Overshadowed || Han Jisung

9

When I arrived to dance, I was bombarded by a hug from my sister. I just gave her a blank stare, hoping to conceal all of my emotions.

"What the hell were you thinking!?! Mom and dad are pissed and are actually sending you off to bootcamp! You know how much more miserable you'll be there?"

So they really went and did it..

"How much time do I have left?" I questioned, watching her face drop with shock.

"Do you really not care-"

"How much?"

She sighed, looking away to try and calm herself. "A month. I can't save you now. You did this to yourself."

"I didn't ask you to save me." I snapped, walking passed her and to my spot. Jisung came over to stretch next to me, not letting me push him away.

  "You shouldn't be so distant with her. She doesn't deserve this."

  I gave the boy an angry, wide eyed look. His expression didn't falter one bit, taking me back as he raised his brows. "I'm not saying you have to forgive her, just don't be so harsh."

   "Why are you still back here, go up to your spot." I snapped.

  He wiggled his body, pretending to get comfortable. "I told the teacher I'll be dancing back here today."

  The teacher arrived and got right into it. He began teaching the choreo for today, surprising me with how simple it was.

  Jisung picked it up almost instantly, then turning his attention towards me. He began pointing out the few things I lacked, pissing me off. He told me how to fix it, bugging me until I did.

  At one point, he pushed my arm down due to lack of placement, poking me in the side and making me giggle. That became his method every time I did something wrong.

  Before I knew it, class was over.

  "Practice and add your own endings, see you guys on Monday!"

  I went to walk away, getting stopped by Jisung. He held me in place as Yuriko walked up to us. "Come home and apologize, please Mori."

  Way to get right to the point

  "Go with her." Jisung spoke in a stern voice. As I shook my head, he turned to face me. "I'm not going back on my word, I said 'one more day', didn't I? Meet me back here tonight to work on this dance project and we can talk about what to do."

He placed a hand on my shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. "Have a long talk with her, tell her how you've been feeling. No one wants to constantly fight. Or don't, I can't and won't try to control you, that's just my advice."

"Fine.. I'll go back.. but I am not apologizing to anyone for anything."

"Don't make anything worse." The boy sighed, patting my head before retracting his hand. I cursed at him, causing the two to lightly chuckle.

I stomped off. I waited by Yurikos car, avoiding her eyes as she walked up and unlocked it.

The whole car ride was silent. I refused to talk to her, unsure I could even handle it without crying.

Not even five seconds after entering the house, a hard slap was landed across my cheek. I sucked in my words, staying still until my mother spoke.

"How dare you make a mockery of us!?! You pushed your father over the edge and now look where you've landed yourself!! That bootcamp is a year long, Moriko!"

I slightly bowed my head, not doing or saying anything further.

"Go to your room, you're father doesn't want to see you. I'll have your sister or Ms Ha bring your dinner up to you." She huffed, dramatically walking towards her bedroom. Yuriko gave me a pityful look, inspecting my cheek. "Are you okay?"

I just nodded and walked towards my room. I motioned her to follow me in, seeing a small smile crawl onto her face. I sighed as the door shut, dragging my feet to sit at my desk.

She sat on my bed silently, waiting for me to initiate the conversation. "I-i am s-s-sorry.." she stuttered.

"All you did was not tell me that you had a boyfriend. I should be the one who's sorry... I've been horrible to you." I mumbled, avoiding her eyes. After glancing at her through the mirror, I had to look away at the sight of her watering eyes.

"I haven't been checking on you as much as I used to, I should have been there for you. You look so small and sick, I'm not stupid. I know you've been eating less, if at all. I was to caught up in school and classes and my dating life that I didn't realize you were miserable. I knew you weren't happy, but not to this extent. I'm sorry, Mori. I really am." She dried her eyes with her shirt, getting ahold of her breath.

I also had to dry my eyes, trying to compose myself before looking her direction.

If I hug her..

She'll realize just how small I've become

I lifted myself with a deep breath, holding my arms out.

  It doesn't matter

She'll find out,

Sooner or later

She wasted no time running up for the hug, sobbing into my shoulder. I felt her body react to the realization, her arms squeezing around me tighter. "I'm s-so sorry."

  A single tear made its way down my cheek. "It's okay, I'm sorry too."

  "Jisung texted me last night that you were safely sleeping. If not for him, I wouldn't have slept at all. Next time, just at least tell me you are safe." She huffed in frustration. I shamefully nodded, apologizing to her once again.

  "I'll bring up your dinner, please eat some. I'll drive you to meet up with Jisung at the school." She smiled.

  As much as I valued the offer, I declined. "I go out at like two am. Don't waste time that you could be sleeping on driving."

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