Scar Like Memories 상처 같은 추억 (EXO Xiumin, BTS Jin, Red Velvet Irene, Wendy)

Four

Irene's POV

I gave up on looking for Tiffany. So, I just ended up going back to class. And boy I didn't know what to say.

Wendy and Tiffany were talking.

And there was another girl with them. I assumed it was Ailee since she sat beside my place.

I grabbed Tiffany's arm. She seemed so shock. Wendy seemed puzzled by my sudden reaction.

"Fany," I said. "What are you doing here? I thought you're at America. I even remember the case where Krystal's phone was hacked by Luhan. You told us you were in America!"

"Sorry," said Tiffany. "We had to lie. We were really planning on going there, but we were just afraid of—"

"We?" I repeated. "What do you mean we? The others are here too? Do you guys even realize you guys are still in danger?"

"I'm sorry," Ailee interrupted. "But this isn't a place where you can mock someone out loud."

I didn't know why she seemed so pissed. But Tiffany took that opportunity to run away.

I just sat down beside Ailee, awkwardly. According to Wendy, she was one of the best students in class.

Wendy's POV

During class, Ailee passed me a note. The teacher was sleeping, so I just took it at ease.

Meet us after school at the cafeteria. And don't tell the girl Irene about this.

Weirdly, she wrote it in English. I just felt as if it was a necessity to tell Irene about it, but oh well.

I went to the cafeteria as said, and just sat there awkwardly. It wasn't as awkward since Tiffany was there.

"So," said the guy named Eric. "Wendy, we want you to join us."

"Join you?" I said. "What do you guys do? Is it important to do so?"

"Yes," said the guy named Jackson Wang. "You know, before we came here, we were all bullied. By Koreans. They hated foreigners. But we have something that they don't have. The ability to speak English. Their English sucks, let's face it. So join us."

"Uhh guys," I said. "I think I need time to think about this weird request."

I bumped into Xiumin. He was frustrated, but I couldn't read his mind like Krystal could.

"Xiumin," I said. "I-Is something wrong? You could share it with me, if you want."

"You wouldn't understand," said Xiumin. "Since you're related to that hot head, you'll probably say I'm selfish—"

I hugged him. Then, I felt him relax a bit. I knew he only thought that hug as a 'friendly' kind of hug, but for me, it was the best feeling in the world.

"I would I understand," I said. "I may be related to Irene, but I'm not like her. I'm me."

"Okay," said Xiumin. "I have some jealously problem. My mind says I'm done with Irene, but whenever I see her with that jerk Jin, my heart burns."

"I'm no love expert," I said, "but I know you can forget Irene. It's easy, really. Just date someone else."

I said it as if it was a piece of cake. I wanted to do that myself to forget my one sided love on Xiumin, but it was impossible.

"Thanks," said Xiumin. "Thanks for everything, really. And that friendly hug made me think you were in love with me. Haha, just kidding. Bye."

How could he not know? Huh. Guys are just the same. Maybe it was a huge mistake thinking that Xiumin would like me too.

"Guys," I said to the English-speaking-people. "I've made my ridiculously uncanny decision. I'm joining your stupid revenge club."

"Good," said Mark. "But if you wanna join us, we have some rules. First, always speak English when we're together and don't miss the opportunity to mock a Korean when they're mocking us. And that's all to it. And oh, you have to sacrifice something."

"What the heck?" I said. "You guys forced me to join this and I have to sacrifice? What is it?"

"You have to cut your hair short," said Jamie.

To be continued