Love Triangle Chap4*You Walked into my life* pt.1

You're number thirteen?" Yoona managed as she stared at the muscular boy. As she scrutinised his face, she found he was actually very handsome, with pretty dark brown eyes and good-guy-ish hair. He was extremely manly, no doubt about that. He gave off a radiance of confidence and power, as if to show he was someone powerful, and not to be messed with.

"Yeah. You?" His eyes widened as he tried to suppress his surprise at his partner being Yoona. "You're not number thirteen, are you?" He asked her once more, carefully and cautiously this time. He was just unsure, that things would become so...strange.

"I am! Really!" She said in a boyish tone as she showed him the card, thinking he didn't believe her. "See this card! I'm paired with you! Really I ain't lying!" She was frustrated with her own thoughts that he didn't believe her.

The big eyed boy, Heechul, walked up to Yoona and the muscular boy. "You're paired with her, how fated!" He laughed loudly, as Yoona got more and more frustrated with them. "Enjoy the buddy-ship! Sober up." Heechul was all smiles as he walked away. But not Yoona, not her. She wore a frown on her face. She turned her card with the number "13" on it and read the back.

"Students will be exempted from lessons for this week. You are to spend the week around the school with your new buddy and get to know them, or prepare to suffer for the rest of the year." She read it out loud, carefully as the muscular boy's eyes widened even more. Shock, surprise, he was overwhelmed by it.

I'd have to spend my week with someone I don't even know. The prospect of it was very bleak in his eyes. He didn't really want this. He was Ok Taecyeon, everything would have to go his way.

"Yah." He said suddenly, edging towards Yoona. "Who are you? What's your Arts Major?"

"I'm Im Yoona, aspiring violinist!" Yoona brightened up quickly, at the thought of being a violin major. "You're?"

"Ok Taecyeon, filmography." He sighed, feeling a bore. Of all the arts, they had to put me with a violinist. A naive and boring violinist, at that. How was I going to survive? Taecyeon's handphone was beeping - there was a message from his mom, to hurry home. "We'll do this tomorrow. You can go back." Taecyeon said in a prince-ly manner as he rushed out of the hall, leaving Yoona puzzled and alone.

How on earth was I going to put up with this spoilt jerk?