Han Bi's POV

So much for a happy birthday, huh.

I don't get Seokjin, really. What's with all the insults on my birthday? Just this morning, he greeted me a happy birthday so sweetly but right after that, just right after,  he still throws me crumpled papers with these insults in class.

Yes, still.

I can't believe him.

I didn't get to read most of them because the teacher might think we were passing notes to each other and both of us might get into trouble for that.

Well, I did read some, and it's just the typical insults that he'd always give, like peasant, poorie, pathetic, you name it. They're not worth reading at all anyway, so I stopped midway.

That's not what I expected from him today, considering all the time we spent together this summer. It's not that it hit me or something. Okay, maybe it did. A lot.

Aish, anyway. Why would I expect a completely different treatment? He's Kim Seokjin, you don't know when he chooses to be nice and when he chooses to be rude.

The class felt longer than usual because of him, him and him. I can't focus on school work just because of getting distracted by Seokjin throwing the papers at my head. It irritates me so much because it seems like he had nothing else to do but pick on me when he could just sit and listen to the teacher.

I thought that maybe he had split personalities, a nice one when we were out of town and the opposite when we're in school. So sad I won't see the pleasant one anymore and I'd be stuck with him being his jerk self.

I can't believe it.
I can't believe I thought that I had feelings for him.

I mean, why would I think about that? For starters, we're enemies.
Or we were.

I think we still are, by the end of the day nothing changes, right? Right.

When our first break started, I told my friends that I would separate myself from them for a while because I was going to find out something. I'm clueless about where and how to start, but I thought it was worth it.

I can't stop bugging my self about it.

What was Kim Seokjin hiding?

I know there's something in there, really. It might be pointless in the end if there was nothing about him so fishy but I knew there's a big possibility there will be since I've been thinking alot about it just today in school. I've put all the puzzling things together to make a picture, an obvious picture.

I know it's crazy but my first accusation is that there's something he hides that he protects well using false information.

I want to justify that something, but I had no plans of destroying him or whatsoever. Well.. about that thing. Destroying him? That was my goal from the very start, make people laugh at him if I revealed to everyone what he was hiding.

Now? I don't know, I don't want people hurting him for some reason. I just want to know everything just for the sake of knowing.

Okay, deep breath Han Bi. We're going to deal with Kim Seokjin again, alright? You can do this, force a freaking smile everytime you see him.

Force a smile? It's starting to losing its meaning in my vocabulary. I feel like when I smile with Seokjin around, they're already what you call real smiles already.

Is that even possible?

When I turned around, I suddenly saw Seokjin right there behind me. I wasn't surprised or whatever, because I was thinking he'd be there already, since he's always around finding a couple of ways to annoy me. "Oh well, you're here when I was just thinking of finding you." I rose my eyebrow at him.

He smirked.

Idiot, I want to see a real smile like you did last summer.

"What for, huh? Did you miss me? We haven't seen each other for ten minutes, I didn't know I could still make a girl do that, miss me for less than an hour of not seeing each other." He said.

I immediately got stranded on a deserted island by his tornado of conceitedness.

Yes, he's definitely back now. Summer vacation maybe was a large illusion. I'm starting to worry if he was really present that time. He was nice back then, really nice.

"You're definitely not going to keep kidding with me, Kim Seokjin, are you? What the hell, it was only like yesterday when you were nice and all, and now you're back. I really hate how you do that, what are you trying to do with me?" I complained in front of him.

"What do you mean?" He asked. I shrugged in frustration. "I don't know! I should be asking you that! You're so weird! You're confusing my feelings and all." I threw my hands in the air.

He became silent for a moment.

"Well, you probably liked me like that, didn't you? Being nice? Admit it." He asked. It sounded so innocent that it makes me wonder if he was just being conceited or just really asking innocently.

I liked it. I liked him, that time.

I liked him being nice, that more like it.

"Oh come on, Jin. Can't I just have a decent conversation with you for once? You make me incredibly sick. You still think it's fun throwing crumpled papers at me and humiliating me? You think you're cool because of that?" I asked in all curiosity and frustration.

"I was asking, Han Bi." His voice was cold and in an menacing tone. "You liked me, didn't you?" I sighed and rolled my eyes at his words.

"Damn it. So now you're acting like this all of a sudden. I was asking too, alright. And now you're just throwing me another question?" I stayed consistent.

"If you were affected by me and my sudden changes, then you probably liked me then. It's simple, I got my answer. Don't know with you." I didn't mind whatever he says and scoffed.

You're not going to bring me down right now, Jin.

"You're trying to give some 'cool' impression to these people around you, aren't you? You wanted to act like a jerk around to make these people like you alright? It's just stating the obvious. Why are you doing this?" I asked.

He immediately scanned his eyes around the place. "I'm lucky no one heard you." When his gaze meets mine again, he started walking away like nothing happened, our shoulders violently bumping on each other.

This is so difficult.

I, being so freaking stupid and nosy followed him to where he was going.

He went to the locker room, the same old locker room from last months where he first kissed me.

Damn it, it's not a nice memory.

"Hey, talk to me. Don't walk out so rudely like that. Just because I know your intentions doesn't mean you'll walk away like a chicken." I called while walking, adjusting to his speed. He's getting faster and faster the further he gets.

I still followed until he halted for some reason, and I halted late so I bumped on his back. He heaved a deep, defeated sigh.

"Okay then, you win again, Han Bi. I can't run away any further. First, knowing about my family, knowing about what I'm really trying to do," He sternly said. His voice sounded insolent and scary. I admit it did scare me a lot.

What's with him being mad?

"Are you going to be mad at me right now with that, huh? It's not my fault you're not being careful not making things obvious. What's the big fuss about it, anyway?" I asked, and I thought that maybe I'm not that very careful of my words.

"You, Han Bi. Just a little bit more, and you'll know everything. I'm just glad you're too dumb not to notice something." He said, words like arrows hitting me right in the heart. I don't know what to say.

That's overwhelmingly one of the rudest things I've ever heard from him.

He thinks it's funny to act like that and say words like that? Well, I don't think so.

I've been thinking about it, putting pieces together throughout the whole class session when he picked on me even if it was difficult to concentrate.

I know that this is not something I should know, but it's not really my fault I'm getting all the knowledge. Except for the fact I choose to eavesdrop.

"Yep, I'm too dumb. Alright then, just so you know.. I'll tell you everything I knew," I took a deep breath, gaze glued on his eyes.

"First. I know that you're probably not even a rich kid or anything. I know that you're just bluffing your financial status. No one rich would talk like you did, and besides the loansharks gave me a very large hint." I brought out my hand and started counted with me talking.

"Second, you're ashamed of your mother who's just a janitress. You're afraid that if they found out about that they would laugh at you. You're also a part of a broken family, Jin." I said, feeling weird not calling him by his full name, counting my second finger.

His face was priceless. He wanted me to stop, I can see it in his eyes.

"Third, you're putting a shitty attitude on to cover up your old self, and of course, picking on me since I'm the poor one. Well guess what mister, what you're choosing to be right now is making you look lowlife. I prefer if you stop this thing, now." I blurted things out.

I feel like I've spilled everything that I shouldn't have. Seokjin was just staring me, surprised and infuriated.

I don't know why would these make him mad because these are only a few things I've found out, I don't know if they're just accusations or facts.

He did the same thing from before. He held me tight on both of my forearms and made me lean on one of the lockers, hard. His hands were on both of my sides, trapping me inside. He leaned closer.

"Alright, that's nice. You're so happy with what you're doing now, aren't you, Han Bi? You just came here merely three months ago and you're now finding out about a lot of things." He stated, his warm breath brushing my face.

My heart was racing. He's freaking scary, and I don't know what he'll do next.

"Why would you ever want to change what I chose to be, Han Bi? You've seen it, you've met my good side, which I was very careful of hiding ever since. That was me before, and I like it when I make things change from the way they were." He confessed.

I'm confused.

I scoffed and chuckled nervously. "You're talking bullcrap, you know that I hate you so much like that. You're just making me hate you more and more." I whispered, feeling smaller and smaller because of him. My face still inches close.

"I don't live by your rules, I live by mine. I would prefer everyone liking me for what I am now than you, liking me for what I used to be. Why do you like that, huh? Why do you want me to stay true about it?" He complained, followed by a groan.

"I don't know, okay? Just leave me alone for a while, I want to go." I said, trying to dismiss the topic and and pushed his other arm that's right beside me, wanting to break free from him.

"You liked me," He mentioned, putting on a sad smile on him self. "You're crazy, Han Bi." He chuckled a little.

But I just can't, it seems that he just want to keep me in here.

"That's initially what you wanted to do right? When you first came here, you wanted to know my secret," He started.

"Now that you know it, I'm sure you're going to make people laugh at me and hate on me, right? Make them know every single little thing you knew just right now. That's what you wanted. You can go and tell everyone now, if that makes you happy." He said in a sad tone, and defeatedly put his arms down.

I broke free but with confusing things are flying around my head. These aren't true, these things. I thought I wanted to ruin him, but now everything's different.

I want us to be friends, real friends. I don't want hatred wrapped around us anymore.

My feet constantly dragged me to him. I immediately pulled him into a hug, a careless hug. I don't know why I did that but my hands really have their own minds. I didn't stop myself from doing it, either.

"It's going to pain me if everyone did. You'll be fine, okay?" I said. What happened next was weird and as always, unexpected. I could feel his heart thumping and he hesitantly hugged me back.

I subsequently made my way out of the room after that with a stupid smile plastered on my face.

Making his heart beat that weird way, huh.

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It's been two hours since I've talked to Seokjin just earlier, and I couldn't take my mind off of everything. That was a lot more than my knowledge can handle for today.

Still, I can't believe what he did. Bluffing everything because he wants people to like him.

These people are idiots, man. Most of them are. I mean, why would you like someone with a bad conduct?  I don't know but I think it's also the people's fault why some people live their lives wanting to impress people. And to impress, they could just do anything.

If I would live to impress, I want people to be impressed by being me.

Well, who am I to say that when I always get picked on in school just because I pretended to be a commoner? These minds of the people in this school ONLY revolve on reputation to the public.

They want to look good every time, care about their images and appearance alot.

I can't believe Seokjin is happy for people liking him just because he's a 'rich, arrogant, conceited, a jerk and one hell of an asshole'. I don't know what society was doing with him.

And.. the more I think about it, we're quits. Both of us have these secrets. I know his, but he doesn't know mine-- or at least I think he doesn't.

I was sitting in this boring class, and he was still right behind me. I haven't taken a look behind to see what he's up to because he might be staring back at me. I feel like I'm tempted to because I don't feel any crumpled paper hitting my head, which was really weird.

I'm guessing he might probably sleeping in class but the teacher can't see.

The last bell before lunch rang, and all the students rushed out. The teacher made me stay for a while and I thought it was peculiar. She just handed me a fold paper and told me that I can leave.

I went out of the door only get bumped onto someone's chest. Ouch. That hurt. I quickly stepped back with my hand on my forehead.

"Why are you here?" I asked in confused tone, tilted my head up to look at him in the eye. "What's written?" Seokjin asked instead of answering my question. I pushed him out of the room with me and closed the door behind me.

I unfolded the paper and read what's inside very carefully. It's about the damn Love Project that we paused making just before summer. It was a new task to complete.

'What's the best thing this special person has done to you?'

I gave him the note and walked away from the scene. I don't want to talk to him, I don't know how to start that thing with and I don't know which people to ask.

Maybe I need to do some work to do this weekend.

I heard running footsteps from behind coming towards me. I turned around to see Seokjin, panting. His hands landed on his knees, bending forward, hyperventilating.

"Look, Han Bi, nobody knows anything." He told me, his eyes showing weakness. What is this? His hand held my arm, and I just stared at him.

"It looks like it." I replied with no emotion. These are all new to me, me knowing so much about him without any intention.

"Please, don't make anyone know." He pleaded and looked up to me, standing up straight after that.

Please, that magic word. Kills my heart everytime.

"It's fine," I answered. "I don't want to see any doubts in you. The question is that, can you trust me?" I rose my eyebrow.

(A/N: Hey, I'm aware of the song references everyone, just thought that you should know. I put them on purpose for entertainment. ㅋㅋ)

He stared at me for a while before nodding. "I do alright, I don't want anyone to know any single detail. No one in this school knows anything nor suspects a thing. You're the person I least expect to know that." He answered.

O_____O What? He does? He trusts me?

"You trust me, Jin? That's weird. You don't know that later I could blackmail you or anything. I could--" I was interrupted when he flicked my forehead. "Ouch, that hurt!"

"I know you wouldn't do such a thing, Han Bi. And if you do, it's fine. I could do anything you want. Besides, this whole secret is all my fault from my own doing." He replied. He's saying the truth.

"Besides, I'm sorry." He stated so sudden. My heart raced because this is a rare phenomenon, Kim Seokjin saying sorry. This is weird.

Ahh, magic words. Really does me magic.

"Sorry for what?" I asked, confused. He ruffled my hair, "For my behavior towards you ever since this week, and not only that but the whole year so far." He continued.

I can't help it, he's freaking saying sorry. What do you expect me to feel? Well, I feel so blessed. And I know God loves me, he gives me a nice gift for my 17th birthday today.

Oh wait, it is my birthday.

"It's my birthday today, remember. Please be nice for me for the rest of the week. I don't care if you'll continue on being what you want to be after that. But we!ll continue this love project and submit our answers next week, no matter what." I explained.

He listened carefully and nodded. "Okay. I'm so glad to be meeting up with the nice Seokjin for this week." I put on a smiley face full of accomplishment.

"Hey, you haven't told me what I want to hear from you." He reminded. I don't kno wwhat he was talking about, but I'm trying to find out.

"I won't tell anybody," I started.

He nodded his head, gesturing me to continue talking.

"Alright, Jin. I'd be honest with you. I promise I will never tell anyone. You can keep on doing all that you're doing since that's what you want. I don't see any reason why to stop it when you're happy yourself. Besides, I got used to it. Getting into your troubles and putting up with your attitude. It's alright, there's a good side in you anyway." I lengthily said, all words coming from the deepest part of my soul, quite literally.

He gave me a heart-warming smile. "Wow." He simply replied. I stared on the ground. "I know, I said too much stuff didn't I?"

"It's just what I wanted to hear, sorry for no gift on your birthday today." He said and lifted my chin.

I just gave him a warm smile. "It's alright, what you're being right know is a very nice gift itself." I confessed.

"You really are something, aren't you, Han Bi? I k-kinda like you for that." He said, ruffling my hair and walking past me.

What did he just say?

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A/N: I know I'm cruel :P It wasn't really a cliffhanger though. It was kinda. Really, thanks for reading even if this was an insanely short chapter!