You're a cutie boy and I hate you. I don't like you, nor will I ever. My love was not a thing to be played with yet here you are, in your ripped jeans and loose grey shirt flirting with me. No, it's not intentional, it never is, is it? I'm just another victim of your charms, your visuals, and your hamster face. I will never be anything to you except the girl who is willing to listen. And right now, that is exactly what I'm doiing. Listening to your most recent breakup with this slutty girl who used you to get to your friend.

You say I look pretty today, thanks I guess. It seems to take me putting on a little bit of makeup in order to get you to notice me. What a cliche, I hate cliches like I am determined to hate you. I will not let you get to me and turn me into something that you loved once upon a time. "Hello? Earth to Y/n?" Your voice is bittersweet yet melodious. I look up at you with annoyance. "What?" The words were seething with venom. "Calm down, I need your advice, will you help me?" A small sigh left my lips. "I guess, what do you need?" He giggled and formed his pearly white teeth into a smile.

"So, let's say hypothetically, my friend likes a girl. How would they ask them out? What would you prefer?" His hands laid interlaced on the desk. How I longed to touch them and hold them in mine. I quickly get the thoughts out of my head and regained new ones. "I would prefer you to leave me alone and I don't know what I would prefer for a date." He recoiled a little at my harsh words and quickly regained his composure. In all honesty, I have thought about it. My ideal date would be laying on a blanket, having a dinner picnic underneath millions of shining stars.

"Y/n? Mr. Seo said I needed a tutor in English and you're the best in that class so can you tutor me?" "Hmmm, I guess. Where though?" He thought for a minute before jumping in excitement. "My house, tonight." His house? I have heard of many rumors about the lewd noises and how they supposedly belonged to Hoshi and his exes. "Ok, but don't do anything to me alright?" Hoshi nodded and pinky promised me before hugging me tightly. "I owe you." The classes later were very monotone, boring and long.

At around 5, I headed towards Hoshi's house with my English things. Slowly, I knocked on the door and watched it open showing Hoshi in shorts and a tighter black t-shirt. "Hello, Hoshi." "Hey, Y/n!!!" He stepped out of the way and let me in. "I have to cook right now, but you can come and sit at the island." There were no wrong intentions in his eyes, no lust, nothing except innocence. His persona was very different at home than at school. I sat at the counter and observed him, he was making a dish that I knew very well.

"You're making Bibimbap?" "Yeah, how do you know?" I laughed. "It's my favorite." "I guess I have to pay extra attention, I don't want to mess it up." I smiled a little and jumped down to get a closer view. Although he was only 5'10, he was a giant compared to me. At 5'4, I lost all the height to my brother Mingyu, who decided that he was older, therefore, he deserves to be taller. He gives me credit for gaining all the brains between us and I agree 100%, so does his grades. "It looks yummy!" My mouth was watering at the delicious sight that was coming together slowly. Hoshi smiled at my state and thanked me for praising his cooking.

"Just because it looks good, doesn't mean it taste good. Example, just because Jeonghan says he can cook and looks like he could, does not mean he can." He laughed, his brown eyes sparkling, he hadn't smiled nor laughed this much with any other girl. "He burnt the frying pan last time he came over." Hoshi pulled out a pan that was placed in the back of the cabinet and showed me the bottom. "How?" He shrugged and put it back. "I don't know but I do know that he is only allowed to use that pan and he owes me a new one." I let out a soft giggle and returned to my seat. Hoshi wasn't as bad as I thought, maybe I can like him.

Finally, the food was done and Hoshi placed the plate in front of me and handed me chopsticks. "Thank you!" "You're welcome, Y/n!" I was about to take a bite when I noticed some noises coming from upstairs. Moans and curses were spilling throughout the house. "Oh. My. God. I am so sorry Y/n." He looked embarrassed to the point that he hid his face. "Hoshi, where are those noises coming from?" He sighed, "My mom and her boyfriend, they do it daily at 10 but today they must have been a little too happy." "Happy?" As a professional virgin, I had a thought of what happy meant but I wasn't sure.

Hoshi's eyes widened at my innocence and grabbed my hand to drag me outside to the backyard. "Wait here." "What about my food?" I was hungry and I didn't even get a bite. "Just wait please." He came back with a blanket and the food. I took the blanket and laid it on the grass and sat waiting for my food. "Here." "Yay, my food." I did a little happy dance, forgetting about the company. Hoshi stuffed a laugh while watching me. "I am sorry about them, I am so embarrassed. I even told them that you were coming over. They can't even respect my first guest." "It's okay Hoshi. To be honest, it's an upgrade from everyone saying that it's you and your girlfriend making the noises. Did you say your first guest?"

He nodded, stuffing his cheeks full of Bibimbap. "I have never had a guest and I have never done that with a girl. They break up with me once they find out that there is someone specific I liked." "Do you still like that person?" "Yeah." There you go, breaking my heart again. Just when I thought I could like you, that it was okay and you weren't the type to play with feelings, you say that kind of stuff. The night came quickly and we were eating under the stars. My dream date with the guy I am supposed to hate, yet it's not a date. We went back inside and studied for about an hour until 8 p.m. came around. "I have to go home." I opened the door and started to walk home. I was only two blocks from his house when it started pouring. A sigh left my lips as I continued to walk the rest of the six blocks home.

The rain suddenly ceased from above me. I looked up and saw an umbrella. My eyes followed the hand to the owner and saw Hoshi. "Y/n stay with me tonight." I shook my head. "I can't, Hoshi."
"Why, you already said your parents are on a business trip." "Because." "Tell me why, please." Hoshi grabbed my arm softly and tugged it towards the door. I pulled my hand away and started to walk again. I could hear Hoshi running to me. My body halted as I turned to him. "Go home, please." He shook his head. "Stop, doing this to me. I have to hate you, it's the only way for me to not fall in love with you. Just when I think it's okay to love you, you crush it. And tonight, was the final reason why I can't like you. You like someone else, so please just go back home."

His eyes locked onto mine in a moment of silence. Hoshi leaned forward and crashed his lips against mine. I shouldn't want this, I shouldn't kiss back but it was too good to give up. He pulled away from me. "The girl I like is you, Y/n. You know, for being the smartest, you were pretty oblivious to my flirts and hints." I was astonished, me? Out of all the girls, he chose me? "Me?" "Yeah, I don't know how you didn't notice me openly staring at you in class. I even got in trouble for it before." "Me? Are you sure?" Clearly, I was still in a daze. He pressed his lips against mine once again and this time longer. "Yes, I am sure. Now come stay with me, please." "I don't have clothes." "I have clothes you can borrow." "Fine." He kissed me again and started to walk back to his house happily with me trailing right behind him.

"Cutie boy?" He grinned and turned around looking at me. "Is that a new nickname?" "Yes, but I called you because it is still pouring and you're walking to fast for my legs to go." Hoshi immediately apologized and walked back to shelter me from the rain. He grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers. "Cutie boy? Was your hypothetical friend you?" A deep blush covered his cheeks as he nodded. I laughed and hugged him. I guess that I can't hate you not will I ever hate you because you are my cutie boy.