The Boy Next Door

14.

"Girls am I interrupting your conversation?" my teacher says from right beside me making me yelp.

"Ah! I mean no. Continue your lecture, I'm so sorry for interrupting the lesson." I say while bowing and making Namjin bow as well.

"I called you two many times and you didn't respond. What were you speaking about that was so important?" she interrogates.

"Uh nothing Ms. Yoo. We're super sorry." Namjin says loudly. I watch as Ms. Jang tilts her head and leans into me while sniffing my jacket.

"Why do you smell like alcohol?" she says with a more concerned look now.

"But I'm not wearing the same clothes and I put perfume..." I say a little too loudly while sniffing myself as well.

"Ms. Jang!! We are terribly sorry! We deserve to die! And she is going through things please excuse- Ow! see! She abuses me!" Namjin says while I slam my palm into her shoulder. This girl is definitely mental.

Some students in the class laugh and of course everyone is staring. I hide my face in my hair and turn to Heeseung's direction and see him staring directly at me as we make eye contact.

I stare at his face and see his cheek with a bruise and a cut on his hand. I fall deep into my thoughts and remember I have to look away now so I look back to Namjin who's arguing with the teacher.

"Song Namjin! Stop your blabbering and focus on the assignment information, okay?" Ms. Jang says before walking off back to her podium. Thank god she left.

We get the information and we finish the lecture with some dirty looks from the professor and some students.

"Namjin wait here for a second." I say to her right outside the classroom, leaving her with the left over drinks. I walk back inside and I walk to Heeseung who's sitting with his head down, probably sleeping.

I tap his shoulder and the second he lifts his head up, I regret coming here. I look at his dark brown orbs and realize how difficult it was without him even for a day.

I watch as he slowly realizes who I am and stands up slowly while rubbing his eyes. I stare at his puffy eyes and bloated face in regret and remorse to myself.

"I- No. I shouldn't be here. I'm sorry." I say quickly, trying to run away from the situation I caused.

"No stay, please." Heeseung says while grabbing my wrist.

"I-I just wanted ask how you got that bruise..." I say quietly now. I've always been so loud, why am I so quiet now?

"Ah. It's my dad again. But are you going to act like nothing happened a day ago?" he confronts. I bite my lip to prevent myself from crying right here. Right now.

I don't say anything because if I open my mouth I won't be able to stop my worries from pouring out. Your dad hit you again? Did you treat it? Did you eat? I can't say any of these things anymore.

"I'm gonna go..." I manage to utter with dying right here in front of him. Before I can even move I feel his warm arms wrapping around me and tighten. I stand in shock of Heeseung hugging me so randomly.

"Chaewon, I can't live without you. It hurts a lot how your perfectly fine without me, and maybe I'm just the clingy one." he says while his voice starts cracking and my heart is cracking as well.

I can't even tell him how much I'm not fine. I'm not okay. I can't complain to him, when he's the only one who listens. Who I don't feel like I have to show my best to. I don't even have that anymore.

Without speaking I push him off and quickly walk off so I don't cry in front of him. This was no use anyway, since I'm already in tears just a couple steps out the door where Namjin is.

"Oh poor baby." Namjin says empathetically while hugging me where I fully break down. I cry in her shoulders until people start whispering from around me. I feel eyes on my back making even more anxious.

"What the fuck are you guys looking at?" I hear Jay's voice say from afar. I lift my head slightly off of Namjin's shoulder and see Jay walking towards us.

"Yea keep walking." I hear Jay yell to everyone. I feel his hand on my back, empathetically patting it. Minwoo's furious face keeps popping up in my hand so I look up to Jay and pull his hand off.

"Jay, it's Heeseung. Please go comfort him not me. I don't deserve it." I say while pointing in the lecture room.

"Chaewon are you sure? Your just as important." he says making me give him the best smile I can right now.

"Y-Yes. Please." I say while sending him off.

"If anyone even fucking looks at them I'll kill you." Jay says before walking into the lecture room.

"Chaewon, do you want to go home? I'll take you. I don't have classes anyway." Namjin says making me nod after a while. We walk to her car and I hide my face the whole way with my hands.

I take the drinks from Namjin's hands since I'm already such a burden. We walk to the front of the university and before we can reach the parking lot a bunch of black cars pulling up to where we are, surrounding a red sports car.

I tilt my head at the sight of this and see a bunch of men wearing black suits come out of the black cars and running towards the red sports car.

They open the door for the red sports car and the man owning the car comes out.

"Oh fuck." I say realizing who it is. I watch as Heeseung's father comes out of the car, being greeted by many workers and body guards.

"Mr. Lee?" I say while pushing a body guard to the side to see him clearer. I get pushed by some body guards to the side to make way for him.

"Stop. Let her pass." he says making the body guards stop at once and send some mean glances my way.

"Mr. Lee what are you doing here?" I ask while bowing to him since he's my elder.

"Oh you didn't know? I am a investor in this university. I'm here to meet the CEO today for some tea." he says while chuckling. It's fascinating how this man can be so two faced. He's a alcoholic who loves to play around with women, but now, he's a rich business man. I'm impressed.

"Not to mention, he is the biggest investor and supporter of this company." his secretary adds while laughing with him. What is so funny...

"Ah okay. Well have a great time here too." I say while bowing. I try to walk away before I feel a large hand on my wrist making me jump up inside.

"Oh sorry but, where is Heeseung?" he says while not letting go of my wrist. I smile brightly since he has to save his image and laugh.

"Uhm he must have a class or-" I get cut off by some deep yelling from afar.

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