Crimson Madness #1 ⚖️: Commencement || SVT CRIME AU

33: Lend a Hand

Nari's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, greeted by the sun that shone through the curtains. I sat up, only to feel a piercing headache that made me groan in pain as I held my head. I diverted my gaze at the clock which made realization hit me so hard.

7:34 AM

"Shit," I stumbled on my way to the bathroom where I took a quick shower. I dried my hair for a few minutes and proceeded on getting dress. I grabbed all my stuffs in my arms and opened the door, only to find Joshua standing with his fist raised.

"Was just about to wake you up," he responded.

"I'm late," I muttered as I walked past him.

"We thought you don't have school today so we kind of hesitated to wake you up," he said as we walked downstairs.

"It's fine, not your fault," I'm kind of pissed, but I know it's my fault.

***

Joshua had dropped me off to school and I was only five minute late. The good thing is that my professor is even late than me which bid me more time to take one last look at my notes before the recitation begins.

"You okay?" Mingyu asked as I slumped over the seat.

"Hangover,"

"Wait, you drank without me?!" He exclaimed.

"It was just at the house and it's just one whole bottle of wine," he chuckled.

"You really found some time to drink amidst these workloads," he added as he pointed at the files, scattered all over the desk. Right after our first subject, Mingyu and I headed here in the library to review a bit for the afternoon subject.

"Well, I needed to let it all out, otherwise I won't be able to go through these shits," I responded.

We all need some time to unwind, sometimes.

And also as far as I can remember, I had passed out and the last view I've seen was the lake. How'd I end up in bed, then? Seungcheol probably carried me to bed. Now, that I think about it. I wonder what'd I do when I was drunk-I hope I didn't something humiliating.

I don't even want to talk about it with him.

I hope he doesn't bring it up.

Mingyu stifles a sigh before leaning on his seat and staring at the ceiling as if he's daydreaming. "We'll be having a 5-month break before the result of the bar comes out,"

"I plan on traveling alone to unwind. And you? What would you do?" he asked as I proceeded to typing on my laptop.

"I don't know, probably travel—let's focus on this first and then think about traveling after the bar," I responded, not sparing him a glance.

Even if we have 5-months to wait, I still won't be able to rest because of the results. I am not sure whether I would pass or not which is why I am giving everything I've got to nail that bar.

Just a little bit more, Nari.

I am also quite pressured since both of my parents are lawyer, therefore some people expects me to nail the bar in just the first try. However, a cure for that pressure is my dad's reassurance. I remember him telling me one time that it's okay to fail, but what is not okay is not trying at all and just expecting a divine intervention to happen.