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𝙧𝙤𝙝 𝙝𝙮𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙖

my jaw dropped when joohyuk socked the high schooler right in the face. pretty sure the kid flew all the way to the other side of the store.

it didn't even hurt when the boy pushed me, but it sure seemed to have triggered joohyuk. i mean, he was being really attractive at that moment, so i wasn't really complaining.

the guy who had just faced the fist of discipline, managed to get on his feet and returned a hit on joohyuk. i was pretty sure i had to stop this before they tore down the building and / or woke up granny yang.

"yah, stop it." i said.

none of them listened to me, and continued throwing fists at each other.

i scowled and grabbed a bamboo stick laying around behind the counter, holding it up. "GET OUT BEFORE I BEAT YOUR ASSES TINY CHILDREN!" i yelled.

"tiny children? we're seniors!!!"

"sO??" i asked. "me and him—" i pointed the stick at joohyuk, which made him wince and step back. "—are college students. we've made it farther in life then you guys EVER WILL so get the FUCK out before i snap your necks in half!!!"

the group glared at us, but slowly headed to the door. the leader of them, stuck both of his middle fingers out to us before leaving. joohyuk was literally bout to throw hands again but i hit his butt with the stick before he could even take another step forwards.

"yah." i glowered at him.

joohyuk winced and grew smaller, dropping his head. "sorry."

"don't do that again. you got yourself hurt too." i said.

"they're just a bunch of high schoolers though!! if i were their parents, i'd beat the living shit out of th—" he stopped when he saw me glaring at him. "fine. i won't." he crossed his arms like a child and huffed.

"gosh. my head hurts." i muttered, rubbing my temples.

"that dude pushed you earlier. did you get hurt??"

i looked at him as if he was stupid. that's probably because he was. "yeah, i broke 12 bones in my body and my entire spine is just reduced to dust." i said sarcastically.

"really???" joohyuk asked.

"no! i'm perfectly fine!" i said, almost yelling over the amount of brain cells i've lost listening to him. then i realized something. "joohyuk, you're bleeding."

joohyuk touched his cheek and looked down to his fingers. "how dare i bleed over a small high schooler—"

i searched through the cupboards and found a first-aid kit, bringing it out. "sit down."

joohyuk whimpered like a child and didn't budge.

"sit your ass down." i glowered, and he immediately ran to the chair.

i treated his teeny cut, not realizing how close our faces were to each other.

"hyeona." he whispered, smiling. "you smell really nice."

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