♡ Whispers at rooftop __(non fictional romance)__ ♡

Chapter 3: Unheard Protests

Boen Dok, a senior from Minho's roommate enters the room with an air of arrogance. He bombards me with calls, demanding my attention, questioning why I'm still sitting there. His words pierce through,

 "You don't care about me? How dare you ignore me, huh!"

In response, I firmly express,

 "I don't want to go anywhere with you. Please, leave me alone. Just go!"

Boen Dok persists, "You-

Please, leave!"My voice rises, echoing through the hall, "Leave!"

In the midst of the turmoil, I feel an overwhelming urge to cry. It's a moment where tears seem inevitable, a desire not to exist in this situation.

"Let me tell you why! I come from a rich family, as they say. I have an older brother who doesn't even acknowledge my existence. I have a supportive mom and a dad who always thinks things through well, guiding me wisely.

I swear I don't want to quit this school anymore because, for me, bullying is like an endless storm in the sky. I truly wish to disappear. I've never spoken about this to anyone, and I lack the courage to tell my dad. He might see me as a weak daughter with no power to protect herself.

That's all about me. I don't like anyone; I hate them all (except you). I know no one cares, and right now, I don't care either!"