A case in which a new born baby named Claire Han kicked the doctor first thing on the face before crying.
Taehyung and Claire both thought the only barrier keeping them from being happy were distances and misunderstandings. What would they do if a s...
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다섯 | POSSESSED
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I could see a mixture of pain and confusion in his eyes but he stayed quiet and looked down.
"Claire, I didn't leave you on purpose that day," he said, right now looking directly into my eyes. "You can hate me or dislike me but I really never intended to leave."
I shot him a boring look, "Either ways, you lied Taehyung."
I wasn't in a kind of mood to argue with anyone so I just shut my mouth and headed for the door.
"Claire, wait," he stopped me by grabbing my arm. We were now staring into each other's eyes but none of us spoke up.
"I'm sorry for not telling you beforehand that I was going to the US, and also for not celebrating your 15th birthday with you," he finally apologized.
"Something much more than that happened, Taehyung. I needed you that time but you didn't even tell me you were leaving. My dad passed away on that very same day," I told him and I could tell he was more than startled.
"Y-Your dad what!?" He choked out.
"It doesn't matter now though, I don't want to dwell on about the past. If anything, what's left right now is our broken friendship," I said blatantly. Taehyung looked down which seemed like he regretted everything, but it was too late to do so.
I wished I could blame myself for being overdramatic, but no one could handle the pain of losing a parent and a best friend on the same day. The sorrow I felt was too unbearable to the point that my heart felt numb.
I took a deep breath before exiting myself from the suffocation I was feeling. I just needed some sleep. I don't care whether he would leave the house or stay here all night as long as I didn't see his face.
•••
I opened my eyes to the ray of sunshine sipping in through the curtains and shut them back close in an instant.
Did I wake up earlier than my alarm again?
I ruffled my short brown hair, stretching as I forced myself into a sitting position. I could still feel the numbness on some parts of my body because of the intense match I had yesterday.
Reaching out my hand to turn off the alarm before it could ring, my eyes widened in pure horror when the time showed 7:30.
"Shit!" That was the very first word I started my day with.
Struggling to stand on my two feet, I managed to drag myself into the bathroom. Though being late for school was something I wished for a long time, experiencing it right now made me want to rip my hair off. I was always the type to panic easily and that was why I always do things with a plan.
But seriously, oversleeping on the very first day of exam week? Where's Hoseok? Why didn't he wake me up!?
I must've forgotten that this semester's exam week was starting on Friday, which was today.
I wasted no time in making myself look presentable for school. All I did was a quick shower and combing my extremely tangled hair that was looking very unsightly.
Upon reaching the school gate with a heavy pant, I was immediately scolded by the security for being 60 minutes late. I only mouthed a simple sorry and sprinted in as fast as I could for the sake of my dear life.
"Look, miss late-on-the-first-day-of-exam-week has just arrived." The voice of a person I had thought of slapping throughout my whole run to school spoke up.
"Jung Hoseok, you piece of shit!" I charged towards him, swinging my arms forcefully to hit him hard on the head. "You could've waken me up but you chose to neglect me, didn't you!?" I hissed.
"Ouch! S-Sorry! I'm sorry, stop hitting me! I swear it's g-going to be the last time," he stifled a laugh whilst trying to protect himself from the major attack he was receiving.
"You knew well my grades were so bad yet you didn't have the heart of a best friend to help me fix it!" I shouted in despair.
I had completely missed the first exam and I didn't even want to imagine what kind of a horror my score would be.
Hoseok gave me a teasing apologetic look before I hit his head again.
"I know I'm dumb but please stop hitting me with that kind of force! You'll regret once you are no longer able to see this face of a sunshine," he gave me an arrogant look.
"You'll be the one explaining to my mother if she ever finds out about how bad my grades are, okay? That will also be the day when I'm going to throw you out on the streets and end our friendship," I rolled my eyes and went to my seat to take a rest since I was still out of breath.
"Damn, she be getting all worked up in the morning," Yoongi stood up from his seat and plopped himself down on the seat in front of me.
"Why are you two such a tease today," I sighed. I scanned my face around the classroom, but didn't manage to find a particular person I was searching for.
"Yah, Hoseok, I wonder what happened to Taehyung? It's only his second day here yet he called in sick this morning," Yoongi said, loud enough for me to hear- or maybe he did it on purpose because he wanted me to hear.
"I wonder why too.. I think something bad happened yesterday after we left him in a particular house. He might be dead." It was now my turn to hit Hoseok for the nth time today.
"Stop exaggerating because I did nothing to him. I only said what should've been said," I stated before burying my face into my arms.
He didn't really fall sick because of feeling bad, did he? I doubt that.
"Have mercy on him. You should visit if you have time after school," Yoongi let out a low chuckle before walking back to his own seat.
"I've got no time," I mumbled.
The rest of the day went unproductive as I couldn't focus on the lessons. As slow as it went, the last bell of the day finally rang, ending the 8 hours torturing session.
"If you're going to be that restless, stop lying to yourself and do what you were literally thinking about the whole day, dummy." Hoseok knocked on my table as I was about to leave.
"The only thing I'm being restless about is because I missed my exam, you idiot," I glared before picking up my bag by the strap and stomping out the classroom.
"Must be on her period," Yoongi mumbled but I was still able to hear.
It was raining so hard when I reached the front gate. Thank goodness I didn't forget to bring an umbrella as I had predicted this morning that it might rain. I got ready with it and quickly made my way home.
'Should I check on him?' The thoughts kept lingering in my mind and I had to shake it off.
I must be sick for even thinking about it. I used to like the rain a lot but right now I just felt so pathetic being under the rain.
Finally in my neighbourhood, I attempted to go straight home but as I passed by a particular brick-built house, I just had to make a turn.
I was pretty sure something strange must've possessed me.
Pathetic, but I found myself standing on his doorstep at last.
