Miratackle Academy || Beomgyu x Reader

Chapter 15

"Fine," Yeonjun confessed, "I knew."

My face became red, "So you used the spell against me?"

"You haven't been abandoned before!" he protested.

"You hurt him!" I exclaimed.

"You hurt me!" he shouted.

"This is golden," Chunha smiled.

"What?" Yeonjun faced her, "You like watching girls repeating your actions?"

"You deserve it," she said, "Using that stupid spell against me because you didn't think I was genuine."

"Well," Yeonjun scoffed, "They weren't."

"You must have a death wish, huh?" she shook her fist.

"Guys!" Soobin shouted, "Let's not argue in the cafeteria!"

"Stay out of this!" Yeonjun and Chunha said together.

Without saying a word, I rose from the table and headed towards the window. I felt my blood boiling and like I was going to cry. The view was the dandelion field. That's exactly where I was going to go, too. I didn't feel like going to the club I forgot the name of.

There was an early release today. Lunch and then freedom. Ignoring Soobin, Yeonjun, and Chunha asking where I was going, I headed out of the cafeteria and into the hall. Luckily none of them weren't coming after me. 

Down the hall and to the right was the exit of the school. Or at least the back way. That's where I headed and began to run stepping outside. The seeds flew everywhere as I ran in the field. It was calming somehow. The further I went, the better.

After a bit of running, I stopped to catch my breath. I finally had reached the top of the field that was on a hill. The field reminded me of the top of a white-headed old person. Who's grandfather's head was I standing on? Sunwoo's?

"Sunwoo," I mumbled.

Sunwoo would've loved this view. He was the type to love any natural scene. I wished that he were here standing beside me. I wanted to know how he was these days. Our last conversation was awkward. I didn't wanna leave off of that memory.

If we were to never see each other again, I'd rather it be embarrassing or funny. Something happy would be best. He was going to major in cosmetology. Doing hair was just always something he'd love. Especially mine. There was even a time he messed it up so bad that I had to cut my hair shorter.

We always laughed when he messed up, but he took it to learn with. My mother and father would be so mad--well, more my mother. My dad would usually laugh it off. I never cared the way it looked because he was my friend. That was okay for me.

Now how would it be? Embarrassing? I wished to know how he would react to messing up now. Or if he would ever do my hair again. Just like old times. Even if it was for old times. Either way, I really missed him. As if he were family.

I finally decided to sit down. My legs were aching from the traveling up here. My breath seemed just as heavy as Beomgyu's, but with life in me. Was I selfish for thinking about that? Probably so. I sighed as I looked up at the sky.

How were my parents? Did they miss me? They acted so happy to see me during Chuseok. I was glad to see them. I couldn't wait to see them again. Christmas should be coming sooner. That's the next time I get off. It'd be a week off.

What would I get them? A card about how much I love them? Or make something? What did they even like these days? I acted as if they changed so much within the few weeks I've been away. After all, I for sure changed. However, I wasn't sure if it was for the better or worse.