causing him to give me a confuse look. "You mean the nineth grade boys?" He raised his brow.

I nodded my head. "Any problem with that?" I asked, he just shrugged. "Well, If you don't want to eat lunch with them then you have to accept the fact that I'm not eating lunch with you." I teased.

He sighed. "I can't believe I'm saying this but I'll eat lunch with you guys." He said, making me laughed.

After grabbing our lunch, we sat at the table where Dino and Kangmin were sitting. "Oh, Wonwoo hyung? You're sitting with us?" Dino asked. Wonwoo rolled his eyes but I quickly elbowed him.

"Y-yes." He muttered.

"That's great! I'm Lee Chan but people call me Dino for short." He told Wonwoo. Wonwoo didn't have a choice but to smile and nodded his head, because I was giving him a glare the whole time; not wanting him to act rude.

"So, hyung. I heard you're a rapper back at your last school." Kangmin asked.

Wonwoo simply nodded his head, eating his lunch. I turned to him in shock. "You are? Wow, that's cool." I told him. He looked up to me and gave me a small grin.

After we finished lunch, the bell rang again. Ugh! Mrs Eun's class. I groaned as I stood up from my seat. "Come on, Wonwoo. Mrs Eun hates it when we're late." I told him. I turned to the boys, "see you guys later." I waved.

As we were walking through the hall, Wonwoo grabbed my wrist causing me to stop. "Uhm... Nari," he rubbed the back of his neck. "D-Do you like rappers?" He asked. I just shrugged. I don't know if I like rappers. I mean, I like drake and Big sean but I've never though of korean rappers.

"Why you ask?"

He turned to the floor. "N-nothing." He blushed.

What's up with this kid? He's blushing now? Really?

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