𝖠𝗅𝗀𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗈𝖻𝗂𝖺 (𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖩𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀)

𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

Iseul fidget her fingers dialing Jisung's number again. Like what happened to her first attempts, the man did not answer. "Hey, won't you answer? Why did you let school? Why didn't you tell me?" She records before pressing send. "If you don't reply by tomorrow, let's end this!" She threatened.

Next day went by fast and there's no respond by Jisung. In anger, she hesitantly deleted Jisung's number. Shutting her phone, she open the slot for her card. Breaking it into pieces she exit the house. "Where are you going?" Mark ask making Jaemin look up from his phone. "None of your business" She approach the gate walking to the nearest store she could see.

Pulling one new card, she grab a beverage before going to the cashier. Handing her card, she grab the bag going out to sit. Sitting on the chair outside, she unsealed her beverage sipping it. "I knew I found someone familiar" She look up seeing Yangyang. "What are you doing here?" She ask while the man sit on empty chair in front of her. "I live here, I should be asking why you're here. You're from Seoul, so why?"

"Shit happens" She rolls her eyes. "Is that so? Which University do you attend?" Yangyang grip on the beverage on his hand. "Is that alcohol?" She ask out of curiosity. "Damn. You're 17,stop it" Yangyang snaps. "You're not that older than me, stop it" She snaps back. "At least I'm not minor. Anyways, if you want, go to the party. Later at 9pm to 3am. Minors are not allowed but we could let you in. Haechan and Renjun is coming"

"Lies. They're at Seoul right now" She fights. "Oh, really? They said they'll come with Jeno too" Yangyang raise a brow. "Ah! Jisung, contact him too. We last gather when we were in Junior. We should at least see each other" Yangyang adds. "I have no contact with Jisung and I won't come to whatever you're planning" She nags. "You won't come? Why? Give me reasons"

"One, if I come my Mom will kill me. Two, you inviting me there means I won't see you the whole cause you'll be busy pouring yourself the drink you're holding. Three, you're a part time frat boy. I can't trust you" She listed everything. "Wow! You're so bad at making excuses. You're 17 and even if you're minor, you can go out. Stop isolating yourself, have fun and enjoy your youth. You're so damn boring"

"I'm not boring. I just want to live"

"A~ consuming alcohol means you want to die? Do you know what's our difference? I enjoy my life and you don't. You rarely have the opportunity and you just let it go" Yangyang stood up. "I'm going. See you if I see you, Cho Iseul" The man adds. "And, party happens every week and every Saturday. Same time, same place. You know it. Just hit me up and you can go"

Iseul returns back home opening her phone right away. No messages from Jisung even after she spam the man nonstop. Placing her new card number in, she left her phone on the dining table going up to her room to get her stuffs.

"What are you doing?" She halts facing Jaemin. "You haven't left?" She ask back. "I'm leaving tomorrow, I have a party to attend. You don't know? CultTech" Jaemin states. "Yangyang?" Jaemin nods as reply. "I won't go" She run down the stairs. Jaemin sprint after her following her down.

"Jaemin, which University should I go to?" She ask the man for suggestion. "I don't know. Why don't you try the place where Yangyang attends to? I'm transferring there. It will be great to know someone" Jaemin explains. "It's annoying to see Yangyang once, how can I do it everyday?" She sighs. "Well, you can go find one yourself which is impossible"

"I'm going. I have a party to attend"

"I thought you're a good boy!" She shouts rolling her eyes. "I am and besides, I'm just having fun. Unlike someone" Jaemin walk up to the second floor. "I'm not a sore loser!" She shouts. "I never said you are but I'm glad you know!" The man shouts back. "I'll kill you!"

A year and a month passes by so fast. Iseul has finish setting up all her needs for University. She had no choice but to attend the same place Yangyang and Jaemin would attended. Talking about unlucky.

"Move" She glares at the chest on her face. Without seeing the owner, she know already who it is. The same strong perfume she smelt at the convenience store. "I'm glad you decided to come here, little Iseul" Yangyang bend down on her level. "I'm not. Move" She shove the man out of her way. "Come on, we're even classmates" Yangyang throw an arm around her. The man was fast to strangle her.

"Let go!" She step on the man's foot. "Ow!"Yangyang yelp letting go of her. "You should know when to mess with me" She flip her hair walking first. "Who would get scared of a 4'9?" The man trail after her. "Oh, really? 2 inches?" She fights back. "How did you know?!" Yangyang loudly claims covering his mouth. "I was keeping it a secret"

"You're disgusting"

Pushing the man off of her, again, she enter the classroom. The room was quiet and students were scattered everywhere. Going up on top, she put her bag on the table sliding to the center of the tenth seater row. "Let me sit here" Yangyang sat beside her. "Won't you leave me alone?" She sighs. "I'm lonely. Jaemin hasn't arrived yet"

"I'm here"
"He's here"

She and Jaemin said in the same time. "Now leave" She face Yangyang. "I did not said I'll leave when he arrives" Yangyang interjected as Jaemin sat beside Himalaya. 8"Three is better than one. Why so hot headed Iseul?" Jaemin mumbles taking out his stuffs. She just sighs taking the out her books and pens.

"That Professor Hwang is annoying" Yangyang mumbles while all three of them exit the hall finish their first period. "He looks like a pervert too" Jaemin adds. Iseul wordlessly walk over to her locker unlocking it. As she opens the door, multiple letters flow out. "Wow. Our little Iseul is famous?" Yangyang claims. "Shut up" She gather all the letters throwing it in the bin.

"It smells weird, doesn't it?" Iseul ask smelling the dish serve to them again. "Now that you say it, it does" Yangyang let go of his utensils. "I'll see you when I see you" And the man left to wherever. "Are you gonna keep eating that? Don't, you said it smells weird" Jaemin turn to her. As Iseul was about to say another word, Jaemin's phone ring.

"I'm going!" The man stood up. "What happened?" She trail after the man. "Chenle and Renjun were hospitalized. Come" Jaemin grip on her arm softly dragging her to his car. She enter the car while Jaemin run to the other side.

With every meters of the car moving, her heart beat accelerated. She was nervous. She is nervous. Her heart was beating so heavy and fast. And her chest were so heavy. "Are we there yet?" She fidget her finger. "In 10" She hastily open her phone dialing Haechan's number. Her call went on ringing, indicating that no one is answering her call.

Iseul could not think of any reason why and what would be the cost of Renjun and Chenle's accident. She has no clue. And she could not think of anything, her mind was blank. Tho none of them was talking and letting out a word, she knew Jaemin is as nervous as her.

Rushing in the hospital, she and Jaemin burst in the room. "Hey, what happened?" Jaemin pant, his chest moving up and down. Iseul's eyes went to Renjun who was lying on the bed, not saying a word. Walking over to the man, she place her bag down. "Renjun" She calls. "I'm fine. I'm glad I was out when it happened" Renjun sat up. "The dormitory collapse" Haechan said.

"Thank God we were outside when it collapses but...the accident reach us" Haechan push his hair back. "Chenle? How about him?" She ask rubbing her palm together. "Still in the surgery. It's not that bad but he's in the surgery" The man answers. "I knew that goddamn dormitory isn't as trusty as it looks. It's been only a year since it was build and it collapses already. With what happened, I think the University will permanently close"

"What happened?!" Jeno burst in. "Oh. It's not that bad but, where's Chenle?" Jeno adds. "In the surgery" Haechan answers. "You came alone? Jisung?" Jaemin softly asks. "Why would he come? Damn it." Renjun said, mad. Iseul's heart beat quicken at the mention of Jisung. She never she would hear a thing about Jisung again. Not after 12 or more than 12 months.

"I came, sorry for being late"