'God will forgive you.'- that's what they told them. 'God doesn't exist.'- that's what Seulgi believed. But nobody cared what Seulgi believed in. She was the sinner- so she had to obey. That were the principles her school followed.
The Lakeland Girl...
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Seulgi's POV:
She got pressed against the wall, then bumped into other students. Screams appeared through the howling of the sirens, others tried to get out of the mass of students.
Seulgi grinned. She loved the view. The angst that was written in their faces, the endless fear of death that got reflected in their eyes. She crossed her arms and let herself flow with the mass. It was pure chaos.
The sprinklers above them covered them with cold water that felt like heavy rain. Her hair became felty and wet, just like her uniform. Some students stumbled and fell, others slipped and caused a domino-effect.
Seulgi laughed at them. It looked so hilarious. She would pay a hundred bucks to get a film of the spectacle, two-hundred if she could get an extra clip of Winter getting smashed at the wall.
As the sirens appeared again, she felt like leaving this place. Of course, it was nice to watch, but she still got a mission to fulfill. And she highly doubted that no authority would turn off the alarm in the next ten minutes.
In the chaos, she started to sprint down the corridor to the atrium, leaving the others behind her. That some girls were following her but slipped and fell due to a puddle didn't care her at all, it was rather funny than concerning.
The atrium looked like a big washing machine with all the small rivulets. The staircase was more like a mini waterfall, it at least looked pretty cool. She stopped in front of the statue and looked at the ceiling, facing each camera once.
"You fucking bitches will never catch me", she screamed and showed them the middle finger. The joy took control over her and she danced in the rain, making a pirouette and a jump. She loved it.
The mess they had caused. The angst they had summoned. That had been the real fun. She grinned and stack out her tongue once more before leaving the atrium. Out of the corner of her eye, she recognized two persons, watching her. And following her.
She hastily went downstairs, sliding down the railing for the last five stairs. A triumph-howl escaped her from time to time that got overplayed by the loud sirens. Seulgi ran down the narrowed corridor, knowing exactly where to go.
She reached the laundry room a minute later and broke through the door. Since nobody cared to lock it, she could easily enter it without a key. The piles of clothes still existed, just that Ryujin apparently hadn't cared about washing at least a bit of them.
Now, they got cleaned by the sprinklers. How genius Seulgi had been...
She paved her way through the sea of laundry and grabbed the detergent randomly. She drained the whole content over the clothes, watching how small bubbles grew. 'Have fun with that', she thought and chuckled maliciously.
