#8
Her Cold Heart.“DAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
No.
“YAH DARA-YAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Go away.
“YAH YAH YAH IM CALLING YOU!”
Walking as fast as she could, Dara thought of ways to kill Bommie later.
Yes she made dara call her that. So much for you can call me whatever you like, dara scoffed.
But before dara could even take a step up the stairs, she got pulled into a bear hug.
Oh how she wished she had a grenade right now.
“YAH Why didn’t you stop when I called you?!”
I didn’t want to talk to you.
“Yah why are you ignoring me?!”
I don’t want to talk to you.
“SANDARA PA-“
“MISS PARK BOM. IN THE PRINCIPAL OFFICE. NOW.”
Thank you God. Or Mei.
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Meanwhile in a certain classroom, luhan and xiumin was having free period. Not wanting their conversation to be eavesdropped by the number of eyes that are oogling at them, xiumin decided to text luhan.
Xiumin: Spill it.
Luhan: What?
Xiumin: Who is it?
Luhan: Who what?
Xiumin: That human being you’re thinking about.
*no reply*
Xiumin: Don’t make me find out myself Lu Han.
*no reply*
Xiumin looked over at his now-frowning best friend again. Smirking at luhan's facial expressions;
Xiumin: Fine im leaving the class to find-
Luhan: Wait.
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