Minji ignored me during English class. We both knew that we were supposed to work on our slam poetry assignment, and we did a little, and sadly, there was tension. It made me feel insecure, to be honest.
Not only did she blurted out her secret to me, but she was also pissed. She was irritated. I would watch her erase something on her paper, a deep frown on her face, and a sigh that made me feel somewhat guilty. I felt so bad.
It's my fault. She probably didn't want me to know about her, and she end up telling me anyways. Accidentally. By accidentally, I mean by her outrage because I was being a prejudging prick.
She crumpled the paper up and pulled a loose-leaf from her binder.
"Why'd you do that?" I asked softly, staring at the crumpled paper.
Minji looked up, and slightly glared at me. She shook her head and took the crumpled paper to protect it, as if I was going to steal it. I inwardly groaned. How long would this go on? I mean, sure I messed up, but the fact that Minji's being ignorant towards me kind of hurts.
Our desks were right beside each other, but we were quietly working individually. I couldn't take it anymore and so I turned, facing her.
"We're partners." I told her. "We're supposed to work together."
Minji paused, looked up, and gave me a side glance. Still, she continued on working like I said nothing at all.
"Cooperate, please." I blurted out stupidly.
Ignore.
"Obi-Wan and Luke Skywalker." I said again.
Ignore.
"Harry and Ron."
Ignore.
"Minji." I called out again, biting my lip because I'm starting to feel anxious. "Come on, talk to me."
"I just hate how stupid you are sometimes." She finally said, turning her head and giving me a pointed look. "Not to mention, I'm stupid too."
"I don't think you're stupid." I whispered, and laying my head on my folded arms on the desk. I peeked behind my dark hair, afraid that she might yell at me again.
"Out of all people, it gotta be you." She said, scoffing. I stared at her in confusion, unsure of what she meant. "You probably think I'm gross now, right?" I narrowed my eyes, and sat up. I knew that I needed to say something. I wanted to say something to make things better, but my mouth was completely shut. Minji chuckled without humour and shook her head in disbelief. She murmurred, figures, and I've never felt out of place my whole life.
Minji's right. I am stupid. I'm also a coward. Everytime I need to make a decision, my mind would go blank, and I'd end up messing everything up even more. It's fucking ironic because all I wanted was to fix things. But I guess fixing things will be one of my weaknesses from now on. I've realized that sometimes, I, Hanni Pham, cannot fix everything.
The bell rang, and class ended. Minji pushed her desk away from mine to its orihyeinl place, and left without a word.
*
Biology class was annoying. Bang chan tried to talk to me again, and I responded mostly with a glare. I cannot deal with his shit right now, I have other things to worry about. hyein asked what was wrong. I lied, and responded with,
"I'm just nervous about the listings for the girls' basketball team later."
"Are you being sarcastic or...?" hyein trailed off, looking at me oddly. I shrugged, because I was too lazy to respond. Or more like, I do not want to talk to anyone at the moment.
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HANNI & HER WAYS || Bbangsaz
FanfictionA Catholic school, a best friend with two boyfriends, and a new girl who wore inappropriate clothing. Hanni Pham only wanted to concentrate on her studies, but was forced to resolve conflicts that she did not start. In the process of resolving, Hann...
