hyunjinmyking
I swear Hyunjin was put on this Earth just to ruin my life...
Every time I walked into our lecture hall, he was already there with a perfect smile, and the audacity to sit in my unassigned assigned seat like he owned the place. His notebook always open with perfectly neat handwriting, prepared to take over my role as the top student.
Meanwhile, I'm barely able to surpass him..
"You're late," he whispered one morning, sliding his pen between his fingers like he was bored. "Again."
I clenched my jaw. "And you're still insufferable. Again."
He grinned, sharp and taunting. Hyunjin had this way of looking at me like he knew every button to push-and enjoyed pressing each one. Maybe that's what made him so threatening. Not the fact that he was now the top of the class, or that professors adored him. It was that he saw me. He saw the cracks in my armor, the exhaustion in my eyes, and he never missed a chance to twist the knife.
But the thing about knifes? They cut both ways..