Wonwoo's Pov

It started in curiosity.

When I first saw you, I knew you are my shadow. Just like the past 'me' who cannot  speak out his mind, to smile  nor to even say 'hi'.

I followed yours steps, those paths that I took and the way you are walking. 

As time passed by, I noticed how I always looking out for you, even though  you didn't  know there is someone who cares: yes it's me.

It started in curiousity, then in pity but now is a mystery.

One morning, I was debating whether to buy ice cappucino or strawberry milk. You love strawberry milk right? And so I bought it and put it above your desk while you were not looking.

To support you and to help behind your back, I think I'm satisfied with these.

And until we graduate and choose another path away from each other, I'll stay put in silence.

However...

“Hey you!”  I shouted as I grabbed his collar.

The man wearing this Dracula outfit smirked back at me. “Why?” he teased.

I want to punch his face, and to let out my grudge from a very long time ago.

But I gritted my teeth and said, “Stop this already. Stop bullying (y/n)."

He is the only one who can mess around her life. He got all of her attention, he can plays the bad boy role all the time. Why him? Why are you always looking at him?

He can hold you, can laugh at you, and now he even leave a kiss mark on your neck!

Anger boils inside my chest, this is enough to put my sanity in limit. I can think clearly, nor put my mind straight. Why am I doing this anyway? I am just a silent observer, a fellow and your future shadow.

“Feel irritated?" Seungcheol whispered on my ear. Why? Do you like her?”

I...LIKE HER?

Do I?

I chuckled, not only because I am frustrated but also, unaware about my own answer. 

I put my lips on his ear and without thinking, I whispered back: “Scared. Are you scared that you already have someone to compete with? If you are going to play dirty, then I’ll stop this kind act. Too late to regret, bro.”

I gaped at him, he pored back.  No one threw a punch but the intensity between us is no joke. It feels a staring contest, that whoever back out will be eaten in a whole.

"Oh my god! What happened to (y/n)?!" Some of our classmate went in. She checked (y/n) and her sprained ankle. "Hey you two! You should take her to the clinic!"

Seungcheol removed my grip from his collar. He took a deep breath, and so I did also the same.

"Come on (y/n). I'll take you to the clinic," our classmate offered before she helped her to stand up.

Sh*t I am an idiot. What am I doing? Why did I say those things to him?

The school's festival continues.

At the end of the day, we wrapped up our booth without (y/n). I got tired and couldn't focus on my task because I am worrying if she is alright.

I went to the clinic. To my surprise, I saw Seungcheol waiting outside of the clinic's door. "Hello Mr. President. You removed your make up? I won't remove mine. Want to show this to my mom and plays Dracula at home."

Crazy dude.

I choose to ignore him and entered the clinic. Then I saw you, limping towards my direction. "P-President," you muttered.

"How's your ankle?"

"My uncle? Do you know my uncle?"

I blinked. I took a deep breath to prevent myself from laughing. Wth.

"Your injury," I explained with craspy tone.

"Ahh. This." You looked down. "I'm okay."

My eyes narrowed on that purple mark on your neck. Damn. It is still there. "What about your neck?"

"Huh?"

Jeon Wonwoo, stay calm. "Nothing. I'll help you walk on the way to the bus stop." I snatched your bag from her hand.

"N-No need. I can-"

Before you declined, I already leaned your arm around my shoulder and put my hand on your waist. And now that I am looking at your face this close, you are quite red. "Lean on me," I said.

You looked away before nodding. Hey. You. I mean. Your reaction. Your reaction is cute. Ahem. *fake cough*

I helped you walk out from the clinic and on the school hallway.

Everyone is looking at us, as if they saw a ghost. Maybe they got surprised that a man like me, who never let myself involves in personal matters, is taking care of you. Well, I don't understand myself too.

While we are walking together, Seungcheol is following us behind our back. What's his deal? Can't he just go home? If he feels guilty then he should apologize.

"We're here. Thank you," you said and moved away. That fast? We are already here?

"Oh okay. Take care."

"Uhmm. Thank you so much. And I'm sorry for ruining our horror booth."

"Not a big deal. Your health comes first. Go home and rest. Also, don't forget to treat your sprained ankle with some ice."

"O-Okay."

Your bus arrived.

"My bus arrived. Bye," you waved.

"Greet your UNCLE for me!" I joked with poker face.

You looked back. And you know what, this is the first time I saw you smile.

"Okay," you chuckled then hopped inside your bus.

I got startled as I hold my chest where inside has my heart pounding so hard.

"Your role ended here," Seungcheol said and tapped my shoulder. He is about to hopped inside the bus too but I grabbed his wrist.

"Where are you going? Why are you hopping in? Are you going to follow (y/n)?" I asked.

He chuckled and yanked my hand away. "Ohh. Didn't I tell you? (Y/n) and I..." his smile faded away. "The two of us are living together, under one roof."

When I heard this, that's when I realized that what I feel towards you and him, is JEALOUSY.

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A/n: excited to make the part 3 of this! Dont forget to Vote and comment!