"Why did you cut your
hair?"
Kris lifted his head hearing that
certain voice he was familiar with and his eyes was immediately greeted with a
rather pissed Yoona. He raised his right eyebrow, questioning on why his best
friend looked so...mad?
"It's just a haircut, Yoona.
No big deal."
Yeah, right. I'm sick of hearing
those comments from your fan girl about your new haircut.
Yoona contemplated for few
seconds. Well, it wasn't his fault anyway. He just got that look which could
sweep those girls off their feet. What a head turner best friend I have, she
sighed mentally.
"I don't like it," her
voice was stern. She had her both arms crossed in front of her chest and her
eyes narrowed in displease.
This must be serious, Kris
thought. He got up from his seat and stepped closer toward her. She flinched a
bit but she wasn't wavering.
"And why, pray tell, you
don't like it? It's new and it's fresh, I look exceptionally cool anyway."
Exactly my point, Yoona groaned
inwardly. Today was Monday. She got a bad mood already and it was getting worse
when her classmates decided to annoy the hell out of her by asking questions
about Kris. They never really paid attention before, so why now? It was when
Kris passed her class and waved at her and she had to keep herself together
before she started gaping like a fish. What happened to his hair? And the
moment when he winked at her, it was like the air was just being knocked out of
her.
"Wait, Yoona," Kris
narrowed his eyes in suspicion and Yoona caught a glimpse of mischief in his
eyes as he smirked cockily. "Don't tell me...my baby is jealous?"
Damn. Yoona needed to compose
herself. Why did he have to be so sharp right now?!
"No, I'm not jealous."
She was firm, but Yoona wondered if she was convincing Kris or herself. "And
I'm not your baby," she added.
Kris snorted. "Form the look
of it, you are jealous."
"Why should I be?"
"Because I look cool?"
He chuckled. "I know many girls had been gossiping me since this morning
and I swear I could see Jessica drooling over me when we met in the hallway.
But don't worry, Yoona, I don't respond to any of those."
"So, are you jealous or are
you jealous?" he asked when Yoona stood still.
Yoona broke their eye contact and
fiddled with the hem of her skirt. She had her long hair covering half of her
face and Kris had to suppress the urge to slide it behind her ears.
But the 18 year old girl's eyes
suddenly shot up when she felt a warm hand hold his wrist in place. She almost
screamed when Kris suddenly pulled her and together they ran through the
corridors to the cafeteria where most of the students gathered. She whimpered
at how everyone set their eyes on her. Kris gave her hand a gentle squeeze and
Yoona looked at him.
He was smiling. Not the usual
cocky smile of his but that rare gentle, sincere smile. A deep flush crept into
her face and he chuckled lightly. She was so cute. Kris raised his hands and
held her face softly, looking straight into her doe-like brown eyes. Yoona felt
her world suddenly disappeared and he was all she could see.
"Let's give them a lesson,
shall we?"
Everything seemed so right when he
finally brushed her lips with his and held her neck firmly. Gasps could be
heard from every corner but the pair couldn't care less. Yoona kissed him back
and gently circled her arms around his neck. Both of them were drowned into
ecstasy, one with fireworks and rainbows and colorful cotton candies. It was
beautiful.
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