I LOVED. (K.MINJEONG)

Chapter 12: Confront

-The next day-

Y/N's P.O.V

“Yah! Y/N! You bitch! How dare you destroy my relationship?! Sleeping around!” A voice came right after a half empty milkshake cup hit me on the head.

I looked behind to see who said such a obnoxious thing and saw Wonyoung standing there with her friends.

And she had tears? In her eyes?

All I did was stand in the cafeteria with my friends.

-Flashback-

(Few hours ago in school)

I walked towards my class like I usually do but couldn't help but notice people keep stari g at me.

“So it is true? She really did that?” I heard a whisper in the crowd that spread across the corridor.

“She doesn't look like the kind though.”

“Pretty sure the three hot girls have been enchanted by her.”

“I wonder if what she has to offer. Aaaghh I'm jealous.”

“What is happening? I don't have. Good feeling about this.”

I walked over to a girl “Uhm excuse me... Can you guys explain?”

She had bleached hair that went to her shoulder blade and a very piercing look.

“Are you that clueless? Or is it not true?” She questioned me.

This weird interaction made me nervous and I felt a shiver down my spine. “Something doesn't feel right.”

“You'll find out soon, I guess. I don't think it's my position to tell you because I don't know the truth. I'm sorry.” She apologized turning back to her locker to get her books. She looked like she was guilty of something.

“That’s the dumbest thing I've heard all week.”

I was going to ask around but the bell rung and everyone hurried to their perspective classes, not giving me a chance to gen an answer to the absurdity I heard.

-End of flashback-

There she stood. With tears in her eyes.

“What ar-” Wonyoung’s bag hit me on my stomach causing me to fall to the ground and hit my elbows.

“You slept around with my ex, and now with my girlfriend? What is wrong with you?!” She screamed, making a scene near the cafeteria.

What the fuck is happening.

She knew a lot of people would be here to notice this.

Suddenly two pair of arms helped me get up on my feet again. Ryujin and Winter looked at Wonyoung with disgust in their eyes.

“E-excuse me miss, you need to s-stop.” Somi uttered while stuttering.

She was terrible with confrontation, but she still stood up for me. I looked at her and smiled to acknowledge her courage.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Winter shouted at her, demanding her to explain herself. Ryujin held me as I dusted the dirt off me.

“Winter, wait.” I walked and stood between Winter and Wonyoung, wanting her to continue.

“Y/N, she’s-” Ryujin got held back by Winter. She knows I don't like people meddling in my business.

“You’re sleeping with these two hot Girls as well, right? Or did you get back together with Winter? Couldn't resist her, Could you?” Wonyoung continued with the disgusting fabrication and it was only going to get worse.

Everyone’s jaw dropped and I could see tears build up in Somi’s eyes.

Well, I could feel them rising and almost escapingmy eyes.

“Jang Wonyoung, shut the fuck up.” Winter glared at her with pure rage in her eyes. It was enough to make someone get scared.

“So much for obsessing over your own ex. Move on, girl.” I gathered enough my courage to talk back.

“I don't think you have the right to say that. You wrecker.” A very baseless comment escaped her lips.

“See, she doesn't like you because of this behaviour. Stop bothering people who get close to her. You DON’T own her. Accept that she moved on, and do a self introspection. You're old enough to know when you're wrong.” I said as I crossed my arms against my chest, looking at her straight in the eyes, barely holding myself back from crying.

Need. To. Stay. Calm.

The crowd turned into a lot of oohs, until someone from Wonyoung’s side threw a coffee over me.

Darn it. My clothes. MY WHITE SHIRT.

“Winter left you because she doesn't like you anymore, what are you pretending? You became so boring and basic that she lost interest.” Wonyoung had the audicity to talk about my relationship.

I stood there. Still as a statue, unable to utter a word. All the struggle I did to hide it, stilk a small tear escaped my eyes. Finally.

It hurts.

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