The descendants of Albert (1/1)

Stupidity and Pride, Chapter 3: A descendant of Albert Einstein and a retardThe next morning...You woke up just in time, executing your daily routines before walking downstairs to eat breakfast. ''Haneul-ah, can you buy some ice cream after school?'' asked your mother.''Sure.''You bade goodbye to your parents and walked to school. You heard someone calling your name when you were halfway to school.''Minho-ah, good morning!'' You greeted, to which he simply smiled. It had been a while since your last conversation with him.''So, how are you?'' he asked.''I'm fin-''''Haneul!'' yelled Hana, who was running towards the two of you. ''H-hi Mi-minho-ssi.'' she panted. She was one of students who idolized - scratch that, obsessed - with Minho.''So, why are the two of you together?'' she asked after steadying her breath.''We just met each other on the way here,'' you answered, but for some reason she wasn't satisfied. ''Yup,'' Minho cuncurred. And with that, Hana smiled in relief of his assurance.Who's her bestfriend? Me, or Minho? She won't believe me, but she'll listen to him?! Students got crazy after that Minho came! What's with him? After a moment of silence, the others had caught up to the three of you. ''Hi, Haneul-ah!'' Jonghyun said with a smile. He was always like that towards you, always happy.''Good morning, my dear Haneul-ah!'' followed your best friend, Key. You saw something in his eyes, but couldn't figure what it was. Onew's only form of greeting was his charming smile - the one that girls would die for. Taemin, however, seemed too distracted with the sky to even say hello. You reached your school and headed to your class with Minho walking beside you. Suddenly, you bumped into a man and dropped your books. The man didn't pay any attention and continued running.''Aish, that guy! Didn't even bother to stop and say sorry,'' you muttered. Minho helped retrieve your books. ''Thanks.'' Even though you didn't like Minho, you were still curteous to him like anyone else. As soon as you reached your seats the bell rang, signalling the start of class. A few moments later the math teacher arrived and briefly discussed some advanced algebra topics. She assigned a 20-point seatwork after stating an emergency at the main office, then briskly exited the room. In a matter of minutes you were almost finished, until you reached the last problem. You weren't sure what to do first: solve the fraction or perform operations first? You looked at Minho who was busy playing a random game on his phone, which was hidden under his table. He noticed you looking at him and mouthed, "What?"

''Are you finished?'' you whispered. He nodded. You hated to admit it, but Minho was m style="font-size:14px;">is smarter than you. ''Want some help?'' he asked. You shook your head, the little pride you had left not allowing you to admit anything out loud. Minutes passed and you still couldn't figure it out. You heaved a sigh. ''Okay, I need some help.'' you whispered - more quiet, actually.''What?'' he stopped playing.''I said I need your help.'' you whispered, louder now.''Say pleaseeeee,'' he teased, wearing a childish and playful expression.''Damn you, Choi Minho!'' you whispered, sending him your deadliest glare. If only they could kill.''Yah, are you planning to kill me? I'll really die because of fright, you know." Still, your glare didn't soften. "Okay, okay. I'll help you. Just stop with the death glares." Immediately your glares softened and Minho scooted closer to you. Your shoulders were touching his, faces just inches apart. You wished that the close proximity between you and Taemin would happen soon. ''So, what number do you need help with?'' he asked.Even with his deep baritone voice, Minho couldn't break you out of your reverie, until he poked the tip of your nose.''Busy again, daydreaming about my dongsaeng?'' He asked.''Huh?! Hell, no! Why would I be daydreaming about Taemin?! And don't touch me!'' you exclaimed.''Nevermind, what number is giving you a hard time?'' he asked.Psh...Trying to fool me that she doesn't daydream about Taemin. She likes Taemin. That's obvious! Minho thought.''20.'' ''Just follow the steps,'' he said, arrogance hinting in his tone. ''I forgot the second step,'' you replied.''Let me show you.''He showed you how it is solve and he's finished after 15-30 seconds. You opened your mouth to say a word, but nothing came out. His brilliance shocked you too much for words. ''Close your mouth, you'll catch flies,'' he laughed.''You're a  great mathematician. Are you a descendant of Albert Einstein?'' you asked.''No,'' he answered, still laughing.''You're amazing,'' you muttered. Finally he stopped laughing.''Yeah, I know,'' he winked.Can he just save his wink, smiles, and laugh to other girls? Those charms aren't working with me. you thought''Tch. I take back what I said,'' you snapped, "You're too arrogant."''You're the first one who said I'm arrogant. Most people say I'm smart, a gentleman, hot, amazing and the other praises that I clearly don't remember,'' he said.''I'm different. I prefer to stand out rather than blending in."''Yeah, you're different. You're a retard,'' he said and stuck his tongue out. A/N: Sorry, to the first ones who read this, I forgot to save it as a draft 'cause I'm in a hurry.Anyway, I made some changes and add some parts. I'm really sorry. I'm a bad author ):Still, thanks for reading my fic!SUBCRIBERS are loved.COMMENTS are liked.and SUGGESTIONS are welcomed and thanked.Pls. drop a comment! :))