UNDERNEATH THE HAN RIVER BRIDGE
"I don't F*CK around with Virgins", he whispered into your ear. "but I'll get down on my knees and savour that untouched p*ssy like a motherf*cker !"
" I never claimed to be a virgin ", you whispered "merely lacking some experience! "
That was your last conversation with Namjoon as you dashed out of 8th grade class...
The school's bad girl and bad boy are at odds. RM and You.
You were his best friend till eighth grade. Then, everything changed, you stopped being friends but remained neighbours. By some sick game of nature, you ended up attending the same high school with him.
And luck would have it, the same college.
And you're still enemies with Kim Namjoon.
He's now a quarterback for the Crocodiles, the school team. And not that it's not nauseating enough that he's famous among the boys...but the girls fall all over him as well.
Oh you were doing great yourself,... If you do say so yourself. You'd earned a gold in the CSSC : College Students Swimming Championship. Fair enough to say that you were the most famous female student presently. And your archenemy was Kim Namjoon.
Basically, there are 2 factions of people in the college, His followers and yours.
Even some teachers secretly have their own favourites.
Namjoon rolled his eyes as he passed by you in the hallway. You wore blue denim shorts, white T-shirt and pink ankle boots. You whistled lowly and checked RM out.
He was in a black and white turtleneck paired with black oversized T-shirt, white jeans with the signature red vans and a leather bag bag loosely hanging on his shoulder.
He halts and you roll your eyes, of course it's wouldn't be a normal morning if he'd just passed by.
"YAH... Rapmonster, is that even a nickname? ", you laughed out.
Back in 7th grade, he'd call himself The rapmonster because he wanted to be a rapper.
His eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at you. He smiled humorlessly while biting the inside of his cheek. Clearly, he was contemplating his next move. He finally spoke in that velvety voice of his.
"ha! Wait a minute.... Aren't you the girl who peed on herself back in 5th grade?...i mean Back then and now, there's really no difference"
You expression darkened while he grinned widely, exposing those darned dimples.
A few students gathered around as you pulled a stick of gum and pooped it into your mouth.
You took one menacing step towards him and....
The bell rang just then. Everyone groaned as they dispersed unhappily.
"No show for you, hungry fightmongers! ", you mumbled under your breath as you walked away as well.
You took a seat by the left windows and awaited the lesson like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
The teacher stepped into the classroom and immediately began the lesson. Thank God for the gum, without it, you would have drifted off to sleep.
The lesson was so boring. Gosh!
Finally... The being rang for the second time indicating the end of the class. You picked your bag and sighed when you heard a voice.
"hey loser! ", turning around, you saw her face caked in makeup. It was the "Queen" herself. RM's girlfriend or ex-girlfriend, everything was just confusing, one moment they're over, the next they're back together.
She gave you a look that screamed murder but you refused to back down as you glared at her.
Just then Namjoon glanced at you both as he made his way out.
You left the scene afterwards and stopped in your tracks when you heard his voice. Namjoon hated how you'd drifted apart over the years and although he couldn't remember how exactly it happened, he wanted to fix it.
"you... "
You turned around and raised an eyebrow
"super dimwit? ", you asked.
He blinked at you while you smirked.
"cat got your tongue? ", you asked nonchalantly.
OK maybe you were being a little too harshly but you couldn't help yourself.
Namjoon frowned.
"I see you got your sharp tongue restored", he whispered as he walked out on you.
Uttey, confused, you watched him go. You heaved a sigh and headed for swimming lessons.
Namjoon always hated this class.
You arrived to find Namjoon's arm in that of his girlfriend's ...or ex... Whatever...
You rolled your eyes as he stared at you. Namjoon hid his smile. You looked rather cocky but still beautiful. The School's swim wear was blue but you had a way of making it look more lavish than plain. Basically, you would pass as a runway model with the way you look at the moment.
You smiled cockily... Afterall, this was your Arena.
Your eyes roamed his body in a glance and you smirked as an idea popped inside your head.
He rolled his eyes and met your stare. It didn't take long for the two hour class to end.
Finally!
Namjoon made a turn to exit the pool area but you quickly blocked his path.
"Kim Namjoon.... I challenge you-..."
He side stepped you and began to walk out again.
"if only the mighty RM had a tiny spore of Valor in his DNA ", you whisper yelled
He turned around for a second and then headed back on his way.
"told y'all he's a sore loser, guy doesn't even know what the challenge is and still refuses", someone shouted.
"b.e.c.a.u.s.e he's a coward"
You were taunting him and it may have worked as he stopped in his tracks.
He turned sharply and did the most stupidest thing.
"I accept your challenge ", he blurted out.
RM would so regret this later.... You smirked.
His eyes widened as he realized he didn't think twice before speaking.
He kept his cool but you could see right through it.
"meet me after class, I'll tell you about the challenge then"
Turning around, you walked out.
Namjoon rushed to the washroom, splashing water onto his face didn't help as he found himself surprised that you'd outwitted him. He looked in the mirror as he desperately pulled his hair.
It didn't help that he was actually curious about the so-called challenge.
The last period lasted shorter than Namjoon imagined or maybe his mind was filled with stupid thoughts of the challenge.
Everyone jumped happily when the bell rang, after all the weekend was only about to begin.
After packing his books into the locker, RM left thinking how delightful it would be to see your reaction when you found out.
Afterall, your sassy-smart ass might as well kiss his ass.
The house was empty but the fridge wasn't. There was a sticky note stuck on it.
Great, mom was working the late shift... Again.
He shrugged and began to boil some water for noodles.
3 minutes later, he was smiling with a bowl of spicy noodles on hand and chopsticks gripped in between his jaws.
The door bell however rang just as his butt hit the sofa and groaned in annoyance.
Seconds later, his eyes wide and nose flaring, he welcomed his unwelcome guest, the neighbour of the century.
You strolled past him and headed for the sofa.
Great, she invited herself in, RM thought as he rolled his eyes.
He whispered something sarcastic under his breath but you let it slide.
You grabbed the bowl of hot noodles and you saw him stomp after you. Pulling the chopsticks from between his teeth and dug in.
"yah, yah...have you conveniently lost your marbles? We're not friends remember? ", he asked as he grabbed his bowl from your hands.
He pulled the chopsticks as well while you snickered at him.
"well I'm here to tell you the details of the challenge "
He rolled his eyes as he whispered, "go on"
"well everyone at school knows that you've accepted a swimming competition with me"
"w.h.a.t. t.h.e h.e.l.l?
"venue is the Han river, time: 8 , no show automatically losses"
He blinked at you in confusion.
"and also, it's just us two, they just need video evidence "
Finally he stuffed some noodles into his mouth.
"if you're done talking...leave"
He said so calmly and you were none the less surprised.
"8, make sure you're there"
"just get out", he spat out rudely
RM froze in his spot as your tongue dashed out to lick the side of his cheek.
He was still frozen solid when you turned around and left.
7 : 51
Namjoon paced around his room feeling utterly indecisive.
He doesn't like losing, especially to you...
8 : 05
RM made his way to the Han river I'm a white T-shirt paired with grey jeans and the signature red Vans.
He pulled was pulled back with a red and white striped bandana.
If this would end this foolish rivalry, then he was up for it.
He stopped in his tracks when he spotted you looking beautiful as always in red shirt, white jean shorts and black strapped leather sandals.
The look was completed with a leather jacket neatly folded on your arms.
His eyes met yours and you smiled.
You stride over a d wrapped your arm around his neck.
His lips parted in opposition but you quickly clicked a photo.
"evidence, now smile"
He smiled awkwardly as you clicked a second photo.
Gosh his dimples were so hot.
You grabbed his hand and led him down the bridge,smiling widely as you found a perfect spot underneath the bridge.
It was aittle dark and awfully secluded.
Setting your phone above on the meshlike metallic rails you smiled as the place lit a little from your phone's flashlight.
Back facing him, you licked your lips and pulled down your shorts. The shirt soon followed.
His eyes widened as he bit his bottom lip. The wave hit him hard.
You didn't wear a bra. Darn it.
He swore as you arched your ass up. RM's resistance shattered in that second as he eagerly pulled down his jeans, his member springing like a hunger cheetah.
To be honest, you had hoped this wouldn't backfire because you'd totally not be able to look him in the eyes ever again and you were surprised to actually have this effect on him.
His hands found the crook of your waist as yours found the metal rails.
Without thinking, he forcefully pushed into you. You screamed as pain engulfed you.
You gritted you teeth as he started a slow pace.
"F*ck", he swore as he whispered "you're so w-wet ...so t-tight... s-so... "
MONDAY
RM was in for a surprise... A really big one.
As he walked the hallways, he felt the stares of the students.
Some sympathetic, others accusing.
What was he missing?, he wondered.
Where is that troublemaker?, had he succeeded in silencing you?
It seems you had not come to school. You were still probably sore.
RM hid his smile. Just as he was about to have the victory dance... He saw you in pink jeans, turquoise blouse with a merman printed in the middle and brown wedge heels.
Your hair was tied in a loose ponytail and you had a small crimson purse.
RM approached in white jeans, yellow and blue Polo T-shirt and the classic brown Timberlands. His bag was as usual on his shoulders.
Everyone was whispering or murmuring and he frowned in confusion. No one was cheering or calling his name.
You passed by him and barely hid your smile. RM ignored everyone and walked into the class.
Just then, someone tapped his shoulders, and he turned to find a phone shoved in his face.
It was Lyon, captain of the class.
Namjoon took the phone and inspected the video already playing on the screen.
He frowned afterwards : it was two people seriously banging.
Why would Lyon give him porn to watch in class?, he wondered. But the video's view auto-rotated and his face came perfectly into view.
Not just his face, but... But yours as well.
His lips parted in shock. He just couldn't believe you video taped everything.
Watching in horror and somewhat satisfaction as he watched himself pound into you from the back.
Your ass juggled and you moaned loudly while he pulled your perky nipples.
He continued pounding faster into you as your nails gripped his left asscheek.
His pace rose a notch as he rammed faster into you with a second's pause.
You moaned while he grunted in pleasure, enjoying every single thrust.
He jerked and pounded into you one last time as you smiled and then licked your lips.
The eight minute video finally ended and his jaw was slack from shock.
He couldn't believe you'd sent this to the whole school. Ugh, that idiot.
The bell rang and he dragged his feet to his seat. His eyes met yours and you smirked.
RM fainted....
A/N
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