Rivals

If only I could be born in another century, away as far as possible from Jeon Jungsoo, that would be great.

"hold up." Jungsoo grips my wrist painfully, almost digging into my skin. His eyes were malicious, a certain bloodlust roaring in his glare.

"Did you just draw a fucking dick on my face?"

Entrance exams. First place, Jeon Jungsoo.

Middle Year Exams. First place, Jeon Jungsoo.

End of Year Exams. First place,

Jeon.

Fucking.

Jungsoo.

And there my name was written, right below his. It almost seemed like mockery. I've been top in the school since forever - and I intended to stay this way.

Until I graduated middle school, and entered one of the most prestigious high schools in Korea.

And yet, this annoying scumbag, who doesn't seem to care about anything at all, managed to beat me in every major exam. It made my competitive blood boil.

behind the podium without a care in the world. The student who topped the entrance exam was selected to deliver the speech for

the next exam." he speaks into the mic, a devilish smug look

around me screamed until my ears fell off. The other guys had a distasteful look on their faces, and so do

rolled my eyes to heaven.

entrance exam, I'll top the next major examinations for sure. Was my

front of the bulletin board, the exact same

Jungsoo leans his back against the wall, the annoying smirk plastered on his face. I

his cocky voice behind my

hips. Interest piqued in his eyes as he faces me as well, slightly shocked by the situation

arms mockingly.

teeth. "Don't get too ahead of yourself, who wants your number?"

Soojung?" he replied with a wide grin.

you, so just watch Jungsoo." I leaned my arm oh-so-gangsterly on my thigh, bending forward. My

my skirt, and back to my

to it" He leans into my ear closely, whispering those arrogant words with confidence. I rolled my eyes at his attempt to flirt with

letting him go. I

pattern." He suddenly calls, causing my body

towards Jungkook, who is

said loudly on purpose, and a panick wave hit me. Immediately I covered my thighs with my hands, not doing much. It felt like his stares pierced though my

you" tears were welling in my eyes from the embarrassment. He chuckled slightly at my

he tousled my hair, in which I slapped his hand

"yeah right, playboy." I said with a sarcastic tone.