My Boy [under editing]

Ch. 11

MISS RIGHT

❝as if it's a puzzle, the overlapping heartbeat. 
we are still incomplete which is why we are perfect.❞ 
—monsta x, puzzle.

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

hyemi

"thanks," I softly said, looking at our interlocked hands. I woke up in the infirmary with a jungkook waiting for me. the nurse told me that I should return back home because my uniform was a little dirty and some parts were torn—it wasn't serious though.

I couldn't stop looking at him as he was staring at the window but gently he rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand. I smiled to myself, because I realised that my heart was beating fast for him again—I remembered our little date.

he helped me walk after we got off from the bus. "sorry," he muttered. I arched my brows, unsure why he was apologising, "it's all my fault, I didn't know chohee would return and," he paused to look at me, "if only I didn't like you but I've head over heels for you already, there's no turning back."

we stopped in front of my house and he finally released my hand, "thank you, jungkook. and no, it wasn't your fault. it's not like we can control our feelings, I just should've know where my lane is." we both nodded our head before I entered inside the gate and waved him one last goodbye.

as soon the door was opened, monghee appeared with worry written on her face, "what are you doing here so early?" she whispered to me with gritted teeth. "your parents are home, you'll be dead if they find out—"

"don't worry," I got inside the house and looked at the living room that was filled with noise, "hyeri is here, and even if she's not here, they wouldn't care." I walked away from here and went straight to my room, I felt tired, physically and emotionally.

I sat on the floor near to my bed as I leaned my back on the wall, hugging my knees. their voice were loud enough for me to hear them, they were talking about business trips and they kept on complimenting hyeri.

"how am I different from hyeri?" I asked myself, staring outside the window; it was like any normal day. it was neither sunny nor raining but rather it looked sad and empty. I reminisced my childhood years before mum remarried again.

we used to be such a happy family—me, hyeri, mum and dad. mum was the same though, she loved hyeri more, she would buy her anything for her but she would just give me worn out clothes and overused items. nevertheless, I was fine, I wasn't sad because dad was there for me.

he would tell me that mum was teaching me to never waste that she was teaching me to accept everything. at nights, I knew that dad scolded mum for treating me that way. he was my saviour, he was the reason why I was happy.

his silly old fashioned jokes would make me smile and I loved him so much that I felt my world ended after we heard that he died. my heart was crushed into million pieces and I was dying inside. mum was devastated but she also found a man after a couple of months after.

she got married to a single father, whom never even once liked me. he only liked hyeri, so he let her go to a prestigious school, he paid for her tuition and other lessons too. he taught her to be a modest lady which was why everyone adored her.

daehyun was father's son, he was taught to be modest as well but he was a little rough but still everyone admired him too. he was three years older than hyeri, but they were close to each other as he was always there to teach her. he was hyeri's superior in the company