I Love You Dangerously ||Daerin||

Chapter 5: Spectator

Eyes are the windows to the soul. They provide a glimpse into the inner thoughts and emotions of a person, and can reveal a lot about their character and motivations.

The clenching of their jaw when irritated, the way their eyes brows furrowed, showing either anger or confusion. The sudden change of their blinking time...

The subtle twitching of their body when malicious thoughts enwrought their whole being.

There's no such thing as a perfect liar.
The only problem is how others fail to detect deception.

Kang Haerin is my best friend-hell to that, we're twin by mind. I know her story more than anyone. I have been there for her through thick and thin. Our relationship was wholesome, in and out. She was my go-to person in solitary.

"Iris, stop staring at me!"

A classmate of mine snapped. Whispering, god... I hate those incomprehensible words, where I can't comprehend shits.

"She's being creepy again."

"Hell, she's like Anabelle."

"I really hate her face..."

I want to cut off my ears. I don't want to hear any words that come out of their filthy mouths.

Just... Bury me.

The second hand moved rather slow for my liking. One second, three minutes, thirty... But it won't change anything. I'll always become the ant of our classroom. Yearning for a little bit of sweetness in this bitter world.

As if words wasn't enough, they also tend to throw cold water at me whenever I would eat alone in the bathroom.

Why the bathroom? Because that's where creepy girls should go, says my classmates.

I still remember how they went overboard one afternoon. A guy called me out for being creepy. That I had stalked him. He was very popular, so anyone could expect that his 'groupies' would come after me.

Ironically though, he was the one who's always near my house around midnight.

The group of senior girls beat me up to the brink. I couldn't even stand and just layed there, vulnerable. Fortunately, God still have mercy. A girl, I was sure she was part of the Student's Rights Committee, popped out of nowhere. She was filming the scene with her phone.

Dumbass. That was the first word that came to my mind when she stepped forward. What can a 5'4 girl, who looked like she can't even hurt a fly, do against five grown ass senior bitches, who's capable of hurting their juniors?

What surprised me the most is how serene her demeanor was as she looked at the perpetrators. Her feline eyes blink sedately, never faltering. I guess she wasn't alone, other members from their committee, I assumed, run towards the scene which caused the seniors to depart from the scene.

She had saved me that day... Being at her side became my salvation.

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"I really don't get why they call you creepy."

Her tone was soft as she treat my wounds.

"That's because I have this tendency to stare at other people and analyse their facial expressions or even body language. I guess it's just a bad habit... It's as bad as stalking."

"Why do you stare at them though?"

I shrugged. I really don't know.

A pair of hands touched my cheeks, she forced me to look at her. "What am I feeling right now?" She asked.

Her palms was slightly sweaty, temperature was around thirty to thirty-one celcius, slightly below average. I looked into her cat-like eyes. Her pupils slightly dilated.

"Nervous."

She smiles, showing off her pointy canines. I noticed that her ears moved slightly when she smile, that only fuelled her visual.

"You're not creepy. You're talented."

She was so soft spoken, her sincerity reached my heart and my eyes became glassy. That was the first time someone, in this hell school, praised me because of my strange habit.

"What's your name...?" I hesitantly asked. I don't want to appear interested, though I am.

"Kang Haerin. Just Haerin, or any nicknames you want to give me."

"I'm Iris..."

She looked at me for a moment. "Well at least they gave you an accurate nickname for your talent." She chuckled. "Right, Hyein?"

I can't help but smile. Who am I kidding?

Now that I think about it, all of us have our own flaws. We just have to embrace it because that's who we are. Throughout my time with Haerin, I got to know her better. Just as much as she knows me.

Haerin was best at keeping her thoughts. She fails to decline others. She wasn't very vocal about her feelings...

Even now...Her eyes never falter, she remains still, tongue-tied, despite the pain in her wrist.

"Nervous..." I whispered. Not wanting her to hear me.

Iris- she had seen things...but never had the guts to do anything about it.