~flashback~
Yewang pov
Mu had been enrolled into my old high school, thanks to my parents of course. I honestly don't know why they thought it would be a good idea given the circumstances, but they didn't really give him a choice. He started asking me countless questions of "what do I do there?" and others like it. For the weeks leading up to his first day, I had to constantly reassure him that he would be okay, even if I couldn't be there with him. Eventually, it was time for him to go. And with my parents out working, I was left all alone in the house.
Maybe I should call Donghyun to come over, I'm sure he's not busy. It's his day off after all...
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"I honestly don't know what to think about any of this.. I mean, my best friend who I haven't even been able to see outside of a damn hospital is finally back with me, and now he's going away again? I know it's just school, but seriously? They can't give him any more time? I tried to convince my parents to just let him be, but they actually think this is good for him. What the hell? I can't be around them right now. I hate what they're doing but if I keep arguing they'll just be even more pissed off. I'd rather not do that, they're stressed enough as is. But still, I need to get out of this damn house." I kept ranting on while pacing back in forth in the living room, Donghyun sat on my bed just nodding along. "If you wanna get out, my boss is looking for someone to work side concessions.. If you want the job, I'm sure she'd hire you." Donghyun said that, and I realized something. If I have a job, I can have an excuse to leave... Yeah, I can get out of here. "So, is that easy, or?" I don't want to get a job that hard, so I asked him if it was. "Not at all. It's the easiest thing in the world. It's just really boring. You basically have to stay in the same area for hours." Hmm... He said that, and it doesn't seem that bad. "So, where do I sign up?"
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Mu pov
Okay... OK. The first day can't be that bad, right? Oh my gosh..
The school was really big, and there were hundreds of other kids just running around. I had no idea where I was supposed to go, and every time I tried to ask someone, they just ignored me or walked away. I didn't know what to do, or where to go, I started to feel really overwhelmed. I knew I was gonna cry, I still didn't know how to act my age. So I found myself running to the bathroom so no one could see me. I locked myself in the last stall, and sunk to the ground. I knew it was dirty, but I needed to sit and lean back, and I didn't have the time for another option. My eyes were stinging, and I felt like I was gonna puke. I tried to hold it down cause I still heard other boys in the bathroom, and I didn't want them to know what I was doing in there and risk having them laugh at me.
I don't even know why I'm here.
Why did they make me go?
"It'll be fun!" "You'll enjoy it there!"
Yeah right.I stayed silent on the ground for a a few minutes, and eventually it seemed like everyone else had left. Well, I thought everyone left. I got up, and opened the door, immediately regretting that dicision when i saw that there were still two other boys in the bathroom. They looked at me, and I slammed the stall door shut again, hoping they didn't notice. I'm pretty sure they did.
Knock knock
Opening the door, if only for a brief moment let in a really weird smell I didn't expect to be in the bathroom. It smelled like... smoke? It was bad, but, I was luckily standing by a toilet where I could puke out my insides due to the nasty smell.
Knock knock
"Hey, uhh, you alright in there?"
"I do-.....but..." "we c-..."The boys were talking to each other, and I couldn't make it out. I knew the smell was coming from one, if not both of them smoking in the bathroom. There's no way I'm letting them in.
Knock knock knock
"Hey, class is gonna start, and I really don't want to get in trouble for skipping again. Let's just leave."
"Yeah, ok."Click
I finally heard the bathroom door open and close. At least now I can leave, knowing that they're actually gone. When I walked out, I saw a small piece of gray paper that had smoke coming out of it lying on the ground. Well today is gonna be a good day... I guess..
I headed to where I believed my classroom was, and sat down in the only empty seat. It was in the back, which I liked a lot, and there were only two other kids back there. Two boys. Two boys that looked the same as the two boys I saw in the bathroom. Oh no I could tell that they recognized me, and one of them stood up, and swiftly moved to the seat next to mine right before the teacher had arrived. Can't move now. Great.
He looked me up and down, and eventually pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from his bag, and began to write something down. He handed me the piece of paper, and it read "Hello, are you new here? My name is Jaeho, my friend Baekseung calls me Jeff."
I looked up behind him, and saw his friend look at me and wave. I didn't wanna be rude, so I waved back and started writing my response. I told him my name, and how old I was. We both kept on like that for over 20 minutes without realizing it, and before we knew it, we had a test to fill out. One that I didn't know about. Luckily, Jeff offered to work with me, and it was a big help. He even told me about an art club that he and some friends had started up, and said I could join! The rest of the day went pretty smoothly if you don't count the fact that I had no other classes with Baekseung or Jeff, I ate alone, and got picked on in the halls, it wasn't THAT BAD I guess... I just wanna be home and be with Yewang.. I wish he was here with me... I saw a small bench surrounded by grass, with no one sitting there, so I figured I'd sit and wait to be picked up by Yewang's father. Though It was only 3 p.m., the sun was pretty low, and I felt sleepy already. Whatever, I can take a nap when I get home... Yeah... I closed my eyes for a few moments, and when I reopened them, I saw that it was completely dark out. I couldn't even see the moon. The only light source was a tall, flickering street lamp. The sky above me suddenly started to turn from black to a dark red, and-"Suh Kyungmin?" Ahh!! I jerked awake at the feeling of being tapped on the shoulder, and I turned around to see the school principal towering over me. "Huh? Oh, ugh... Yes, that's me?" I responded. He didn't say anything else, instead, he simply pointed outwards, and I noticed that the Seo's car was parked right up the street. I can go home... "Thank you!" I told him, he just nodded in response and walked off while I ran up to the car. I was expecting at least one of Yewang's parents to be there, but I was greeted by Yewang, and no one else. I got in the passengers seat, and shut the door before he began driving. "Sooo? Was your first day just as shitty as you were expecting?" He looked at me, silently waiting for a response. Did he just say that word? No, I must've misheard him...
"It was okay.." I said in a low tone. He looked upset, and asked me something else. "Talk to anyone? Make any friends?" I could tell what he wanted me to say, but I couldn't ju- oh wait! "Actually, I think I did!" I remembered Jeff, and Baekseung, and I guess I could consider them friends. "Yeah, Jeff and Baekseung. One of them told me about an art club that the school has, and offered to let me join!" I almost started bouncing in excitement, but I contained myself. "Well that's good! I'm really glad to hear that!" He smiled at me, and eventually, we pulled up to the house. Oh, finally! "Can I just take a bath and go to bed? I really want this day to end.." I said in annoyance, still thinking of all the bad things that happened today. "Mu? It's 3:15... unless you want your next day of school to come even sooner, you should probably not got to bed right now." I was mad, but he had a point. "mmmrrgh!" I stomped my way inside and plopped on the couch defeated. "If you wanna take a nap on the couch, I'll gladly keep you company.." He took a seat next to me, and I just leaned onto his shoulder. I figured a nap could do no harm, so I closed my eyes, and eventually drifted off.~a/n i'm about to drift off for real~
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~also, I'm sorry that this was pretty uneventful, I promise to write more!~
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-nightmare on epex street-
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