𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 {𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐧}

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i pick up my phone tapping on the screen, her eyes grow wide as she see's i've recorded every word,

"what? cat got your tongue?" i whisper loud enough for her to hear.

"YAH! delete that right now!" she yells throwing a tantrum.

"no, and also this is for you." i slap her and walk away.

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"posted."

i watch as sooah hye-min and jukyung clap as they stare at my phone.

"who does she think she is?" sooah screams.

"it's fine, at least you made me post the video recording." i plop onto my bed.

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i walk into the classroom as everyone whispers,

i feel so bad for her now.

i shouldn't have said that.

she got sexually harassed?

wow...

i hope she's okay.

ha-yoon is such a bitch

i listen as everyone goes around gossiping, wasn't a big fan of gossiping though. i hear ha-yoon stomp towards my desk slamming her hands on my desk,

"DELETE IT RIGHT NOW."

"and if i don't?" i raise a brow looking at her.

"i'll-"

"why don't you accept your own medicine ha-yoon?" i push her off my desk as she throws a fit running out the door.

"girl got some issues." i mumble.

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week goes by quick. ha-yoon and ha-eun left. everything's back to normal, besides me and han seojun.

i wish we make up.. soon