SYNOPSIS you loved being the center of attention and sitting at the top of the social hierarchy, so when the school’s drummer didn’t invite you to his party, you made it your mission to get revenge.
kim ryul x reader — regina x rodrick trope, enemies to lovers(?), toxic, yns lowk a bitch, some bullying, kissing, not really humour, smau+writing, all fiction!
→ this is for the anon who sent this, honestly i’m lowk not really proud of this, but oh well! not my best work but i hope you enjoy it? there’s not really any humor honestly😭😭
you reapplied your lip gloss while staring at your reflection in the tiny magnetic mirror hanging on your locker door. you smacked your lips together and wiped the extra product off with your finger.
next to you, taerin was dying of laughter over the posters you hung last week.
“you’re actually evil,” she snorted, shaking her head in amusement.
you grinned proudly. “it’s what he deserves”
before taerin could reply, she suddenly nudged your arm. “someone’s here for you, yn.”
you glanced up through the mirror.
ryul was standing behind you, hands shoved into the pockets of his pants. his expression already looked irritated, which only made your smile widen.
slowly, you clicked the cap back onto your lip gloss and shut your locker.
“hi ryul,” you said sweetly, fluttering your eyelashes at him. “is something wrong?” he didn’t answer right away. his eyes dragged over you slowly before settling back on your face.
“yeah,” he finally said, voice flat. “there is.”
before you could even respond, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you down the hallway, shoving open the door to an empty classroom.
“…what the hell is your problem?” ryul snapped, the classroom door slamming shut behind him. you shoved him back instantly. “don’t touch me.”
“then stop acting insane.”
you laughed loudly, looking him up and down. “oh my god, are you upset? did the little posters hurt your feelings?”
ryul pulled one out of his pocket, crumpled and ripped at the corners.
his jaw clenched. “you think this is funny?”
“you’re actually obsessed with me. is that why you were so mad i didn’t invite you to the party, mm?”
you scoffed. “please. if i was obsessed with you, i would’ve done more. besides who said i was upset? i don’t care about your stupid party.”
“this is exactly why i didn’t invite you. you’re annoying, obnoxious, and insanely self centered.”
that hit harder than you wanted it to. ryul noticed immediately too, which only made the smirk on his face much wider.
“what?” he said mockingly. “did i struck the princess nerve, does being left out hurt your feelings?”you crossed your arms tightly. “trust me, ryul, i’d rather die than spend a saturday watching you play drums with your stupid band.”
“and i’d rather die than have you start a fight because i kissed some girl.”
“you don’t even know her! her names not even becky, just admit you’re jealous because you like me.”
he stared at you for a second before laughing under his breath like you were unbelievable. “you’re a horrible liar.”
“and you’re annoying,” you rolled your eyes.
“why do you care so much?”
you opened your mouth, but nothing came out immediately, which was apparently answer enough for him.
ryul stepped closer, backing you against one of the desks.
“you know,” he said quietly, “you get really mean when you’re jealous.”
your face heated instantly, “i am not jealous.”
“right.” his eyes flicked down to your lips for half a second. “that’s why you spent all week stalking my party pictures.”
“taerin sent them to me.”
“then why do your lips get so pouty when you see me, hm?” he murmured, brushing your hair over your shoulder before grabbing your jaw. his thumb pressed against your bottom lip, tugging it down slightly as he grinned.
you smacked his hand away and shoved him back hard enough to make him stumble half a step.
instead, ryul grabbed your wrist before you could walk past him, yanking you right back against him.
“you’re seriously annoying,” he muttered.
his lips crashed against yours before you could finish speaking. you hated how you could feel the smug grin on his face the entire time. hated the way his hand grabbed your jaw, tilting your head up as he kissed you harder just to get under your skin.
it was smug, like he already knew you were gonna kiss him back and the worst part was you did.
you grabbed his collar and pulled him towards you, if he was trying to get the last word, you weren’t about to let him. ryul’s hand slid to the back of your head, holding you there like he was just as stubborn, kissing you harder like the two of you were turning this into some kind of competition instead of an argument about a stupid party.
when you finally pulled away, both of you looked equally annoyed.
“i still don’t like you,” he said.
you wiped your gloss off his mouth with your thumb. “good, cause i think i hate you more than before.”
