Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

The shift was sudden. Just yesterday, the school board was filled with posts attacking Jan-Di. Now, those same students had turned their hate toward Min-Ji. The entire board was plastered with pictures of her before plastic surgery.

As we passed through the crowded hallway, Miranda approached us with a fake look of concern.

"I hope she didn't hurt you too badly," she said sweetly, but I could hear the venom behind her words.

I clenched my fists. Miranda had been part of the problem, standing on the sidelines, enjoying our suffering, yet now she had the audacity to place all the blame on Min-Ji. I glanced at Jan-Di, who was thinking the same thing. Without a word, she crumpled one of the pictures in her hand.

"Don't act like you're a saint," I said coldly, looking Miranda straight in the eye. "You got your appearance fixed too."

With that, we walked away, ignoring her stunned silence.

As we turned the corner, I saw Min-Ji sitting alone on the staircase, crying. The sight of her—someone who once stood beside us, now broken—made my heart ache. But when we approached, she wiped her tears away and straightened her posture.

"I won't say sorry," she whispered, her voice trembling but defiant.

Jan-Di didn't hesitate. She slapped Min-Ji across the face. The sound echoed through the empty corridor.

Min-Ji clenched her fists, but she didn't retaliate. She had expected this. We were supposed to be best friends, but love had come between us. This was the end of what we once had.

I reached out, wiping a stray tear from her cheek with my thumb. When I met her eyes, I saw it—the pain of betrayal, the realization that nothing could be repaired. She was like a shattered mirror, impossible to piece back together.

"Take care of yourself, Min-Ji."

There were no more words left to say.

As we walked away, Jan-Di's face was tense with emotion. I threw an arm around her shoulders, trying to lighten the mood.

"Let's go to karaoke after school," I suggested with a smile.

She exhaled sharply before giving me a small, grateful grin. "Sounds good."

One problem was resolved, thanks to F2's help. But school wasn't over yet, and surprises were waiting.

We were called into the F4 lounge. Jan-Di looked exhausted just from the idea of seeing Jun-Pyo again. But this wasn't about him.

It was about Ji-Hoo.

He had returned from France.

As soon as we stepped inside, I felt Jan-Di freeze beside me. Her eyes widened, her breath hitched, and before anyone could say a word, she ran to Ji-Hoo, throwing her arms around him.

He hugged her back, a small smile playing on his lips.

I watched silently, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in my chest. Was she still in love with him? Would she ever truly give Jun-Pyo a chance?

A movement caught my eye. Yi-Jung was watching me. No, staring—like a predator eyeing its prey. My throat went dry, but I quickly looked away.

For a moment, I had thought everything was finally falling into place with F4 back together. But something told me that wasn't the case at all.

"Wait—what?"

I blinked at Woo-Bin, who had appeared at my house unannounced, grinning like he had just delivered the best news of the century.