#i might divert from the scum's wish story line

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Scum’s Wish

This might be in parts if people want idk. It’s based of the anime Scum’s Wish. 

WARNING: Raina is shown as the antagonist here but I love her ok no hate to her unless its in this story.

Word Count: 2352

“Yah,” you called out, your head on his lap as the two of you looked at the sky.

“Hm?” was his reply.

“Do you ever feel lonely?” you asked, bending your neck back to be able to look at his face. He looked down at yours with an equally blank look.

“Yeah.” He replied and you felt the ease of similarity lifting your heart. “Don’t you?”

You pulled your legs towards your chest as you turned your body. “I do. But I’ve been alone all my life. We’re all alone.”

“Hmm.” He reached for the bottle of water by his side, unscrewing it and taking a sip.

“Give me some,” you mumbled as you sat up and he passed the bottle to you. You took a gulp, sighing softly as you placed the bottle down.

“So do you think this is meaningless?” he asked and you turned your gaze to him. “This contract.” He continued as he moved closer, placing a gentle hand on the side of your face as he guided it to his.

“No this is not meaningless,” you mumbled before he pressed his lips to yours in a feverish kiss.

The sound of the school bell brought you out of your thoughts.

“That’s it for today class!” your homeroom teacher announced. “Y/ N-ssi! Could you come up here to help me?”

“Yes Mr.Kim.” you agreed with a small smile. As all the other students left, you made your way to the front. As the last student left, the young teacher heaved a heavy sigh of relief. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Why oppa? Is being a teacher not what you expected it to be?” you asked teasingly as you picked up the handouts that were stacked neatly on the desk.

“Yah! That’s teacher Kim to you, Y/N-ah,” he retorted back with a half smirk as he picked up the rest of the papers.

“Same goes to you Myungsoo oppa,” you replied as you walked out of the classroom with him in tow. He let out a laugh that made you blush.

“True true. Ahhh but it sounds so weird. I’ve known you since you were little!” he grinned and you laughed lightly, shaking your head.

“What am I going to do with you?” you said jokingly as he opened the staff room door.  Both of you made way to his desk and you placed the handouts delicately on his desk before turning to him.

“Hey op—Teacher Kim,” you called out, correcting yourself as you remembered the teachers surrounding you. He turned attentively but just as you were about to speak another voice called out to him. His face reddened as he turned around to look at Raina, the young music teacher.

“O-oh Miss Raina! Did you need anything?” he asked shyly and the woman delicately dressed in gentle colours smiled and giggled.

“You dropped your folder on the way to the staff room. “ she said, handing him a green folder with multicoloured tags sticking out from it. Her gaze moved from him to you and she gasped, covering her mouth as she smiled politely.

“Ah Miss Y/L/N! Sorry I didn’t see you there. You’re such a good student to help Mr. Kim out,” she said and you frowned slightly before nodding.

“It’s nothing. Mr. Kim, I’ll be leaving first.” You said coldly and before Myungsoo could say anything, you had rushed out of the staff room, both of you oblivious to the smug smirk on a lady’s face.  You had your eyes shut as you took deep breaths to compose yourself only to bump into someone. You looked up to see the face of a familiar blond who didn’t look surprised to see you.

“I thought you were going to cry.” He said bluntly and you blinked back at him.

“Stupid.”

He grabbed your hand, leading you to the back of the school. The wind blew gently as he stepped closer, his hand stroking your hair gently. He rested his forehead on yours as you felt your cheeks reddening before he claimed your lips in a kiss. You held each other close together as though afraid to let go but pulled away to hug each other, the feeling of emptiness still lingering.

You met Jihoon a few months ago when school first started.  You were just a junior then and you knew that your beloved Myungsoo oppa would be starting work at your school but you never expected him to be your homeroom teacher. You helped him out as much as possible because it meant spending as much time with him as you could.

You had happily skipped to the staff room one day with the handouts, smiling giddily to yourself before you opened the door.

“Opp—Mr.Kim I—“ you stopped mid-sentence as you saw him talking with the new music teacher, laughing and giggling. Your heart fell just as she turned to notice you.

“Ah Teacher Kim it’s one of your students,” she said and he turned to face you.

“Ah you brought the handouts? Thank you.”

You knew before he did that he was falling for her. Because you’ve been watching him all this time and at that moment, he was making a completely new face.

A few days had passed and it was lunch time as you strolled and brooded over the new music teacher that flirted with your first love. The whispers and conversations around you didn’t matter or phase you until you bumped into someone, sending their papers flying. You landed on your bum and looked up in surprise only to see the new music teacher, bending down to apologise and pick up her papers. You stared at her, both in surprise and shock as you had never been this close to her before. Just as you were about to help pick up what was left of the papers, someone else beat you to it, collecting them and handing them to her.

“Here you go Ms. Raina,” the blond said with a gentle smile.

“Ah thank you Jihoon-ah!” she smiled and the blond shook his head.

“We’re at school Miss, please remember.”

“Oh yeah! Hahaha sorry!” she flustered while you observed them. To others it may seem like a cute teacher/student interaction. But the look on his face told you everything. He was in the same position as you. You waited until she left before you called him out.

“Yah.”  He turned around with an expression that mirrored yours. “Do you know who she likes?”

“Yea.”

Time passed and without realizing it, you started spending more time together. The rain pattered heavily on Jihoon’s roof window as you both lazed about in his room.

“Ahhh I want to quit school!” you exclaimed, dropping your face onto his bed.

“Hey don’t get my bed wet,” Jihoon replied nonchalantly as he played his video game. “And are you talking about Mr. Kim? Are you giving up?”

You sat up immediately.

“Never.” You said clearly before resting your head in your arms, facing Jihoon’s back. “But.”

“But?” he mused, eyes still glued to the screen. You sat up before reaching out to hug him from behind, your arms over his shoulders. His eyes seemed to widened as he lowered his controller.

“You surprised me,” he said simply and you laughed softly.

“Really? I couldn’t tell,” you smiled and he turned to look at you causing your expression to drop. You looked away and so did he.

“Are you sad?”

“Aren’t you?”

His hand reached up to touch your arm gently. You didn’t know how it happened as you laid on his bed, looking up at him as he laced his fingers with yours.

“Hey,” he called out and you looked up at him. “Just imagine that I’m your oppa.”

“Eh?”  You breathed in suddenly as his head dipped to your neck, licking and kissing it. Oh yea. Jihoon doesn’t have any feelings for you. To him you’re just a replacement. Just as he was about to kiss you, you turned your head away.

“It tickles,” you mumbled and he stared down at you.

“Do you want to do this or not?” he asked softly and you turned to look at him.

“You don’t even look like him.” You said in response, your eyes drifting from his eyes to lips.

“Mean. I am good-looking too,” he said as you stared silently at him. The sound of the rain was soft in your ears as you hummed in disbelief.

“Just close your eyes.” He said and you did as he said realizing that if this was going to work for both of you, you needed to cooperate.  

“This is bad,” you thought as Jihoon pushed the hair away from your forehead. “If I think of him as Myungsoo oppa…my fingertips are going cold. All I hear is my pounding heart because this is what I’ve wanted from him for the longest time.” You thought to yourself as you felt a kiss to your forehead. Jihoon pulled back to see your blushing face before he claimed your lips. The kiss was short and he pulled away as you opened your eyes.

“That was my first kiss.” you said softly and his eyes widened just a little.

“No way.”

“It’s true,” you said before looking back at him with half-lidded eyes. “It felt good.”

Your fingers curled against his hand.

“One more time.” You requested and he lowered himself to place a soft kiss on your lips before going back almost immediately with a passionate kiss that surprised you. His fingers curled against yours tightly as you raised your leg slightly. Your eyes were shut as you tried to remember every dear memory you had with your Myungsoo. His sweet smile and nature that made your heart flutter caused tears to gather at your eyes. When Jihoon pulled away, he was met with a teary eyed face.

Just then the phone rang and you sat up as he leaned back.

From: Myungsoo oppa

Thanks for the dinner last nice m(- -)m Thank your mom for me. I don’t think I can make it today but maybe tomorrow!

“Why?” you mumbled, pushing a stray strand behind your ear.

“Do you want to stop?” Jihoon suddenly asked and you looked at him in confusion. “I mean I think this is enough for today but do you want to continue this?”

At that moment you couldn’t seem to answer him and left in a rush.

 You had decided to answer the confession of a boy which you had not been bothered with for a week. You called him out to the back of the building after school.

“I’m sorry.”

“Huh?”

“That is my answer. I’m sorry,” you said simply before turning to walk away.

“W-wait!” he called out, holding onto your wrist and you turned to look at him. “I-I waited for a week to hear your answer. You kind of built my hopes up.”

“There isn’t anything more revolting than having to respond to unwanted feelings from someone you don’t like right?” you replied before leaving. You went to the roof for some fresh air.

Thoughts of Myungsoo and your feelings towards him suddenly filled your mind and you closed your eyes for a bit.

“Damn it. Boomerang.” You mumbled as you thought of the words that you said to the boy and how it related to you. A door opened and you turned to see Jihoon standing by the door.

“I’m surprised you’re here.”

-  A few weeks ago –

You returned to Jihoon’s house after school one day and he opened the door, quite surprised to see you.

“I didn’t think you’d come back.” He said and you looked down silently. He gently placed a hand on your cheek, guiding your face to his.

You sat opposite him in his bedroom, the setting orange glow of the sun lighting the room.

“Why don’t we start dating?” he suggested to your surprise. “That way we can depend on each other whenever we need to.”

“Are you sure you won’t fall in love with me?” you joked.

“Nope! Never!” he insisted and you both laughed.

“Okay.” You replied, holding out your pinky. So you made a contract to date so that you could rely on each other but if one of you gets together with the ones you truly loved, the relationship would end. So in short terms, you have everything but my heart.

He wrapped his pinky with yours, sealing the deal.

Both of you were lying in the shade with two bottles of water next to you.

“I’m so tired,” you mused and Jihoon hummed in agreement. You sat up, taking a sip of water before putting down your bottle. Jihoon looked so serene lying there. His lips were still moist after drinking water. You laid your body over his, capturing his lips in a deep kiss.

He opened his eyes in surprise but immediately kissed back, wrapping his arm around your waist as you placed your arms next to both sides of his head to steady yourself. You pulled away for a breath and he flipped you over. His face was reddish with a slight blush as he glanced at your lips once more before going in for another kiss. You had your legs on either side of his waist as you kissed, your arms wrapped around his neck. He sat up, cradling your back so you were sat in his lap, with your legs wrapped around his waist.

“Is it weird that it feels good?” you asked, slightly out of breath, your gaze stuck on Jihoon’s now reddish lips. He shook his head, resting his forehead on yours. “Does it feel good for you too Jihoon?”

“Yea, it does,” he breathed before reconnecting your lips in another heated kiss.

The warm wind blew across the rooftop but the couple were oblivious to it in the midst of their deep embrace. Jihoon pulled away, whispering the name of the one he loved while you thought of the one you loved.

“Hey Jihoon?”

“Hm?”

“Let’s do it.”

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Bookshelf Briefs 1/30/17

Alice in Matchaland | By Mosoko Miyatsuki | Manga University – This slim volume is both picture and cook book, offering readers a playful riff on Lewis Carroll’s most famous work as well as recipes for matcha-infused snacks. For tween manga lovers, the button-cute character designs, Technicolor palette, and gentle pokes at manga cliche may be enough to justify purchasing Alice in Matchaland. Anyone intent on making Matcha Energy Bites, however, will need a conversion table handy, as the recipes freely mix teaspoons with grams and milliliters. The book doesn’t offer any tips for procuring matcha powder, either—a curious omission, since many Americans won’t find it on the shelves of their local grocery stores. A little more attention to the recipes would have made this book less of a stocking stuffer and more of a must-buy for tea-drinking manga enthusiasts. (The publisher provided a review copy.) -Kate Dacey

Behind the Scenes!!, Vol. 3 | By Bisco Hatori | VIZ Media – It’s not that Behind the Scenes!! is awful, but that every chapter is essentially filler. In this volume, there’s the one about the bratty child actor whom the team helps emote, the one about protecting a group filming in a park, the one about fundraising through shrinky dinks (yes, really), and the one about creating a haunted house. At times, attempts are made to flesh out the other members of the art squad, but it’s never building on character traits previously established and then paying off in a satisfying way. It’s always Ranmaru noticing on one page that Ruka gives in too easily and then on the next page encouraging her not to give in because shrinky dinks (yes, really). Probably it’s time to accept that this series is just not for me and move on. – Michelle Smith

Behind the Scenes!!, Vol. 3 | By Bisco Hatori | Viz Media – There isn’t a ton of plot or character development in Behind the Scenes!!, but it does reliably deliver a pleasant escape in the adventures of a college art club that supports various film projects. The first story line in this volume deals with the redemption of a child actor who at first seems spoiled, then there is detour into the value of crafts as the gentle rich girl Ruka stands up for herself. The gang also has to fine tune a haunted house, when they make it dangerously realistic. Even if this series isn’t the most memorable thing Hatori has created, it still is diverting in the moment. I enjoy the interactions between all the characters, and this volume also featured several bonus one page manga at end. – Anna N

Horimiya, Vol. 6 | By Hero and Daisuke Hagiwara | Yen Press – I said last time that Hori and Miyamura hadn’t quite taken the next step in their relationship yet. They do that here, but blink sand you’ll miss it—unlike most manga of this type, their first time—while sweet—is not earth-shattering and does not really change either of them. Indeed, Miyamura is far more concerned about the required swimming event, mostly as it could get him expelled. We also see Hori being jealous again, but she’s at least cognizant of how annoying it is, and it’s funnier when she uses her anger against other people, like Miyamura’s old teasing classmates from junior high. This is not particularly going anywhere, even with the sex, but it’s still a well-written leisurely ride. – Sean Gaffney

Interviews with Monster Girls, Vol. 2 | By Petos | Kodansha Comics – This is sort of a harem series—there’s certainly enough students and one teacher in love with Takahashi-sensei. But it feels so laid-back and leisurely, and he’s so non-sexual in general, that I can’t really define it as a classic harem comedy. At heart, it’s about the girls and their monster issues—though the best chapter in the volume has the teacher pointing out that you can’t just think of them as monsters OR girls, but you have to balance both sides. Much of the volume deals with a yuki-onna who worries she may live up to her stereotype, and she’s just as sweet and cute (and somewhat boring) as the other girls. This is a nice series, and monster girl fans will like it. It is, however, not a book that will get your pulse racing. Leisurely. – Sean Gaffney

Liselotte & Witch’s Forest, Vol. 3 | By Natsuki Takaya | Yen Press – At last, a volume of Liselotte I can honestly say was excellent throughout. The bargain that she has to strike to save Engetsu’s life essentially resets things to square one, but that’s really for the best, as I think the baggage was crushing them both a bit. We also get more flashes to what Lise was like before the rebellion, and it’s rather sad and also a bit eerie. There’s also still some comedy, mostly coming from Alto and Anna, though the return of a witch from the previous volume also helps. I suspect things may not stay comedic for long, though, as it appears that Lise is not going to be allowed to be merely exiled for much longer. The less fluffy this gets the more I like it, though the fluff is still fun. – Sean Gaffney

Liselotte & Witch’s Forest, Vol. 3 | By Natsuki Takaya | VIZ Media – Man, I can already tell that it’s going to be pretty painful when Liselotte goes on hiatus after two more volumes. Although some of what happens in this installment feels like things I’ve seen before—the heroine who unhesitatingly hacks off her own long hair, the love interest who loses his memories of the heroine, the determined optimism and welcoming spirit—there are some unique things about this story, chief among them the reveal in the final pages that someone has been watching Liselotte and reporting back to her brother, who is being pressured to do something about her. It’d be an interesting development if her world were to get a bit darker; the Akito vibes I got from the tree spirit in this volume were pretty fantastic. – Michelle Smith

Scum’s Wish, Vol. 2 | By Mengo Yokoyari | Yen Press – I have to say, so far this is currently at the top of my “most surprising new series” list, as the second volume is just as strong as the first was. Even as it appears that Mugi and Hanabi may have deeper feelings for each other than they expected, it is shown over and over again how bad this relationship really is, and how much they’re hurting from it. Of course, not having the relationship would not ease the source of the hurt. Meanwhile, we also meet Ebato, Hanabi’s friend who turns out to be in love with her, something that gets revealed a lot more than she’d like at a sleepover, and ends just as ambiguously as you’d expect. This is a fantastic car crash of a romance manga, where even the omake extra is tragic and sad. Well-written and brutal. – Sean Gaffney

Scum’s Wish, Vol. 2 | By Mengo Yokoyari | Yen Press – After making a brief appearance in volume one, a lot of this volume focuses on Hanabi’s only female friend, Ecchan, who has been in love with her ever since the day they took the entrance exam. When she’s invited to a sleepover, she’s unable to contain her feelings anymore and confesses, but more importantly gets Hanabi to confirm that she doesn’t love Mugi. Ecchan offers to be the surrogate herself, but by volume’s end, Hanabi’s in bed with Mugi, seemingly ready to have sex with him. One thing I particularly liked about this volume is though her relationship with Mugi might seem twisted and strange, in a way she’s more pure than other classmates, because she’s acting out of love and not merely juggling two guys, trying to decide who has more to offer her. Looking forward to volume three! – Michelle Smith

By: Anna N