School. The one word I was suddenly beginning to dread. Do you know what school is? It's defined as an educational institution or a building where young people receive and education. From all the commotion that's been going on the past couple of days I would hardly call this prison I'm in, School, let alone this cell I'm trapped in a classroom.
“What are you trying to say!?” a girl suddenly yelled as she got up from her desk.
“You heard me.” the other girl said, as she too got up from her seat.
The classroom became silent as we all fixed out attention on the two, anticipating their next moves.
“You think Jaejoong would choose a girl like you over me!?”
“I was simply stating that you aren't, what's the word,” she continued as she tapped her finger against her chin, “pretty enough to satisfy his interests.”
“And what!? You ARE?!” the first girl asked angrily, her fists now clenched.
“Yes, exactly,” the other girl replied with a flip of her hair.
“Why you stupid little-”
And this is the part where I tune them out. It would have to be the third or fourth time that an argument broke out because of them, the five member boy band from Korea, Dong Bang Shin Ki. Although, they were better known as Tohoshinki by their fans here in Japan. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely loved them just as much as the next girl but all the talk and petty arguments were making me sick. I mean, you get it right?
“Why do they even bother,” I mumbled as I looked out the window.
Suddenly, I felt a soft vibration against my leg, coming from inside of my bag. I grabbed it and began digging through to find my cellphone. Once I had it in hand I opened it to find that I had a new text message.
Call me as soon as you get out of school! -Hanako ^^
I sighed and pressed the green button on my phone. Okimoto Hanako. She's my manager, though she's acts more like a kid then most 35 years olds but you get used to it.
“Excuse me for a second,” I heard a voice whisper softly. “Moshi Moshi?”
“You texted me?” I answered.
“Ah! Yuuki-chan! Yes, yes I did.” she replied cheerfully. “Wait, shouldn't you be in class?”
“We have study hall now. The teacher isn't here.”
“Well, maybe you should call me back once your classes are over. I don't want you to get in any trouble because-”
“Really, it's fine. I mean if girls can get away with fighting in class, I'm sure I can get away with talking on my cell phone.”
“Girls? Fighting? What for?! Are you alright?”
I rolled my eyes as I heard the sudden worry in her voice. Sometimes, she could really pass for a mother, which made me wonder why she never had any children of her own yet.
“It's not important, trust me. And no, I'm not stupid enough to get mixed up with that.” I replied confidently, hoping to calm her.
“That's my girl,”
“Now what's so important that you couldn't wait for me to check in later tonight to tell me?”
I heard an unfamiliar voice on the other end, talking to Hanako-san if I were to guess correctly. She laughed before turning her attention back to me. “What was that?”
“Hey! You wanted to talk to me remember!” I complained as I adverted my gaze back to unchanged scenery outside.
“Oh right! Yuuki-chan! Well, I have someone I want you to meet.”
“Uh-huh...”
“Actually make that quite a few people.”
“Okay...”
“Today...after school.”
“Yeah okay....wait what!?” I yelled into the receiver.
Suddenly, several pairs of eyes were on me causing me to slowly sink into my chair.
“It's Friday. That means I have no club meetings after school! Meaning I have the day off and can go home.” I whispered harshly.
“Yes, I know. I know. But believe me, these are important people.”
“The last time you said that I ended up meeting some wicked old guy.”
“That wicked old guy was a very talented song writer and producer mind you!”
“Whatever.” I replied.
“I’m sending someone to pick you up when you're done with classes, just so you don't try to sneak off.”
“SNEAK OFF? I don't need someone to-”
“Could one of you do me a big favor?” Hanako-san asked hastily to whoever was in the room with her, cutting me off completely. I could see her now, batting her eyelashes at them or playing the innocent looking card. “I need someone to pick up Yuuki-chan when her classes are done. Do you think one of you could possibly...”
I heard a pleasant laugh from the other end and a voice that replied,
“Sure, I'll do it.”
Dammit, I thought to myself.
As if answering my prayers the warning bell for the last period of the day rang, meaning my teacher would be back an second now.
“Well, what do you know? Warning bell. Got to go!”
“What time does your classes finish?” she asked suddenly.
Crap.
“Oh, I don't know. 5:00? I have cleaning duties today so 5:00 at the earliest.”
“Okay, someone will be by to pick you up then.”
“Hai, Ja matta.” I closed my phone shut and smirked. Little did she know I was free as a bird.
The rest of the day went by as normal. There were no more arguments yet whispers still filled the air as our sensei instructed our last lesson of the day. I payed little attention, concentrating on leaving as soon as that bell rang. When it finally did I was one of the first out of the door. I made my way downstairs and through the front gates, sighing in relief when no one came up to me. I looked for my iPod in my bag and smiled triumphantly once it was in hand and I placed the headphones perfectly in my ears.
“What to listen to,” I mumbled to myself softly.
As indecisive as I am, I scrolled down to shuffle and selected it. I watched as the screen lit up, the title Lovin' You - Tohoshinki, bright before my eyes.
'Perfect,' I thought to myself happily as I continued on my way.
Being in my own world, I had failed to notice the black car that was parked near the school gates or the strange man that was leaning against the drivers door until I got close enough to hear and see him get off his phone. I felt as though he was watching me carefully through his dark sunglasses. I thought it was weird for someone to be wearing a beanie, jacket and sunglasses at this time of day, but then again I suppose everyone really is different. Choosing to ignore him, I concentrated on my iPod once more before I felt something grab a hold of my arm.
Alarmed, I turned to figure out what was going on and saw that it was the man leaning against the car just moments ago. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out as he clamped his hand over my mouth.
“Don't scream,” he whispered quietly. “Really, don't draw any unnecessary attention. I'm begging you.”
Obviously this man didn't get it. You don't go up behind a girl and grab her, expecting her to just be quiet and do nothing as you plan to do god knows what to her. I formed a better grip on my bag before swinging it and hitting my abductor square in the face, knocking off his sunglasses and messing up his beanie. Carefully, I took a few steps back as he rubbed the side of his face and swore. When his cool brown eyes glared at me I felt my breath stop. My eyes widened as I got a good look at the beautiful face before me.
"Wh-what is this?!" I exclaimed, now yelling. "I mean you're...you're Yu-"
“Aish! Will you just be quiet!?” he asked harshly.
I jumped at the sound of his voice. My legs wanted to run away, my conscious telling me it was a good idea, but my fangirlyness wouldn't let me. I could do nothing but stare and listen to his requests. I watched as he quickly fixed his beanie before grabbing and slipping his sunglasses back on.
“Now, where were we?” he asked as a hand rubbed at his temples. “Right, so get in the car.”
“E-excuse me?” I replied, unsure of what I should do.
“I'm the one that's supposed to come get you. Your manager sent me here to pick you up.”
Blinking I tried to make sense of my current situation. What would my manager being doing talking to someone like HIM in the first place?! “If-that's true...you weren't supposed to get me till 5:00.”
He laughed and I recognized that it was the same one that I heard earlier while on the phone with Hanako-san.
“I was in your situation once you know. I know all about skipping out on training and stuff. Plus, your manager knew better. She sent me here as soon as you two got off the phone, just in case.”
I frowned at him. This caused him to laugh even more, leaving behind a smile.
“So, are you getting in the car or do I have to risk my life to force you in?” he asked as he bent down to pick up my iPod, which had slipped out of my grip during our brief “encounter”.
I immediately opened my mouth to protest but was cut off by him once again. He held my iPod tightly in his hands.
“I will try and do whatever it takes. Don't tempt me. Plus, you don't look like you weight a lot either.”
Seeing that one of my most prized, not to mention pretty much my life was at risk, I gave him no answer. He escorted me to the passengers side where he opened the door for me. Reluctantly, I got in, watching as he closed the door behind me before jogging back over to the drivers side. Once he was settled in, he tossed his sunglasses and beanie on the dashboard before facing me.
“Now that we're safe from being seen, let's try that again. I'm Jung Yunho, though people know me as U-Know Yunho.” he said extending his hand towards me. “From your expression earlier it already seemed like you knew that.”
Shyly, I reached my hand out to take his. It was warm for being out in the slightly chilled weather for who knows how long. I noticed that his hand was rather large as well, for when his hand grasped mine you could hardly make out mine.
Moments seemed to pass before he laughed and looked the other way. I looked up at him before suddenly yanking my hand away. I blushed furiously. Here I was with one of my idols and already I was making a fool out of myself.
“Sorry...” I whispered softly as the heat still rose to my cheeks. “My name is....Hayashi Yuuki.”
“hmm...” My iPod suddenly appeared in his hands again. “I like your taste in music Hayashi-san.”
He handed my iPod back to me with a bright screen that reviled a list of practically every Tohoshinki song ever recorded. Japanese, Korean, Chinese, and English. I could feel my heart begin to race as soon as the screen went dark and a soft laugh that I was now getting used to, filled my ears.
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