The first class went okay if you don't count the annoying boy behind Jisung. After it had ended Mr. Kim held Jisung in the classroom for a while to talk to him.

"I saw that Minho annoyed you, but don't worry. Either he'll stop or you'll get used to it." Mr. Kim said. Jisung nodded and smiled. Unlike other teachers Mr. Kim felt more open and easier to talk to. Like he almost was a kid himself.

Jisung tilted his head to the side and to a look at Mr. Kim. He furrowed his eyebrows. I wonder who old he really is, Jisung though.

"Who old are you?" Jisung asked. The teacher smiled. He leaned against the desk.

"Twenty five." He said. Jisung nodded slowly. It seemed logical. The blonde boy smiled and said goodbye to the teacher before leaving the classroom.

The corridors were now filled with students and most of them looked his way. Jisung didn't bother looking back. He picked up his information paper again. His locker was number 367. Luckily he found the locker fast.

As he stood and put some books in his locker and the thin jacket someone came to the locker beside him. It was a boy Jisung recognised from his class. He had brown curly hair and braces. The boy smiled shyly towards Jisung after closing his locker.

"Hi, I'm Jeongin." The boy said and bowed slightly. Jisung smiled too. Jeongin seemed like a friendly person. The boy wore the thin jacket and the tie. He looked a little nervous to talk to Jisung.

"Hi." Jisung responded back. He closed his locker and turned to face Jeongin completely. The browned haired boy was slightly taller than him.

Awkward silence laid in between the two boys and Jeongin looked incredibly embarrassed. His cheeks turned crimson. To break the silence he spoke up.

"I thought that I'd show you around since you're new here..." Jeongin mumbled and looked down on the floor. He fiddled with a piece of paper in his hands. Jisung smiled towards the younger boy.

"That would be really nice." He said. Jeongin glanced up at him and smiled he too.

Their next period was chemistry. Jisung and Jeongin was sadly enough parted. The younger was seated in the front and Jisung in the very back, by Minho. Jisung didn't like it. He always tried to stay positive but Minho seemed like a total loser and he wanted to sit beside Jeongin.

Whatever. I can survive this, it's not that bad, Jisung thought and nodded. He leaned back in his chair and relaxed.

Minho was playing on his phone beside him. He didn't pay attention to what the teacher said. Jisung didn't pay so much attention either but he tried at least.

After a few minutes their theacher had to get a few papers from her office. Immediately people started to talk and laugh with each other. A girl turned in her chair and smiled towards Jisung.

"Hi." Jisung said and smiled towards her. She smiled back and fluttered her eyelashes. The girl had short black hair and big pretty eyes. Her white blouse was unbuttoned a little too much and Jisung couldn't help but notice.

Minho glanced up from his phone for the first time and scoffed. Then he continued to play Candy Crush. Jisung casted Minho a glance before looking back at the girl.

"You're Jisung right? I'm Dayoung." The girl said and tilted her head. Jisung nodded. Before he could say anything back to the pretty girl Minho spoke up.

"Shut up hoe, I'm trying to focus." He mumbled without lifting his eyes off of his phone screen. Dayoung rolled her eyes and turned back to her friend. Jisung snapped his head towards Minho.

The black haired boy annoyed him to no end. Just why was he so annoying? How could someone be that annoying?

"You're an asshole." Jisung stated. Minho looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. The raven haired boy sat straight up and laid his phone on the table. He was slightly taller than Jisung and looked really intimidating when he glared down at Jisung.

"Why's that?" Minho asked and smirked. The situation seemed to amuse him. Jisung glared at Minho.

"You called her hoe."

"And? She is a hoe." Minho responded. Jisung's blood boiled and he could've hit Minho right on the spot but that would've just been stupid.

Instead of taking his rage out Jisung inhaled deeply. He turned away from Minho and faced the back of the head of the girl that sat in front of him. Minho started laughing beside him. Jisung bit the inside of his cheek.

Minho wasn't like any other person Jisung had ever met. He just simply didn't care about anything. And it was like he annoyed people by intention. The raven haired boy didn't seem to have any respect towards anyone either. Back in Jisung's school in Malaysia people respected him and he respected them. Minho, however, seemed to look at Jisung like he would have looked at a dumb child.

Jisung turned back to Minho, much calmer now. The older boy had been staring at him the whole time. The blonde boy opened his mouth but Minho put a finger over it. Jisung's sentence got stuck in his throat and Minho smirked.

"Whatever you're about to say, I don't give a fuck." Minho said and smiled cockily afterwards. Jisung slapped Minho's hand away from his face. The raven haired boy winced and gave Jisung a nasty glare.

"Have you got no respect for the people around you!?" Jisung growled through gritted teeth. He clenched his fist. Every cell in him wanted to yell at Minho but he didn't want to get in trouble first day of school.

Minho didn't looked afraid or even bothered by how furious Jisung was. He shrugged.

"Look cutie, if you expect me to respect you you're crazy. I don't respect people who think they're someone that everyone should respect."  Minho told Jisung. Jisung's face was beet red and he glared at his clenched fist on the desk. Minho was driving him insane.

"I don't think that. I'm just saying that you should have some respect."

"What will you do if I don't?" Jisung gritted his teeth at Minho's answer, or question. How can he be so annoying?

"I'll do something bad that'll make you regret your existence." Jisung whispered. Minho's eyes widened. Then he laughed. He laid his head down on the table and held his stomach. Tears streamed down his cheeks and some people were now looking their way.

Needless to say Jisung felt humiliated. He didn't like Minho. In fact, he now hated the boy.

Minho dried his tears and sat straight up. He smirked towards Jisung.

"So you wanna be a bad boy, huh? You're too cute and innocent for that shit." Minho whispered back. Jisung glared at him. He clenched his fist tighter.

"I'll prove to you that I can be a bad boy just like you." Jisung growled. Minho nodded, liking Jisung's answer. He leaned back in i his chair and picked up his phone. The raven haired boy started playing Candy Crush again.

"Sure baby, but don't come crying when it gets too harsh." Minho said. Jisung exhaled shakily and turned away from the other male. He was never going to get used to Minho's mocking and annoying answers.

As their teacher came back everyone quieted down. Jisung didn't get much done that period, he mostly glared at Minho and prayed to God that the raven haired boy would get struck by lighting.

I hate him so much, Jisung thought as he glanced over at Minho's pretty face.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
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