Blue Flower (Boys Over Flowers Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Go Jun-Pyo, the leader of F4 and heir to Shinhwa Group, kissed me. Even now, I'm still in shock. And what did I do? I ran away.

Lying in bed, I traced my fingers over my lips. The feeling of his lips on mine was... intoxicating. Soft, sweet—like cotton candy. My cheeks flushed at the memory, and before I knew it, I buried my face in my pillow, letting out a muffled scream of happiness. If he kissed me, that had to mean something... right?

The next day, Jun-Hee explained that Ji-Hoo had visited Jun-Pyo. Whatever had been said in their private conversation, it clearly didn't end well. Now, Jun-Pyo was standing in front of the headmaster, demanding that Ji-Hoo and Jan-Di be expelled.

It was ridiculous.

I stood behind Woo-Bin, watching the scene unfold. The headmaster looked like he was about to break into a cold sweat—probably terrified that his job was on the line.

And then, our savior arrived.

Jun-Hee grabbed Jun-Pyo by the ear, cutting him off mid-rant, and offered the headmaster a polite apology. Without another word, she motioned for all of us to leave, and we followed her outside.

"You guys need to sort out this love triangle," Jun-Hee said bluntly, eyeing both Jun-Pyo and Ji-Hoo, who were still glaring at each other.

Before I could even react to her words, Yi-Jung stepped beside me and gently grabbed my wrist.

"Let's talk," he said.

I hesitated, then nodded. Maybe it was better to step away from the mess and deal with my own problems first.

We walked a short distance before stopping. I folded my arms, watching Yi-Jung's expression shift into something more serious.

"So? What did you want to talk about?" I asked.

"I wanted to apologize." He exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Ga-Eul confessed to me that day. I'm sorry you had to see that. I never meant to hurt you, Sora. I didn't want things to turn out this way."

I sighed, my shoulders relaxing. When Ga-Eul had asked me if I liked Yi-Jung, I should have just told the truth. Maybe things would've been different.

"I forgive you, Yi-Jung," I said softly. None of this was his fault. It just... happened.

But then, his next words caught me off guard.

"I rejected Ga-Eul because I like you, Sora," he admitted. "And I won't give up. Not until I know who truly holds your heart."

I froze.

My heart skipped a beat—then another.

I thought I had moved on from Yi-Jung. But here he was, pulling me right back in. And with Jun-Pyo thrown into the mix, things were only getting more complicated.

We rejoined the others just in time to hear the resolution to the argument.

A horse race.

Ji-Hoo, naturally, was confident—this was his area of expertise, after all. Meanwhile, Jun-Pyo, stubborn as ever, practiced relentlessly.

The day of the race, the Shinhwa students gathered at the equestrian center, all eager to see who would win. Most people placed their bets on Ji-Hoo, knowing his skills, but Jun-Pyo refused to back down.

The race started in the indoor arena before moving outside. I stood beside Jun-Hee, watching the competition unfold.

"I must say, this is a refreshing sight," I commented.

Jun-Hee smirked. "I thought so too."

But then, something felt... wrong.

"The horse," I murmured, narrowing my eyes. "Is it sick?"

Jun-Pyo's sleek black stallion looked exhausted. Only a handful of people would notice, and I was one of them.

"Jun-Pyo's overworked him," Jun-Hee confirmed grimly. "If he keeps pushing, the horse won't be able to run anymore. Once it collapses, they'll discard it."

My heart clenched.

I wouldn't let that happen.

Without a second thought, I ripped off my blazer and sprinted onto the track.

Gasps erupted from the crowd.

"Sora!" Woo-Bin shouted, but I was already too far gone.

My legs burned as I ran, desperate to catch up. "Jun-Pyo! Stop!"

Both men turned toward me in shock.

"Get off the track, Sora!" Jun-Pyo barked.

"You need to stop your horse!" I screamed, my voice straining. "He's losing coordination—you're going to kill him!"

I wasn't sure what came over me, but there was only one way to stop this madness.

I stepped directly into their path, arms outstretched.

There were only two possible outcomes—one, I'd get severely injured, or two, I'd end up in the hospital. Neither option was ideal, but I refused to watch that poor horse suffer any longer.

Time seemed to slow.

Ji-Hoo's horse skidded to an abrupt halt. But Jun-Pyo's was out of control.

I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for impact.

But instead of getting trampled, I felt strong arms wrap around me.

With a forceful shove, I was knocked to the side, landing on top of someone.

"Ji-Hoo!" I gasped, quickly scrambling off him.

Jun-Pyo finally managed to regain control of his horse and rushed over.

"Are you okay?" I asked Ji-Hoo urgently.

He gave me a reassuring nod. "I'm fine. What about you?"

I nodded in return, still catching my breath. Ji-Hoo understood why I did it. He had noticed the horse's exhaustion too.

But Jun-Pyo? He was furious.

"What the hell, Sora?!" His voice thundered through the field. "You could have been hurt!"

"That horse is exhausted, Jun-Pyo," I shot back, pointing at the struggling animal. "You probably couldn't tell, but I could. You pushed him to his limit."

Jun-Pyo opened his mouth to argue, but the serious expression on my face shut him up.

"Sora's right," Jun-Hee cut in as she approached with Woo-Bin and Yi-Jung. "Because of this, we'll have to settle the fight another way."

I barely noticed Woo-Bin looking at me in admiration or Yi-Jung's captivated gaze.

Because all I could think about was how far this fight had gone.

All because of one woman.