Secret Byuntae, Secret love

-04- Plan

-His point of view-

Look at her she is trying to avoid me, she is trying to out-walk me till we reach class, but im still right behind her. Every time i catch up to her she tries to walk faster. Isnt that cute? She keeps on covering her face with her hair then crossing her arms. I know what im gonna do to this Ms. Byuntae.

Please dont do anything and walk slower please.

I have a plan. A semi-perverted plan, full proof semi-perverted plan. But with this one i need my hyungs and dongsaengs help. Ha. You better prepare Yoon Byuntae. I grinned at myself

Do something perverted im gonna kick your ass off, you stupid looking byuntae!!
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Seriously, Baekhyun do something stupid, your dead. Trying not to look nervous here. "Dont call me babe or baby or other sweet things that girl-friends' and boy-friends' call each other," before reaching class thought i should tell him some ground rules or whatever i told him. "So. . . ," Paused for a second, "when i called you babe and baby that means your my girlfriend?"

"The heck. No!"

"Ahhh," he nodded and i thought he gets it already. "Okay that means your not my girlfriend except im your boyfriend."

"What?!?!! stop it with these non-sense. I never called you babe. So your not my boyfriend nor im not your girlfriend," we are outside the class now. His smile didnt change, but for some odd reason i can sense that his smile has some feelings of sadness.

But we will be together once i tell you that...

"I hope we settled things straight already. arasseo?" He reached out for the door knob, but i held his wrist to stop him. "Ummm. Im sorry for the punch earlier and forget about today," guilt now is 100% clear. "Dont worry, its ok. But there is something more coming in your way," another naughty, perverted smile appeared on his face again. "What do you mean??!?" He opened the door and entered the class. Come back here you bitch tell me what does that mean!!! 100% worried now.

//to clear things out when the font is like this that is just the other person's p.o.v||Bree||\\