Chaewon
"Hi" I called out.
She was sitting at a wooden long chair, looking far away when I found her at the back porch. "Oh. Hi" she greeted back, a little startled.
Limping my way at the small stair up, I tried to keep a straight face. I can feel all the wounds from my lower body again. The walking I think made it look like that. I feel like a grandma.
As I settled beside her, I unconsciously let out a heavy sigh. I looked at her but she immediately turn her head away.
Silence and Minju was very different. And by looking at her right now, I know she won't talk unless I made her to. Everything that I knew about her was little and I only know her just how I see her and the information I got from those people about her was something I don't expect at all. I don't want to judge her. That's why I decided to just ask her myself.
But how do I start this? She's sitting beside me now and no ones here. This is a good timing to have that kind of conversation. But I'm still afraid about where to start. I need a good start so I won't scare her off like before.
"You haven't eat your lunch" That's good right?
I saw her frown more. I panicked. Fuck.
She nods lazily. I just stare at her. "How are you?" She questioned.
I blink. That's a progress. "Ummm.. fine" I said shortly. Aside from the bruises and cuts, I'm fine, I guess. But honestly, knowing that the high schoolers are safe, I'm alive and she's safe, then I'm fine.
She slowly turned to me, staring back. "You sure?".
Wow.
Is it possible that she gets more attractive? I just really found her so beautiful, right now. I don't know that I need to get beaten up beforehand.
"Hmm?" she hums, making me slides back to reality. Her face is too distracting. "Uhh.. yeah. You guys are safe now. I'm fine" I replied, giving her a little smile.
What?
She smiles back. Her eyes hiding, then she pouts. Yah yah yah don't. "What?" I asked, lowkey struggling to not focus on her lips.
I looked away, not trying to be a creep or something. I needed to breathe. "I'm sorry" she whispered. "That's my fault, isn't it?" she said looking down while fiddling with her fingers.
"That's stupid.."
Her head snapped up. ".. whether they knew you or not. They'll still do it" I said. She shouldn't blame herself on it. I don't know what actually happened after I passed out but by the looks of it something happened to make her act this way.
"What did he say about me?" she asked locking her eyes at me.
My jaw tightened remembering what that shit said. She doesn't need to know a single bit of it. She knew it. The way she looks at me right now made it obvious. She's just challenging me and how I think about her now.
It flips down my mood to realize that she mentioned that guy in particular. It boils my insides. She doesn't deserve every bit of whatever she have been through.
I gulped, trying hard to calm myself. I need to get out this topic. I don't want her to go back from her past.
However, I can't pin point where to focus right now. Is it possible? that the longer you look at someone you'd find them more beautiful. Because if it isn't true then maybe I'm getting high.
Too beautiful.. she's just too beautiful at the moment.
"It doesn't matter" I said shortly. She looked away. She's probably troubled. And me not giving her the answers surely added to what she's thinking right now. But how? I don't even know enough too.
