Chapter 5 Annoying

I pulled him into his living room after expressing my reluctance to attend any more classes that day. I couldn't shake off what Kaelin did in the hallway; it kept nagging at me. I really didn't want the new girl to misunderstand my relationship with Kae. I have to admit, she's really pretty, if you know what I mean. I slammed the door behind us and faced my friend, feeling a surge of emotions. "What was that?" I demanded, anger bubbling up inside me as he flashed an innocent look, making me almost question whether he had done anything wrong.

"You fuckin' pervert," I screamed, unleashing all my frustration. "Is this about what I did in the hallway?"well I acted on an impulse " he replied bluntly, and I felt my annoyance grow. I glared, aware that I was on the edge of losing my cool. "El, don't you think you're overreacting? It's not like this is the first time I've done something like this," he continued, a casual tone in his voice. "Why the hell are you getting so worked up? I was just teasing you, dude," he said as he stared at me". The only time he had behaved this way before was when he tried to kiss me in the auditorium, and I managed to stop him then. Now, with a random newbie around, I could feel the urge to walk up to her and explain, "It's not what you're thinking, girl." The whole situation felt oddly comical. Then I realized Kae was still standing there, and a new wave of irritation swept over me. "Gosh! You are driving me crazy, man!" He replied with that infuriating smirk, the one I had grown to recognize all too well. He retreated to the cellar to grab drinks, asking if I would join him. He winked, reminding me that my tolerance for alcohol was nonexistent. He was really annoying, but right now, I was tempted to have one of those drinks. As he grabbed a bottle, he laughed-a sound I rarely heard from him, given his usually devilish demeanor. His dark hair, shaved on the sides, suited him perfectly. I found it hard to stay annoyed with him for long. He flicked his lighter, and a small flame flickered to life as he lit a cigarette, the familiar swirl of smoke curling into the air. I shot him an incredulous look, one eyebrow raised in disapproval. As someone who prides themselves on a health-conscious lifestyle, the very idea of smoking repulses me. Yet here was Kae, with his rebellious streak and an unshakeable habit, indulging in this vice with reckless abandon. Despite my best efforts to steer him away from the habit, I had set a strict rule: just one smoke a day. But as I watched him push the limits of that agreement yet again, it was all too clear that my words had fallen on deaf ears. He had already positioned the cigarettes between his lips, But just as he was about to take that first drag, he caught sight of me sitting there, watching him, and an internal battle began. With a loud sigh of exasperation, he reluctantly removed the cigarettes and dropped them into the ashtray with a clatter. "Damn it! This is tougher than I expected," he muttered under his breath, frustration lacing his voice. I felt a surge of sympathy and reached out to pat his shoulder lightly in reassurance, hoping to convey my support without saying a word.