A/N:

Warning!
-Strong language
-Jung Jaewon AU, it's an Alternative Universe Imagine. So chill and read.

📸credits to the owner of the picture

Name: Jung Jaewon
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Y/N's POV

I must be crazy. You thought to yourself. You knew that you hated villains, you loved happy endings. You watched as the notorious campus bad boy, Jung Jaewon, bully his classmate by pouring his lunch on him. You hated evil yet you were very attracted to him.

Yeah, Jaewon is hot but his attitude is just rotten. But there's something in him that pulled you. Maybe opposites do attract but you just can't. You like him yet you hate what he does.

Feeling frustrated, you let out a sigh and stood up abruptly making a loud noise with your chair scraping on the floor making everyone look at you even Jaewon. You gave him a glare making him look shocked but you saw a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Aish," you mumbled to yourself and picked up your tray and walked away. As you place your tray on the disposal area you froze as you hear his voice echoing throughout the entire cafeteria.

"YAH!" You turn around and you see Jaewon approaching you. You slowly back away until your back hits the wall, he got closer and closer.

He raised his hand and you close your eyes waiting for the hit, you just knew it. He's a bad boy, what do you expect? But you felt the impact right next to your head. You open your eyes and he leaned in, "I'll talk to you after school. You got that?"

You didn't answer and he just left, you breathed out feeling your knees go weak. Everyone just gave you pity stares. Of course, they knew who he was. Who would even dare to try to fight Jaewon. The last one who did ended up in the ER.

It was dismissal and you were planning on just blending with some crowds so Jaewon doesn't spot you. As soon as the bell rings, you quickly pack your books and rushed to the door. There was usually a lot of students in the hall just right after the bell, eager to get home.

But as soon as you stepped out you were harshly grabbed by the arm and you were pulled back only to hit a body, you look up and find him. Jung Jaewon. "안녕." His signature smirk once again appeared, "Follow me."

The two of you walk in the hallway with his arm around your shoulder. He had folded up the sleeves of his uniform showing off his tattoos, it was strictly forbidden but his family is rich and it's not like they can just erase it. You felt fear stir up your stomach but you were also feeling that tingling in your heart. You hated it. You hated that a part of you was enjoying how your bodies hit earlier and how his arm is around your shoulders now.

The both of you stop inside an empty classroom and he lets go and leaned on the desk and crossed his arm, "What are we doing here?" You asked, rather confused.

"I've been looking at you for a while, you're actually really pretty." You almost choked your eyeballs out at that sudden confession, "Date me."

You composed yourself first. Your pride was still very important, your dignity must be well-taken care of. "Tsh! What makes you think I'll say yes?"

He was caugh-off guard but played it off with a smirk, he leans in. "Because I said so."

"What bullsh*t," you breathed out looking out the window before looking back at him with a glare, "어떻게? (Ottoke?) I don't want to."

"뭐?" He looked shocked and annoyed by your answer as he tensed up and stood up straight, "What do you mean by you don't want to?"

"Aish, 바보야? Take a hint. I just don't want you. Your attitude is rotten, you're a bad boy." You spat with no emotion and you turn around to walk away.

"I..." you stopped in your tracks, "I'll try."

"뭐?" You turn around and he sighed and looked out the window feeling uncomfortable.

"I'll try to be... good." He mumbled and you felt shocked.

"Why would you even do that?" You asked, you weren't expecting this.

"I like you... since the first day you transferred here." That was three years ago, "I can't just change who I was just because I liked a girl, I've been bad even before you came. But then, everytime I do something bad your looks would kill me. It's as if I've done something terribly wrong, it's as if I can never change-"

"You won't. I'm just a girl, not a god. I can't change you, you change yourself." With that, you left the room without another word.

-_-_-

The next few days, Jaewon was nothing but quiet. It felt uncomfortable and weird, it came to the point that you start to regret what you did.

You do like him, it's just that the things he does to people. After school you went out the hallways only to be greeted by chaos, "Outsiders! Outsiders! They are looking for Jung Jaewon."

Your eyes widen and you ran outside by the front gate and there really was outisders, wearing a different uniform. About five of them. Then Jaewon comes in to the scene, his backpack on one shoulder and as usual he looked annoyed with the world. Then he spots you and sighed in frustration.

"You punk, you vandalized on our car, didn't you?" The boy said.

"I didn't, can you just please get lost. I'm in no mood to fight." He said lazily.

"This rascal! Yah! Do you think you can just escape what you did?!" You gasped as the boy gripped his shirt.

He just stayed emotionless and didn't move, then the boy punched him on the cheek. You covered your mouth in shock, his face turn to the side and his lips bled. He looks up and looks at you with a smirk.

Then another hit came until they were completely beating him, he was not fighting back. If he did, these five boys would be down. Jaewon is a mixed martial artist in training and was a black belter in karate and Taekwondo.

The students were wondering why he isn't fighting back and yelled for him to fight back. You couldn't help as tears fell down your cheeks, you gripped your bag and jumped into the scene. "Let him go!" You hit them with your bag.

"Who is this b*tch?! yah!" One of the boys grab you by the hair and smacked you across the cheek.

The world stopped, "How dare you..." Jaewon said as he stood up from the ground and coughed out hus blood, "... touch her."

-_-_-

"That hurt!"

"Stay still!"

You dab the cotton on his lips as you help Jaewon clean his wound. "Almost done..." you blow on it as you treat it.

Then his hand stopped yours, your eyes met. He was really close, you cleared your throat and look away. "What a nice apartment," you said changing the topic, "Where are your parents?"

"I live alone." Your eyes widen, the two of you are alone in his apartment. Your thoughts had ran wild.

"Wah... rich kids, really." You stuttered trying to change the topic. "Well, I must get going. Your wound is-"

He stops you as you stood up, he grabs you by the wrist. "You're not going anywhere. Your cheek looks a little red still."

He leads you to the kitchen, "That boy hits really hard, I thought for a moment my jaw would fly off." You tried to joke but he was serious.

"I'm gonna kill him." He mumbled as he puts ice in an ice bag then he approached you and puts the ice bag on your cheek and held it himself.

You looked in his eyes and he was furious and worried, you couldn't help but think, what if the confession was real. Does he really like me? Your hand automatically go up and held his, he looks at you. "Why didn't you fight back earlier?"

"I did, I heard one of them hasn't woken up yet." He said as he changed the topic.

"No, you know what I mean." You said. And he put down the ice and looks down.

"I wanted to show you that I'm not the bad guy, I don't like fighting. I don't like violence but sometimes you just need to use them so they get the message." He said and looks up, "I'm sorry if I'm like this."

You cup his cheeks and pulled him close to kiss him. His hands wraoped around your waist and pulled you close as he deepens the kiss. Your hands go to his hair and tug at it, he pulls away and sighed.

"Please give me a chance," he said giving you a begging eyes.

"I just did." Then you kiss his lips one more time. "From now on, I will allow you to defend yourself and only to defend yourself."

"You sound like a girlfriend." He chuckles.

"Am I not?" He lets out a really cute laugh then starts to kiss you again.