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MANY teenagers waited for the bell to dismiss them so they could finally go home, to rest, to do whatever they please. For others, school was the only safe place when home was absolute hell.
Moonbyul was part of the second category.
She walked slowly in the hallway, shoulders slumped, with Wonyoung by her side, the tense silence between them was making her feel uneasy.
"Byul are you. . . are you sure you don't want to stay at my place today?" Wonyoung mumbled and Moonbyul sighed profoundly. No matter how much Wonyoung denied it, she still felt like a weight on her shoulders.
"I'll be okay, Sunghoon is going to be home all day" Wonyoung nodded hesitantly and Moonbyul stopped at her locker for one last time that day to grab a couple of things she needed.
It seemed like her locker had turned into a surprise box. This time she found a yellow rose inside, along with a letter folded neatly.
"Oh. . . my God" The two girls gawked at the flower, as if unable to process what they were seeing.
Just who would do that?
Moonbyul closed the locker, placing her forehead against it. "Wonyoung please tell me I saw that right"
