GIRLS ON TRACK || Ryeji

Chapter 79: Past Trauma

(Please listen to Rosé's GONE from the video above as you read)

Ryujin's P.O.V
August 28, 2005

Dear Diary,

I'm really fed up with this neighborhood! Every time we go out, people would call us names- very nasty and vulgar ones- and hurl rubbish at us from their ambush. Moreover, our basement windows would be stained with eggs and the door would be sprayed with graffiti depicting smutty images and curse words that we can't remove easily.

September 3, 2005

Dear Diary,

I'm literally trembling and crying right now. Why does Korea have to full of f**king homophobes? Don't they have hearts to consider us as human beings with feelings?

My hands balled up into fists, and I clutched the book tightly in anger as I eyed mom's tear stains on the yellow page.

Once I got back from my part time job today, I received many letters containing death threats and a box of dead rat from our mailbox, which was extremely blood-curdling to the extent that my hands became cold and my heart almost stopped beating. Suddenly, I got paranoid that something would happen to Lisa, so I scampered out of the house like a madwoman, preparing to search for her, not until I spotted her from a distance. Immediately when she was at arm's reach, I gasped because of the bandage that was compressed to her head. No matter the times she tried to reassure me by saying that she got hit by a rock that kids in the neighborhood were playing with, she couldn't convince me. Blood boiled inside me and I felt like avenging those kids for hurting my lover whether it was intentional or not. No one messes with my girl!

December 14, 2005

Dear Diary,

Gosh! To hell with the stupid married couple and their swine of a teenage son! That kid's only fifteen and he's already consuming alcohol? I wouldn't mind about it if it wasn't for that illiterate kid intentionally spilling the liquid in question on Lisa from the balcony, thus being an impediment to her who has an audition at a big entertainment company today- the one that is her long awaited moment in life. She told me that her professor at the university recommended her to the company because of her talents. I'm so proud of her.

Let's get back to the kid. After Lisa changed her alcohol-soaked clothes and I sent her off at the bus stop, I went back to where the kid was sneakily drinking soju, in order to admonish him for making my girlfriend run late to her audition. What made me more furious was when he tactlessly told me that he did that on purpose because his parents resented us for being sinners. Excuse me? If we were sinners, then you would be an underaged criminal who illegally drinks alcohol. Then, I wrested the bottle from his hold and smashed it against the wall, warning him not to cross us next time or he would pay for it.

You should've smashed that bottle against his head, not the wall. Can't I just travel back in time and teach that kid a lesson?

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I just came back from the police station.

WHAT DID YOU DO?

Well, I honestly did nothing to the kid other than warning him, but guess what?

Okay then.

I was working part time at a convenience store in the neighborhood, waiting for customers while strumming on my guitar to make a chord progression for my new song. Everything was so peaceful until the cops barged into the store, handcuffing me out of nowhere as if I were a criminal and heaving me to the station without my consent.