Bad Enough for You

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What if the girl you like only fall for jerks? Easy... Then be a JERK!

Submitted: November 04, 2014

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Submitted: November 04, 2014





Hello. I’m Byun Baekhyun. I’m just an average 17 years old guy, a sophomore who happened to fall in love with a college student.

Her name is Kim Taeyeon, she’s 19, though she never look like it. She’s beautiful and has a pearly white skin. She’s cheerful, friendly and sweet, well, that’s far as I observed. I never talked to her before.

Well, except for that one time I bumped into her and made her fall all the books she was carrying. It was love at first sight. I quickly apologize before picking up all her books and ran as fast as I could before I hear her thanks. I was a freshman at that time and she’s a senior.

She hadn’t changed much from the first time I saw her, except her hair which she constantly change whenever she got a new boyfriend. Yep, he had a lot of those. And the thing is, these entire past boyfriend she had have the same character.


I mean I’m not a stalker or anything, but whenever I saw Taeyeon with her boyfriend she is always crying or angry. And when they broke up she would change them for another jerk. I don’t know what she sees in them, there are many good guys out there, and she can absolutely count me in as one but she would always settle herself for a low-class jerk.

That’s why I never got the courage to confess, I know I’m not the type of guy she would like, I’m no thrill to her or to any girl, because I’m just average.

Then it hit me, why don’t I just become the man she likes? I mean, that would be easy right? How hard could it be to be a total ass?



It was the day before school starts and here I am sitting at the bar by myself. It’s my first time being on a place like this but no one knew that, since my attire for tonight just matches everyone else’s. I had to search google just to find appropriate attire for places like this and it worked. I dyed my hair blond, apply a bit of eyeliner. I’m practically like a different person. I even got a couple of ladies hit on me on my way inside. But I didn’t come here to fool around with them; I came here for one purpose and one purpose only. And that is to find Taeyeon and ask her out.

There’s a friend of mine told me that Taeyeon often hangout on places like these after she broke up with her boyfriend. Luckily, she just broke up with another one this week, so I’m pretty sure she’d be here tonight.

It’s been 30 minutes since I got here and she’s still not around.

“Maybe I’m too early.”

I went to the restroom just to check if my appearance still looks appealing and when I’m sure that it still is I headed outside.


It was my instinct to bow down and apologize to whoever I bump, but as when I’m about to do so, the girl in front of me just took my breath away for a moment.

It was her.

Kim Taeyeon.

It was a few seconds before I finally collected myself and remembered that I had to be a jerk. “I’m sorry, but you should watch where you’re going.”

She narrowed her brows for a moment while looking at me. It’s my first time seeing her up close. The face she’s making now is so cute. “I’m sorry too, but you bump in on me. You should watch where you’re going.”

I chuckled.

“You find anything amusing, huh kid?”

She had a sharp tongue. I would never have guessed. But I kind of liked it too; she’s not some typical girly girls.

She was glaring at me now and I had controlled myself to laugh out of happiness. Then she closed our proximity and looked at my faced closely. I forced not to feel the twisting knot inside my stomach that's causing my heart to stop beating. I tried to remain indifferent.

“Hey do I know you?”

I pushed her lightly, for my own good of course and smirk at her. I don’t know if my smirk was right because I feel like grinning at the moment.

“After you realized that the person you bump with is a total catch you would ask that question, a typical question of someone who wants to flirt.”

“Excuse me?” She raised her brow on me.

“Well, you’re excuse.” Then I walked pass her after bumping her shoulder lightly.

Was that considered being rude? I’m kind of wishing she’d follow me but as I felt that no one’s following me I kind of felt devastated. It wasn’t supposed to be this way.

I was about to sit at my stool when I felt somebody hit my back. It doesn’t hurt but enough to feel that someone wants to hurt you. When I wiped my head to look at the culprit I was surprised to see Taeyeon glaring at me with her arms crossed.

“What now?” I said as coldly as I could.

“Don’t ‘what now’ me, you I’m-so-handsome-I-can-brush-you-off-if-you-talk-to-me idiot. Who the hell did you say was flirting with you?”

“Did I say someone was flirting? I clearly remembered commenting about the question, not the one questioning it.”

“Oh, give me a break. You and I both know you’re implying those things to me. Hell if I’m flirting with you. I don’t need that.”

I sat on my stool before answering her. “Then what are doing here wasting your breath if you don’t need that? I don’t care what you think so you can go now.”

I peered under my lashes to see the expression she’s making. Please don’t go. I pleaded inside after seeing her embarrass face.

“You still think I’m flirting with you aren’t you? You’re so full of yourself.” She turned her back on me and my I panicked when I heard her say. “Fine I’ll go.”

I had to think of a way to make her stay. Before she couldn’t hear me I blurted out. “A pretty girl is flirting with me and you’re telling me that I’m full of myself?” I scoffed. “What do you expect from me? Cry out of happiness?”

She quickly swung herself to face me. Good. I got her attention once again.

“I-I told you I’m not flirting with you. It’s just that I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

“Okay, okay. I got it.” I agreed to her just to make her stay. “So? Can I get someone-who-have-seen-me-before a drink?”

She smirked. Wow, that was sexy. “You’re the one who wanted to flirt with me aren’t you?”

I laughed, she’s adorable.

“Well, I just wanted to treat someone nicely if they happen to have seen me before.”

“You think your funny aren’t you?”

“I’m not a comedian but I can make every pretty girls laugh.” Then she laughed. “You totally forced that one.”

“I did not.”

Then she laughed a little louder causing me to join in.

“I’m Kim Taeyeon.”

“Byun Baekhyun.”



We talked for a long time. She’s much cheerful that I expected. I really enjoyed talking to her, but I have to fake that I’m not really interested on whatever topic she’s saying. It’s really hard since all the new things I’m learning from her makes my heart beat fast and I’m loving her more and more.

“So Taeyeon, you’re story doesn’t consist any man in them. Is it good to say that you’re single?”

She flushed a little and smile. “Yeah. I’m single at the moment.”

“That’s good.”

I can’t wait any longer. I’m not dense to not notice the way she’s been looking at my lips I smile and every time I look at her own pair of lips she would lick or bite them seductively. I leaned forward and press my lips over hers.

And I was right.

She wants what I want.

The moment our lips touched felt like I want to die and live longer at the same time. Her lips are so soft; I can’t get enough of it. It’s not my first kiss but this is definitely top 1. She’s a really great kisser. Maybe from the entire boyfriend she got.

And that does it.

Thinking about all the “jerks” she made out with really got into me. It doesn’t feel good to be labelled as one of those jerks. But this is what I want right? She can finally see me. After a year of unrequited love I can finally kiss her. It was supposed to make me happy but I’m not.

I pushed her lightly.

She frowned at me. “What’s wrong? Was it not good?”

I wanted to tell her that that was the best kiss of my life, but I didn’t, because I’m supposed to be a jerk.

“We can work with that.” Then I gave her a peck on the lips before standing up.

“Where are you going?” She looks confused.


Actually I don’t want to go anywhere. I wanted to take her home like any other love-struck guy. But tonight I just want to be alone. I think it back fired on me and I’m feeling sad more than happy at the moment.

I saw her writing something on a piece of paper before handing it to me. “Call me.” She smiled.

And it actually stabbed my heart that she can actually smile like that to anyone. But since I love her very much I was willing to be someone I’m not and just accept the fact that she’ll only like me when I’m not me.

“I’ll try.”



I really wanted to call her. But I didn’t. It’s been two weeks since our first encounter at the bar. I tried my best to not pick up my phone and dial her number. Me calling her first shows how much I’m interested in her. And I can’t show that yet, even if I’m dying to show her all of my affections. She would just find it corny, because all the man she dated would never do that.

I sighed.

“Dude, just call her. I practically tasted your depression on my sandwich.”

“You wouldn’t understand Yeol, all the guys she dated never called her first.”

“And you know this because?”

“You know I was always observing her.”

“Stalking. That’s called stalking.”

“Oh shut up.”

I can’t even defend myself. I guess I’m just a really creepy stalker.

“Dude. There’s not one girl who doesn’t want to be called by a guy first especially a guy they’re interested in.”

“What makes you think she’s interested in me?”

“She gave you her number and said “call me”. Isn’t that proof enough?”

“That’s a test. She’s not like other girls. Me calling her first will make me fail the test.”

“A test of what? You’re just being an idiot.”

“Just shut up and eat your sandwich.”

“I could if you stop filling it with your depression.”



“You didn’t call me.” She said as she took the seat beside me. Here we are again at the bar we first kissed. The memory still lingers at my mind.

“I’m busy. Sorry.”

I really felt sorry after seeing her pout like that. It’s like me not calling her really saddens her. She never fails to make my heart go crazy.

“What were you busy about? You don’t have anyone right? A girlfriend?”

She looks almost pleading for my answer. I smiled at her. Of course there’s no one but you. I almost blurted it out. But I remain subtle.

“I don’t have one.”

“Then why haven’t you asked me out?”

I almost cried out of happiness seeing her face pouting like that and asking me to ask her out. It’s been a dream of me to date her.

All those years of observing (stalking) her have I thought of different ways how to make her happy unlike those jerks she’s dating. But I’m one of them now as well and the only thing that made her like me is because I’m like them.

I leaned closer to taste those sweet lips again and I can feel a smile forming on her lips.

“Do I need to ask when I already know the answer?”

She chuckled. Music to my ear.

“So you’re my boyfriend now.” It’s not even a question.  And I’m more that happy about her declaration.

This time it’s her turn to press our lips together. It was different than before it was more passionate now and I can’t think straight. I tried to overpower her lips with mine and I won when I heard her moan. I never asked for permission to intrude her mouth with my tongue but she still welcomes me when she opened her mouth for an easier access. My kisses trailed to her jaw until I’m nibbling at her neck. I really want to mark her mine. And I did. I could hear her whimpering at my ears and it took me a lot of strength to pull back. I’m not going to go any further with this entire people around. I cared for her. And a public display of affection will only tarnish her image in the eyes of everyone. And I don’t want that. I don’t like displaying her like she’s my trophy to the jealous eyes inside the bar.

“Let’s get out of here.” I whispered as I pulled her from her seat and lead her out the bar. She was blushing madly while staring at our hands.



I’ve decided to take her to my apartment since it’s only 8. And I really like to spend time with her more and since she’s my girlfriend now I should really enjoy the privilege of spending time with her.

When we got to my apartment, I noticed that she’s acting a little stiff. She blushes with everything I do.

I offered her water.


I asked her what movie to watch.


I pulled her to sit by my side.


I’ve never seen her like this before. She’s too feminine, not in a bad way, well a little in a bad way because I can’t think of anything else than to take her down and just kiss that blush away from her.

She really is beautiful.

It’s too much and it’s killing me.

I wrapped my arms around her shoulder and she flinched at my touch but didn’t pull away.

“Taeyeon. Why are you so nervous? Relax.” I tried rubbing her shoulder and it worked. She relaxed a bit, but the blush didn’t fade. It just got two shades darker. Damn. So cute.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect you to take me to your house.” I laughed because she fidgets a lot and it’s so cute.

“Come on. It’s not like it’s your first time to your boyfriend’s house.”

“Well, it’s my first time with only us in the house.” My eyes widen at the revelation. “You can’t be serious.”

I mean. It’s not like I think of her as someone who lets her boyfriend take her to their houses whenever they want… but to not experience it before? After all those jerks that were from her pass? Well, it’s just shows that I’m the jerkiest of them all, since I’ve brought her here knowing full well that I live alone. And I have to bring her here at night after our heated kiss at the bar. This is embarrassing. And here I am pretending to be a jerk or an ass when clearly I could be the most low-life of all her boyfriends. I want to disappear.

“I’m sorry. I’m an idiot. I didn’t mean to take you home with me and… There’s nothing perverted going on in my mind when I took you here. I swear.” I stood up and brush my hand over my hair. It’s wet. I’m sweating a lot. “Oh my god. Let me take you home. I’m really sorry.” I was pacing none stop and I know that all the acting about being an ass just flew of my mind and I don’t care if I look like a nervous kid right now.

I halted when I heard her laugh. I looked at her in confusion.

“There you are. I thought I’d never see that side of you.”

I still can’t figure out what she’s talking about. “What?”

She blushed as she closes her eyes and took a deep breath. “I know you wouldn’t do anything to me that’s why I came here with you. I trust you.”

“You do?” I felt the blood rising at my face at her statement.

She nodded before she chuckled once again. “Remember when I told you I know who you are?” I nodded after swallowing the non-existing lump in my throat. “Turns out I really know you.”

“You do?” It’s like it’s the only sentence I can say at the moment.

She closed her eyes as if remembering something. “You see. When I was in high school no one dare to approach me. I don’t know. It’s not like I’m threating anybody or something. My friends say that people are intimidated by me. And I think it’s their problem if they scared of me. I’m just trying to be me. Then on the first day of my senior year I bumped with this unknown student who caused me to fall all the books I was carrying. We locked eyes for a few seconds before he apologies and picked up all my books for me. He ran before I got to say my thanks. It was just a few seconds but I felt like my world stopped at those few seconds. It was love at first sight.”

I was a little speechless at the familiarity of the story she’s telling. “How did you know?” Was the only thing I only thing I got to say.

She smiled. “Because since then my eyes are always searching for him and it’s not hard to find him when it seems like he’s been searching for me also. I always see him stealing glances me and it makes me happy. It’s just that he never asked me out and I got tired of waiting.”

“So you went out with different kinds of guys? No, those kinds of guys.”

I was starting to be a little disturbed about her story. I may or may not have raised my voice accusingly.

Those kinds of guys are the only one who showed interest in me. Those kinds of guy are the only guys who have the courage enough to approach me. Not like the guy I’ve been waiting for who can only look at me from afar.” She’s starting to raise her voice as well. This is not going to the right direction.

“There are a lot of times I’ve been wishing he would comfort me when I broke up with those jerks I’ve been dating. But he did not. Am I supposed to be the one to make the first moved?”

She started who tear. Like everything she’s telling is giving her so much pain. That I’ve given her so much pain.

“And now that he approached me after a year of hiding. He finally showed up like a different person and I almost didn’t recognize him if only he didn’t say his name. I was happy. I was happy that finally I’d be able to know him more than I did when I was a senior.”

Her voice started to soften once again and she looked at me with a smile.

“I know you think I went out with you because of your changes. But I didn’t. I went out with you because it’s you, because from now on I can now you better and I can finally love you like I’ve always drea…”

I can’t even wait for her to finished, because I too have been dreaming of showing her how much I love her without pretending to be someone else.

And now I finally can.

“I love you Taeyeon-sunbae.”

She laughed. Aw, the melody.

“You called me sunbae.”

“I’ve been wanting to call you that ever since I bumped into you.”

“Really? So you’re going to call me that from today onwards.”

“Well, only for today because I love calling you Taeyeon too. It gives so much authority. And I like it.”

“Yah. I’m still older that you.”

“Doesn’t look like it to me.”

Then I pulled her into a hug before placing a kiss over her head.

So yeah. I think everything went well even if I didn’t have to pretend.



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