Days passes by and our bickering started to grow bigger and bigger that almost everyday we are causing a scene inside or outside of the school and other students are seem to be enjoying it.

Teachers are aware of it as well and that made them giving us detention most of the times and we need to do works for school staying there overtime together.

His presence is annoying as fuck as he never stops bothering me, teasing me or nudging me, but there is a soft side of him towards me that makes me wonder.

For some reason I can't hate him properly.

I can feel the tension thickening up in the air when we work together, make eye-contacts and his sudden soft words and attitude that doesn't stop making my heart skipping it's beat.

"Yah Park Sunghoon, it was your fault!" I yell at the guy who keeps blaming me that it was because of me of which we are in detention right now.

"It was you who slapped me at the PE class in front of everyone, not me!"

"And it was you who hit that ball right on my face in front of everyone, not me!"

"But we got into detention because you slapped me dude!"

"But I wouldn't have slapped you if you didn't hit the ball on me?!"

"You didn't need to slap me because it was just a joke?!" his words made me hang on the air as I became more furious.

"You call that joke?! Seriously Sunghoon that literally was straight bullying!" I widen my eyes at his stupidity, breathing fast as our voices getting higher and higher with each sentence, glaring at each other to death.

"That's what you think not me, I was just messing around with you but you are the one always overreacting," he rolls his eyes at me as if he 'ate' with his words.

"Do you think I'd be just standing there without trying to defend myself and let people laugh at me? It was a revenge!" I state before rolling my eyes back.

"That doesn't change the fact that we both are in detention right now, just solve the math problems as soon as possible if you want to get out." his words hits the reality as I look at the board with bunch of math problems written there, a groan slipped out of my lips as I cursed under my breath, not hearing his chuckles.

Times passes by as I get sleepy, watching my notebook with blood shot eyes and back to the guy who seems to be enjoying the maths.

"Sunghoon-ah," I softly call him making him look at me in wonder.

"What again?" he annoyingly responded as I hold my urge to just kick him off the roof.

"Help me with this, please," I plead him with the softest tone possible, pouting my lips and immediately cringing inside.

"No, do it yourself," not even bothering at all he look back at his notes.

"Please Hoon I will buy you tiramisu? I promise," I control my gag at my pleading but I have to do it for my own sake, I can't stuck in here forever.

I see the usual playful smirk of him as he moves his whole body towards me.

"What did you call me?" I went confused for a second until I remember, I literally called him 'Hoon'. What the fuck-

"I called you jerk?!" I shrug trying to play cool.

"I heard something different I guess?!" he chuckles deeply making my cheeks flush, heart beat rising. Something about his presence is totally unbearable.

"Because you are getting old I guess?!" I ask the same way, smirking back.

"Is that so? Ah fine, come here," he smiles softly as I try to hide my blush leaning close to his table as he look at my math problem.

He literally is so intolerable.