Chapter 1

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"Guys! I lost my virginity!"

"Wait really!"

"God finally!"

"So who did you sleep with?"

You heard the annoying voices of your classmates sounding in the distance and tried your best to ignore what they were going to say after the interrogation.

"That makes you the only virgin Y/N," Dohyun snickered sinisterly, as he towered over you. But you kept on drawing aimless doodles at the last pages of your notebook, eye lowered in what looked like boredom, but you were actually just scared of having to face him.

Dohyun's eyebrow ticked in annoyance and he slammed your notebook shut, and you looked up at him startled, your pen rolling away and falling off your desk. You slowly bent down to pick it up, but Dohyun just kicked it further away from you. You balled your hand into a fist in frustration.

"What? Ashamed of being the only one who hasn't done it? So much that you won't even look at me in the eye?"

You sat back properly on your chair and looked Dohyun in the eye with confidence. "Piss off, my priorities are sorted unlike yours."

The tall boy's eyes darkened even further. He bent down and slapped your lips with three of his fingers. "If you don't watch your mouth, I won't either."

That got you to shut up.

"Y/N! Come downstairs we have to go together!"

"I'm coming!"

A family had moved into the house opposite yours. Your mom had told you that a week before, jumping up and down the living room. Because your new neighbour was apparently your mother's old school friend and they had been best of friends years ago. Today was the day they were moving in and your mom had gone out of her way and baked a cake to welcome her friend and her family. And she had asked you to come along to give it to them.

It was a scorching hot summer but you still put on a pair of jeans and a full sleeved shirt and ran downstairs to go with your mom.

"Wear a dress for once," she sighed looking at you.

"Doesn't matter, let's just go." You staring pushing her out of your house, and both of you crossed the street to reach the house opposite. You mom rang the doorbell, and you wished that this would get over quick since you could already feel sweat on the surface of your back.

The door opened to reveal a beautiful women. She was short and had a childish face, her hair pinned up perfectly in a neat bun. She threw her hands up and so did your mom – your eyes followed the tray of cake that flew from your mother's arms and landed on your neighbour's garden.

"Mom the cake –"

But the two old friends were happily hugging each other, doing the starfish dance while they were hugging and pouring about tears of joys and 'I missed you's.

You didn't know if to interrupt them so you awkwardly stood there, thinking of the cake that was now surely destroyed. It was a while before the two ladies acknowledged you.

"Oh, you must Y/N," the lady said to you.

"Pleasure to meet you," you greeted.

"WOW YOU LOOK LIKE YOUR MOTHER!" the women enveloped you in a big old bear hug and you just wish she didn't smell all the sweat that reeked off of you.

"You can call me Mrs. Park," the lady said after she let go of you, "come in! Let's have some cake!"

"I made some!" your mom looked around confused, "where did it go? Did I not bring it?'

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