Unaware •Han Seo Jun•

Chapter Twelve

[A.N.: watching Hwang In Yeop eat as Han Seo Jun is a blessing.]

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They walk to the locker room for the players. Nara makes sure that Seo Jun doesn't put pressure on his 'injured' leg. Is she going to have to apply the spray on his leg? She doesn't want to. Someone or some people are talking in the locker room. Probably lovers, the girl is probably here to wish her boyfriend good luck. But she was wrong. They definitely aren't lovers. 

"I was only nice to you because I pitied you." 

"You pitied me? Well, don't pity me anymore. I'll be fine if I stay by myself. I don't need your pity." This was clearly Jukyung. But who is she talking to? 

"Good. I was getting tired of pitying you anyway." Lee Suho. He comes out of the room and walks off. He doesn't notice the duo in his anger and regret. It takes every ounce of his willpower to not go back inside and apologise, to say that he didn't mean any of it, to tell her to let him come back to her. He doesn't do any of them. Because he needs to get Han Seo Jun to stay away from her. But when it's okay for them to be friends again, will she ever forgive him? 

Unbeknownst to him, there is a girl behind him, seething in rage. Nara has no idea about his inner turmoil, so her violent tendencies are hayware, her whole body shakes in uncontrolled anger. Seo Jun is pulled out of his guilty trance when he feels her shaking. At first, he thought that he's too heavy for her but then he sees her face. It makes him gulp unconsciously and a chill goes from his neck to his back. She tries to get him to lean on the wall and planning to run over to Suho, who is almost out of the sight of the duo. Seo Jun pulls her back and holds her strongly. 

"Don't do this." 

"I won't be long. You won't be late. Surely, you can spray it yourself?" 

"No, I didn't mean it like that. You might kill him if you go after him now." 

She deadpans. "What's it to you? Don't you two hate each other?" 

He replies after clearing his throat awkwardly. "De. But I don't feel like helping you bury a body right now." She'll probably kill him first if he tries to explain now. 

Her eyes widen suddenly. "Jukyung-ah."

The duo enter the room to find Lim Jukyung teary eyed and dazed. She seats him on a bench and walks to her. She pulls her friend in to a tight hug. Jukyung starts crying  whole heartedly with hiccups in between. Seo Jun looks away awkwardly. To think it would have made her suffer this much, he understands that he shouldn't have dragged the girl into their fight. He feels guilty for the pain he brought to Jukyung. 

Jukyung stops crying soon. She feels too sad to be embarrassed about the situation. Does he really hate her? She wonders why he tried to be friendly with her in the first place, because pity is a very bad reason. She really didn't whine to him about her problems but he still found her irritating. Does her friends find her irritating too?

"-yung. Jukyung-ah?" 

"Ah! Nara-ah." 

"You don't have to cheer for them, you know? Just rest a bit." 

"No, its okay. I'm fine." Jukyung walks out in a daze but she doesn't forget to take her costume's head. Nara stares at her retreating figure worriedly. 

She looks back to find Han Seo Jun and finds him looking away awkwardly but of course, lazing around. 

"YA! Couldn't you get your leg sprayed?" She finds two bottles of those sprays on the top of the lockers and tries to reach them. She really hates not being as tall as those loud, brainless boys. Seo Jun notices her struggling and becomes way too happy than he should, understanding that she needs his help. He walks behind her and grabs one of the bottles. He glances down at her triumphantly, she was already looking at him. She takes it out of his hand. He notices the distance between them, they were both in each others personal space. He gulps and moves away from her casually. He sits down.