(I wrote this one a couple days ago and forgot to post it. Sorry it took so long. I hope you like it.)
Son Hyunwoo.....oh, how I dislike him. He has made it his life's work to make mine a living nightmare. He teases me mercilessly and he is so cute!!!! I hate that!!! How can someone who is so annoying be so hot?!? The big guy in the sky must have a sense of humor. I was walking to my homeroom, my arms wrapped around my books. I looked up and saw Hyunwoo talking to a girl, her back against a locker. He was leaning over her, whispering in her ear. She giggled and playfully pushed his chest. He smirked as she blushed. She said something back and he scoffed, saying something quickly and started to walk away. I tried to ignore him and walked into the classroom quickly, my head down the whole way. I sat in my seat and sighed, knowing my face is red. "Why are you always blushing?" I heard his cursed voice. I sighed and put my face in my hands, hoping he would go away. Oh...I must have forgot.....he sits behind me. He sat in his seat and started playing with my hair. "You have such long hair. I wonder what you would look like with shorter hair.....probably really cute." There he goes again. My face was on fire. I could feel the embarrassment seeping through me. I can't stand it when he treats me like this. I turn around in my seat when he playfully yanks a strand of my hair. "Can you not?!?" I shout. "Can I not what, Ms. (L/N)?" I heard Mr. Yoon ask. I cringed and turned back to face the front. "Nothing, sir." I mutter. "I'm sorry Ms. (L/N) but interuppting class is not a minor offense. I'm going to have to give you a detention." He shakes his head and delivers the note to my desk. I sigh and run my hand through my hair. I pick up the note and put it in my bag. This is just great. I have never gotten a detention. My mom is going to blow a fuse. After class, I walked out quickly. I heard footsteps speeding behind me. "(Y/N)! (Y/N)!!" I heard that voice again. I just kept ignoring him and continued walking, utterly miserable. After school, I headed to the detention room. I walk in the classroom and guess who I see. You guessed it. Hyunwoo. 'OH MY GAWD!!! Why can't I avoid him?!?' I think, exasperated. I sigh and walk into the class, sitting in the far right, near the windows. I sit in a desk and immediately look out the window; hoping he wouldnt notice me. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him look over at me. 'Please don't say anything to me.' I plead in my mind. Thankfully, he didn't say anything to me. Actually, he looked away rather quickly. He seemed to have a look of guilt on his face. I wonder what's wrong with him. I leaned back in my seat and ran my right hand through my hair, sighing. This was awkward. I don't like awkward. After the most stressful hour of trading looks, we finally got released. I stood up and walked out the door quickly. "(Y/N)?" I heard someone behind me call. I turn to see Hyunwoo running up to me. I shake my head and stop walking. Earlier, he did look sad. I don't want to be mean to him. "Yes?" I ask, kindly. He stops in front of me and stands there for a minute, searching my face. I waited for him to say something. "Uhh....so what was it?" I ask. "What?" He asks, as if snapping out of a trance. "Whatever." I roll my eyes, turning on my heel to walk away; thinking this was some joke. "Wait..." He grabs my wrist. "I really wanted to say I was sorry." "Wait......did you just say sorry?" I turn around to look at him. He has an embarrassed expression on his face. "Yeah. I was the reason you got the detention." He says, letting go of my wrist. "Oh. Well.....don't worry about it. I should have controlled my temper and I had no right to have that outburst." I tell him. "No. You had every right to yell at me like you did." He looks in my eyes. "No. I shouldve reacted calmly. But I let my anger get the best of me....." I noticed he was staring at me, intensely. "Hyunwoo........are you okay?" I ask, getting worried. "I'm sorry but I can't do this anymore." He sighs, exasperated. "I love you, (Y/N)!" He yells, kissing me passionately. I lean back slightly, out of shock, only to have him wrap his arms around my waist to keep me there. I relax into the kiss, gripping his blazer slightly. I kiss him back, not understanding why I feel like I have wanted to do this forever. He pulls back, looking at me intently; still holding my waist. "Whoa..." I mutter, unconsciously. He chuckles and smiles, his eyes softening. "I have wanted to do that since freshman year. Having you in my class every year didn't help either. I just.....I don't know how to express my feelings. I am so used to girls confessing to me. I never did this before. The feeling overwhelmed me and...." He sighs. "I don't know...really. I'm just being stupid." He looks down. I put my hand under his chin and make him look at me. "I like you too." I say, simply. But he smiled brightly at those four little words. He hugged me to his chest and kissed my forehead. I smiled into his blazer, my face going red. "I'm so glad to hear those words!" He smiles, looking down at me. "I can see that." I look up at his face, teasing him. He looks away and blushes, that never happens. "And...." He looks at my face, waiting for me to continue. "..apology accepted."