You sighed as you neared the school gates. The morning was filled with soft winds, warm sunshine, a clear blue sky, and cute chirping birds. You would've appreciated its beauty, but not today. Unfortunately for you, you have a lot of papers and other schoolworks due today so you're gonna have to run around a lot in campus again.

Well, if we look at the bright side, at least you'll get some exercise. Your baby fats were starting to be not so baby anyway.

"WATCH OUT!!!!"

You heard a screech behind you, but before you could react, a larger thing has already knocked you backwards, making you hit the asphalt in a not so elegant way. Your senses didn't even delay one second; you immediately felt the sting on your arms and hands. And to top that off, you couldn't move your left foot properly.

"What the hell," you mumbled as you rubbed your spinning head. As you looked up, this boy about your age was standing a few feet from you, holding onto his skateboard and frantically looking around. He did not seem to have an intention in helping you up.

"Goddamnit what were you doing??" You hissed in irritation as you struggled to get on your feet by yourself. Of course you stumbled because of your twisted ankle, but he still didn't seem to have the initiative to help you.

"I-it wasn't my fault! I warned you but you didn't move!"

"Yeah warned me like 0.5 second before you hit me!!"

"You were too slow!!"

Your jaw actually dropped. Sheesh, this boy is unbelievable. He may be quite cute, but his arrogance is a major turn off. Heck no, not just a turn off. It's a freakin shut down.

"Yah you asshole, I twisted my ankle because of you and you're not even saying sorry?? I have a shitload of papers to submit all over school but now I suppose I will limp around because of your stupidity, thank you very much!"

He took a step back as if afraid you'd start breathing fire all over him. His eyes were frantic, as if he was scared pantless that he got into trouble.

"W-whatever, I have nothing to do with this!" He started walking away, but you couldn't follow him to smack him across the cheek because you know, twisted ankle.

"YAH!! YOU MORON!!! You have EVERYTHING to do with this! Don't you freakin walk away from me!!!"

"Mr. Byun Baekhyun," a different voice suddenly spoke. It sounded firm, calm, and professional, and implied that it was not a person to be ignored. The boy suddenly froze and stopped walking, and slowly turned to face the principal. She was looking at him with questioning eyes, and her posture oozed confidence and authority.

"Mr. Byun Baekhyun, I see you got into trouble again." She stated with cold humor. Gosh she is so scary. "What seems to be the problem he caused, young woman?"

This time, she faced you, making you freeze as well.

"Um... He uhh... He bumped into me." You glanced at 'Baekhyun,' and saw that he looked like a stroked seal or something. He looked seriously frightened of the principal.

"And?" She prodded, glancing at your foot that you couldn't properly place on the ground.

"... and I twisted my ankle..."

She nodded once and returned her hard gaze on Baekhyun.

"Mr. Byun, in exchange for the trouble you have caused this young woman, I expect you to accompany her to the clinic." He could only gulp and nod. Something's telling you that this is not the first time the principal saw him causing trouble. Because as far as you know, the only people that sees the principal's "true colors" are the troublemakers that are always brought to her office. And her colors are not that pretty, by the way.

"And Ms. ______, feel free to report to me if Mr. Byun refuses to cooperate."

And then she left, leaving both of you dumbstruck. How the hell did she know your name?

You looked at Byun Baekhyun. He looked back at you.

"Baekhyun." You spat out his name.

"________." He spat back.

"You still have to say sorry."

He rolled his eyes. "Come on. Let's go to the clinic."

You raised an eyebrows as you glanced down at your injured foot. "Um, aren't you supposed to help me walk?"

"Oh gosh don't be so cliché. I know you want me to hold your waist and whisper soothing loving words but sorry, I don't do cliché."

"You ride a skateboard to school with gelled up hair and partly buttoned uniform like a typical bad boy. Of course you don't do cliché." Oozing sarcasm everywhere.

He narrowed his eyes. "You really want me to hold you that badly, don't you?"

What in the actual fukk?

Does he seriously think you have a crush on him?

"Forget it. I don't need your freakin help." You snarled and tried to walk by yourself. Well, limp by yourself. And being the gentleman he was, he tapped his feet impatiently, indicating that you were too slow. You ignored his assholery and tried to concentate on not moving your foot the wrong way.

"HOLY SHIT WITH THAT PACE TWO YEARS WON'T BE ENOUGH TO REACH THE CLINIC!!!" He screeched and finally decided to help you. He held you around the waist as he carried his skateboard with the other hand, and like practically dragged you along the hallway like a sack of potatoes. You hissed and yelled at him to stop, but he never listened as he only cared about reaching the clinic to get rid of you as soon as possible.

The only time he stopped was when your foot hit a corner of a wall, and you let out a silent scream. The pain was just so much that you could no longer find your voice to actually scream. It was like your muscles were slowly being ripped apart.

You fell on the floor on fours, tears welling up in your tightly shut eyes. Baekhyun was saying something, but you didn't understand.

"I'll go..." you whispered, feeling weaker than ever. He crouched closer, indicating that he didn't hear. "I'll go... by myself...."

You leaned against the wall to help yourself up, and you could see Baekhyun looking at you in worry. But knowing a little about him now, you know he's not actually worried of you. He was worried for himself since he thinks you'd report him to the principal for not being able to help you.

"I don't want your help anymore. I won't report you, don't worry." You weakly stated. At this point, you had no energy to get mad at him anymore. The pain was already too much to bear, and yelling wouldn't be of any help. You started limping away, all the while biting your lip to avoid screaming in pain.

"Wait," a hand gently landed on your arm, and Baekhyun filled your eyes once again. "I... I think I should help you."

"You've done enough," you sternly said, and he winced, knowing what you meant. But he still didn't let go.

"I will handle you more carefully. I promise." His eyes showed clear sincerity, and honestly, your heart fluttered a little at the way he said it. It was like you were a precious glass figurine and he was promising to handle you with care.

And he said he doesn't do cliché. Psh.

Anyway, you let him support you once again, and he really did hold you more carefully. He let you take every step slowly, and mumbled things like "be careful" and "take it slow" as if he was a completely different person from the one that bumped into you.

And the way he whispers 'take it slow' was as sexy as heck.

Oh god oh god you pervy brain.

Finally, you reached the clinic, making you heave a huge sigh of relief. At least you arrived here alive.

"She twisted her ankle," Baekhyun said to the nurse as she came over to you.

"I see," the elder woman in white smiled warmly at both of you, and guided you to sit on the edge of the white bed. Baekhyun stood at the side of the bed to watch, much to your surprise because you expected him to leave as soon as he brought you here. But you just didn't say anything, since you actually thought the act was quite sweet.

Or once again, maybe he's still afraid you'll report him to the principal.

"You're lucky you had your boyfriend to carry you here. If you forced to walk, it would've gotten a lot worse." The nurse said. Your eyes widened and felt your cheeks flush pink.

"He's not my--"

"I would've felt bad if she got amputated just because of that. So please take care of her. Be gentle." Baekhyun cut you off. You stared at him with a WTF face, but he only shrugged.

"Sure I would, huny." She smiled, before turing to you. " Now I'm gonna gave to press on some parts, ok? Tell me when it hurts or not."

Biting your lip, you nodded. She crouched down and gently held you foot, then her thumb started pressing on some parts.

"Does it hurt here?"

"Uh, nope."

She moved onto the next spot. "Here?"

"Nope."

When she pressed on another part, you squeezed your eyes shut as pain shot through your ankle and up. Suddenly, a hand came to squeeze yours to help you get through the pain. You were definite it was Baekhyun, but at the moment, you didn't have the right concentration to question why he was suddenly acting like a real gentleman.

"That... That freakin hurt..." You whispered. The nurse stood up and gently stroked your hair.

"You'll be fine, huny. I will give you an ointment and a few pain relievers. You're gonna have to apply it every 5 hours, and your foot will be fine within 3 days."

One millisecond of an accident, and the after effects last for days. Great. Just great.

"I'll be right back." She said before disappearing into her office. Baekhyun must have noticed your furrowed brows so he squeezed your hand.

"I... I'm sorry by the way..."

Your head shot up.

"Um, what?"

"I said I'm sorry."

You leaned your ear closer. "I can't hear you properly."

His face fell. "You made me say it twice, didn't you?"

You smirked triumphantly. Ha, serves you right Byun Baekhyun. "It's just right. You're sorry for bumping into me and you're also sorry for being an a-hole."

"And here I was trying to be nice," he rolled his eyes, and you laughed. "I was just afraid to get into anymore trouble. The last time I got into trouble, the principal said she might have my parents called. But when I saw just how much pain you were going through... well let's just say I'm not a complete a-hole you initially thought I was."

"Actually I still think you're an a-hole." You shrugged. His eyebrows lifted.

"Even when I did this?" he lifted your intertwined hands and squeezed. You blushed and quickly withrew your hand.

You completely forgot you were still holding hands. Gawd that is so embarrassing.

He laughed and stood up. You quickly averted your eyes, afraid that if you look at his attractive features long enough, you might start feeling some... things... for him.

Pervy or not. Well, you get the point.

"Here you go!" The nurse came back with the medicines, but instead of handing them to you, he handed it to Baekhyun. "Make sure she applies them at the right time, ok? My my, you are so lucky to have such a sweet and caring boyfriend."

"He is not my--"

"Yes, no problem." You were once again cut off by the ever so nice Baekhyun. "I might even apply it for her if she can't."

He then proceeded to give you a teasing look and a wink.

As soon as the two of you went out of the clinic, you narrowed your eyes at him.

"You cut me off everytime I deny you're my boyfriend."

"Oh, was that what you were gonna say?" He made a shocked face, which looked absolutely fake by the way. You rolled your eyes.

"Oh please. If you want people to believe you're my boyfriend, you can just go to sleep and dream."

"Oh really? And who was the one blushing whenever I said, 'take it slow'?" He especially whispered the last part near your ear, making you involuntarily blush once again. It was his turn to smirk triumphantly.

"W-Whatever. Go to your class or something. Your job is done." You waved him off. But he didn't move. "Uhh... what?"

"You still have to pass your 'shitload of papers,' right? And your foot is still basically not ok soo...."

He looked away awkwardly, and you both felt shy and amused that he still wanted a reason to stay with you. Probably to annoy you even more, but that seemed like a separate matter now.

"Just don't cut me off anymore when I deny you being my bofriend."

"Well, I can't promise you that." His eyes sparkled in mischief. Laughing, you just rolled your eyes as he wrapped his arm around your waist once again.

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[A/N]: I'm really thankful of the voted and comments mah loves! This collection is recieving more love than ever. I smile like an idiot everytime I recieve a comment! ^ㅁ^