chapter 11

Yoongi." I'm sorry." He says as he glances at me and then quickly looks away. He scratches the back of his neck, gulping while his cheeks grew red, contrasting with his pale skin." D- dont worry about... it." I say, not really sure about what should I say in a situation like this." Forgive us, miss." The manager apologises again, but this time, pleading with his hands. I nod, still looking at Yoongi. His black hair are all wet, probably because of his own sweat.  His face looked oily and dripping especially on the nose, forehead and chin.Yoongi then quickly puts back his mascot head on and that's when I realised Yuri was back.Doesn't he want Yuri to know that he's the mascot...?" They are out of soap, can you believe it?" She rolls her eyes. " Let's get out of here."" Y- yeah.." I say and turn to the manager." Please don't fire him."The manager looked surprised and confused the same time, aa well as Yuri but she didn't asked me about it. We head towards the exit and began walking home like nothing happened, besides Yuri was still looking out for me." Why are you so nice to them?" She asks. " You would've burnt yourself."" But I didn't, so it's okay."I... I didn't knew that Yoongi had a job. Is that why he's not going to the night school? Is that where he goes on the weeki? Is that why he never comes to arcade with his friends?I can't believe this. All this time I thought that he's not going to prep school because he's just not interested in studying. But... Look at it now!How can I be so judgemental? I was feeling guilty over judging Yoongi as a carefree brat who just concerns only about his basketball practice." You look like you have so much in your mind." Yuri says, making me blink twice and go back to reality." It's nothing much really." I say, dropping the topic.It's just Yoongi I'm thinking about...•••"Time's up!" The teacher announces as I write the last word on my test paper. Huh! Pretty perfect timing,right? But this is the first time I don't feel very confident with my answers. Getting home at midnight last night didn't help, and me being sleep deprived and on the verge of getting into a slumber while writing the exam was not a good sign.I passed the test paper to the person infront of me, together with others' behind me. As I look back, I see Yoongi carelessly sitting on his seat. Just like he's bored to death and can't wait to get out of this room." How did it go?" Yuri asks me, making me look at her. " I'm going to sleep when I get home."" I did okay." I admit sighing as I close my eyes. I'm just hoping that I can atleast get 95% of it to be right and I'll be happy. Usually , I aim for 98-100%, but this time, I guess getting a 95% would be a challenge  itself." Okay?" She asks gasping." What do you mean?"" I don't know. I feel like it didn't go well even when I gave my best into it."" If you think that you did your best, then that's enough.""Hah!" I laughed pathetically at myself." I wish my parents would say the same..."" Alright class! Thankyou for your papers. " The teacher speaks, dragging every attention in the room toward her. " For the people who are giving entrance exams tomorrow, all the very best. Fighting!!! You're all dismissed."Everyone takes their stuff from the front of the room and leaves right away. I could see how excited they are to go home, just like me.I bend downwards to take my small body bag and the reviewer I made from last night. As I stand back up, I see Yoongi standing right beside me." Can we talk?" He asks not able to make an eye contact with me. Is he shy or something??" Umm...." I say looking back at Yuri who is smirking at me. "Y- yeah, Sure."I take my stuff and follow him outside the classroom, to the corridors. We walk past the hallways until we reached the dead end of a small corner. No one's here except us. Except me, Yoongi and a cold hard wall." Look, last night..." He starts murmuring to himself." It's fine, it's whatever." I say as I shrug. " I forgive you."" I know you do. You should have. You were the one standing there like an idiot."" Excuse me?" I scoffed. " I wasn't the one who splashed coffee in my school uniform."" Practically, coffee was in your hand, so yes."" You seriously brought me here to fight over this?"" Whatever... But my point is..." He looks at me, "please don't tell anyone."" That you have a job as a mascot?" I say with a little sarcasm on my tone." Yes ." He admits." I just don't want people finding out."" Why not? It just means that you are independent and hardworking, atleast in my opinion. That's not something to be embarrassed about..."" Who cares about your opinion? Respect mine cuz it is my life."I stopped responding. He's right, it's his life and I should not meddle with his own business. It's nothing like I'm planning to tell anyone, but did you see the way he speaks to me?? He's asking me to keep his secret. He should atleast be a little nice to me."Look, I'm sorry." He says after realising that he's been rude. " What about tomorrow? I'll buy you anything you like, icecream, waffles, doughnuts, uh..."" Gimbap! ( korean rolls made with various ingredients stuffed in a sea weed. More like a Japanese Sushi.) " I say quickly. " And those cinnamon hot cakes."" Hotteok?" He asks as I nod. " Are you being serious? That's three times cheaper than what I was offering to treat you." He snorts." Who cares? I want to eat street food." I defensively say.I know that he's earning his own money by going to work, but I don't want him to spend that in me...." Deal. I'll meet you here at school at 2 tomorrow."" At two?" I ask.Whoa, wait. I have my entrance exams tomorrow at two o'clock . If he's asking me to go with him at the same time, does that mean that he's not taking the exam...?" Yep." He bluntly says." Are you not taking entrance exams?" I ask." Oh,right." He says inserting both of his hands in the pocket of his trousers. " Maybe some other time then."He turns around, clearly trying to leave the conversation. I clutch my fingers into his shoulders, making him stop. He jerks away from me and turns around." No, I'm not taking it. Alright?" He irritatedly says as he rolls his eyes. " And don't tell me that I should because I'm hella tired of hearing this."" I wasn't going to say that..." I lied." Then - what?"" Meet me here at four tomorrow."•••