Remember. [Michaeng]

(Part 6) Leave me alone!...

-Listen to "Gasoline" by Halsey-

Chaeyoung was sitting on a canteen table eating with Dahyun and Tzuyu.

The room was noisy, boys fighting with each other for stupid reasons, girls doing tik tok challenges, and teachers were not even paying attention. But suddenly after a loud sound everyone got silent.

A strange girl got inside the canteen and everyone was looking at her.

Chaeyoung turned around to look atcher, "Who is she?"

A girl from another table turned to her and replied, "Oh her? Her name is Myoi Mina, I heard from others that she's Japanese and one of the most successful teen in her 18 years... something like that"

Dahyun broke in and cleared her throat, "Nah... successful, she probably does dirty shit, look at her neck it's the same tattoo Tzuyu was talking about..."

Chaeyoung looked closely at the girls' neck, even if it was kinda far away she realized immediately. Her eyes widened, that face... how didn't she recognize her from the start, if was Sharon. Her mind immediately brought back that line Sharon said before she woke up at home again...

"I'll see you at school..."

So that's what she meat!

'What the fuck did I do wrong to deserve all this!?'

Chaeyoung looked back to her food at let the chopsticks fall from her hand in shock.

"Unnie, are you alright?" Tzuyu looked at her.

"Y-you know who she is right?"

"Yeah..."

"What are you talking about, don't leave me out like that!" Dahyun frowned confused.

"Do you remember Sharon? The Black Cobras boss.. with the money...?"

"Yes ofcourse..." she took a moment to realize, "Oh fuck"

"That's what i'm saying!" Chaeyoung broke in.

"What is she doing here?!"

No one answered to Dahyun but Tzuyu kept looking at Sharon. She sat alone on a table --not too far away from the three girls-- without any food, and didn't even look much around the place.

Chaeyoung hit her fists on the table and stood up, looked left and right and left from the table running away quickly before the girls try to say something. She needed to get away from this, the look in her eyes, the disgusting smell of her perfume mixed with cigarettes. Didn't want to feel it again, it felt like everyone was against her at the moment, even her own friends.

She ran and hid in a small room that the school used it as a warehouse for books and staff. She opened the door, everything was so dusty in there.

Books from 2+ years ago, a bunch if destroyed boxes,  --probably broken-- computer, papers all over the floor, spider webs...