17 DAYS TO GO | KWON SOONYOUNG

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Hana

The colorful decorations all around and the rush of students made me come to a quick realisation that the SCHOOL FESTIVAL was soon approaching. The weekend was hell of a ride for me, terrible that it went and the only thing that was bearable was ; Soonyoung opening upto me.

"HANA!" a loud voice resonated through the hallway, "Do you always have to greet me by yelling?" Jun only chuckled at my frustrated state as he snaked his hands 'round my shoulders. "I wish I could capture your reaction when I call you out"

"How's practice going on?" The boys were extremely busy these days with their performances for the festival. "Tiring" he sighed but smiled right after, "but fun"

"By the way" I avoided a huge crowd of students which led us to be seperated. "You were saying something?" Finally finding my place besides Jun, I looked up at him. "Nothing" I knew there was something he was trying to hide something but I didn't pry further.

"You're not attending classes?" Though he had accompanied me to the classroom, the boy was ready to turn the corner. "Practice calls" Jun waved his phone in the air, the device showcasing the groupchat between the SVT members.

"Do well" The further classes were boring like always and more when none of my friends were present. I had gotten so used to their presence, if not all, atleast one of them being around that it felt empty without them.

"Change into your uniforms and meet at the ground" It was P.E lecture, sometimes I liked it while some days it was hell and today seemed to be a lucky day since I was in a good mood. I was almost ready with my uniform when suddenly I heard a whip of air.

Kim Jihye- like always was trying to mess with me. "Anything you need?" I didn't want to ruin my own mood so I muttered my words with utmost politeness. "You little bitch-" She was about to grab my hair but I had already predicted her move and so I grabbed her hand before she could reach me.

"Ouch" I rolled my eyes at her exaggeration, "Get your hands off me" Jerking her hand away with a jerk, I glanced at the minions she carried around. "Just because SVT decided to drop you some attention, you've become courageous. Murderer"

"Done with your crap?" I continued folding my school uniform, completely ignoring theit presence and most of all their antics. With my back being turned on them, Jihye managed to yank my hair but I wasn't going to give her what she wanted.

"Let go?!" I acclaimed calmly, though the pain was too much to bear. Clenching my teeth, I tried ducking behind so that her grip would loosen but it didn't work. Tears were streaming down my face, her other hand scratching the skin on my neck.

"You should know your place, murderer" With a huge push, I was thrown on the wall. No one besides them and myself were present in the locker room, everybody already on the ground for the lecture.

The wind was knocked out of my lungs when cold water was thrown on my face. "I'll be with SVT and you'll be stuck here, in the washroom" Without giving me any chance to regain my strength and fight back, they had gathered together and thrown me inside a cubicle.

"HELP" No matter how much I screamed for someone to find me, no one seemed to be nearby in the vicinity. Suddenly overcome with dizziness and weariness, I reached out to the wall for support. Not wanting to give up, I decided to jump off the wall.

"Fuck" a searing pain shot through my ankle as my body met with the cold floor. Ignoring all of it, I rushed to open the main door of the washroom. "They've locked this too?!" That bitches- Sliding down the wall in defeat, I rummaged my pockets for my mobile. Remembering they were submitted in the first lecture itself, I sighed deeply.

Grazing my hands on my neck, my fingers quickered as blood painted them. Black dots began to form infront of my vision, lips quickering with emotions.

"Please" The burning house I had been trying to escape from for all these years, I was back in it...burnt and suffocated.