Her Delinquent Boyfriend

Summer break, one of the most awaited times by the high school youngsters. Even so, all had their own reasons.

The minority will choose to be lazy and will enjoy their holidays to the fullest, resting or playing here and there while the majority, whereas it was by pressure or by the motivation to fulfil their more desired dreams, will gladly past their time in summer academies or diligently study with a tutor or by themselves at home.

Hence, as we follow the latter example, a young girl of fair skin and big dark eyes was looking at an opened English textbook with an unfocused gaze. She had tried her best to study by herself in her room but it had passed an hour and she hadn't flipped a page, and that wasn't surprising as her pretty eyes with long eyelashes hadn't read a single word since she had opened the book.

She couldn't concentrate and lately, it was happening rather frequently. It couldn't be helped though; she had got many things to think about.

'What would have happened if I hadn't met him?

Would have my high school life gone more smoothly?

Would have my eyes not cried out so many tears?

Would have my heart been at easy and not being drowned by doubts?

How many troubles could I have avoided?' Those were the questions that had been hovering in her mind for the past hour and no answer had been given to any of them. But being left without a response was unimportant as it was a thing that had become usual and it wasn't a surprise either.

"Haah, " she sighed.

Whenever she will begin to reply to her questions and make herself enter into reason, she will always end up remembering a pair of deep and bottomless dark eyes along with a pair of charming thin lips smiling at her.

*Thud* She let her forehead hit the book with her eyes closed.

'His haughty eyes and devil like smile... were they always like that?' At length, she thought of something she didn't usually think about.

"Ughh..." She turned her head around without raising her head to look outside the big window that was beside her bed as she untied her bun with one of her hands, letting the long strands of her silky dark hair fell all over her desk.

Her head felt much better now but she still rubbed her temples as she looked at the sunny sky with remembrance, "Again, how did all begin?"

Four months earlier.

"Mom, I'm going, " a beautiful young girl called out as she stood up after wearing her shoes near the door entrance of a small department. She picked up a white school bag from a small wooden table placed to her right; she wore it on her back and its colour perfectly matched her jet black high school uniform as the jacket was trimmed with white thread.

She passed her hand between her nape and hair and raised her arm, leaving her waist-length black hair flew to the air before falling on the white bag.

"Myung Hye-Jin, you wait! If you aren't eating breakfast at home, at least, take it to school, " the young girl, called Myung Hye-Jin, heard her mother's angry but caring call when she was about to touch the old knob's door. She stopped her movement and turned around as she palmed her head, "Ahaha, I forgot."

She dragged her feet four feet back while avoiding facing the stare of the pretty woman in her late thirties standing with a brown paper bag on her hands on the edge of the unevenness where the shoes were placed; Myung Hye-Jin's mother, Madam Myung, was scary whenever she raised her voice.

"Thanks, " Myung Hye-Jin nodded and reached for the paper bag on her mother's hands but before she could take it, a big hand grabbed it from behind her mother; she blinked her big dark eyes with this unexpected event as she looked at her open-mouthed mother.

*Rustle*

"Hooh, I knew it. You won't eat this; let′s change it for some fruit."

A playful and lively manly voice rang within the rummage of the paper bag, making Myung Hye-Jin raise her brows while her mother turned her face back, "MYUNG. JI-HUN. What are you doing?"

"Mother, don't fret. Your son is only putting something that Hye-Jin will surely eat, isn't it, little sister?" Myung Ji-Hun answered as he replaced a little lunch box with two peeled oranges, turning around when he made his question.

By now, Myung Hye-Jin had poked her head out from behind her mother but she didn't reply; she was looking at her handsome brother who was wearing cherry pants and a dark silver school uniform jacket, "You... why aren't you at school?" She blinked in confusion.

"Geez, you too, " his mouth pumped as he passed his long fingers through his three inches long, soft black hair.

"You too, you too, the only one who doesn't seem to know that you must be at school is you!" Madam Myung who was containing her anger finally exploded.

"Tsk, no one seems to appreciate my visit, what should I do?" He spread his arms out while walking to his little sister, "I especially selected your breakfast, " he added as he shook the paper bag at the level of her sight.

"Ah, it's not..." she looked up to her eldest brother and began to explain but she couldn't finish.

*Whoosh*

"Enough. Hye-Jin, you are going to be late, here." Madam Myung had taken the paper bag and pushed it to her daughter's bosom.

"Right!" Myung Hye-Jin held her breakfast and rushed to the door.

*Creak* She opened the door and before going out, she turned back and said with a wide smile, "It was good to see you, eldest brother; come home more frequently, " and she hurried out.

*Slam*

Madam Myung stared at the slammed door for a moment with perplexed eyes.

At length, she sighed, "That girl... if she weren't so good and well behaved at school, I would have thought that she is just like you, " she rubbed her temples and she glared at her eldest son through the corner of her eyes before closing them and adding with her hand pointed out to the interior of the department, "Now, hurry up and finish your breakfast."

"Haha, that way is the living room, mother, " Myung Ji-Hun couldn't help but say as he raised his hands with his palms out before his chest.

Madam Myung's frown increased and her stretched hand began to tremble, "You brat, you know what I meant. Now, go!"

"Yes, yes, madam, " He answered seriously before rushing to the kitchen.

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Meanwhile, Myung Hye-Jin was already walking down the stairs of the three-floor department building with a broad smile; she felt that nothing could ruin this day. She had seen her dear eldest brother who was supposed to be in a boarding school.

"Huh?" she stopped just as she had walked down the last step and made a thinking gesture, 'Is he in some sort of problem? He didn't go out of the boarding school even once the past year, at least not outside the permitted days and today isn't one.' She looked up.

She turned back and shrugged, 'If he has one, he will be able to solve them. Eldest brother isn't me, after all.' With that thought, she tilted her head to a side with a helpless smile, "Haa... Alright, don't let your mood down, Hye-Jin, " she said with fighting spirit before walking through the narrow streets of her neighbourhood as she ate a peeled orange; it was in its ripe point.

Soon, she came upon a main street and continued walking for half an hour; she didn't like to use any kind of public transport.

Maeun High School

"Good morning, Instructor Park." She gave her salute to the professor in charge of watching the school's door entrance. Instructor Park was a tall and broad-built man in his forties; his short hair was still dark, just as the black sports suit he was wearing.

Hearing the cordial salute, he stopped waving a long ruler and the reprimand he was giving to two youngsters. He turned around and said when he saw who it was, "Hmph, student Myung, you have been arriving less early with every day that passes."

"Ah, that... I have preferred to study at home in the mornings."

"Hmm... if it is that, then, it is all right. Your grades can't drop, remember."

"Yes, " She bowed in response; she knew it, she had to keep her full scholarship.

Instructor Park nodded, saying, "Go now, the first class is about to start."

She only nodded before rushing to her classroom.

"..." Instructor Park watched her go for a second and then, turned around to continue his nagging but the two youngsters had already run away, "Those two... You! Wait there!" even so, after grumbling a little, he changed targets.