"𝐌𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "
➷ The world was cruel for them they just don't see it. As others said, We had no idea how far the world would carry us just to fell us apart, to give us challenges and endure th...
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"Can we get, can we get better? Existing for you is the present"
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Things are still ongoing... He still following her around and nothing new about it.
He still keeps on asking her a lot of things, Checking her from time to time but all of that, she just shrugged him off and he knows she's not going to answer him. She tries calming herself every day because someday, He'll get tired and he'll stop on his own. She just has to wait for that time.
She was also trying to figure out things why he kept on following her around. She was sure there was something behind his actions that's why is he doing this all and She will find the answer herself. Whether he tried to hide the reason from her, the truth still gonna come out on its own.
She yawn and stretch her arms before resting her head on her study table feeling tired after doing her work. She finished her project this late at night because the submission is tomorrow. This is the only last resort she has to save her failing grades and for able to pass the school year. Luckily, her teacher was kind enough to give this project and to give her a better grade if she did well. And also a way for her to also express what she feels and the pain inside of her heart for the past few months. She looks at her painting. It was indeed what she felt. It was dark, locked up and hiding.
Just like her.
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"What kind of painting is that bro? There's a popsicle stick? Wait is that stuck man?? You are better than this Chanhee!" The moment she went inside their classroom, she was immediately greeted by some of her classmates teasing each other about their sucks painting. "How dare you insult mine, Eric! when you didn't even do yours! "
She heard them laugh and Eric feeling himself as if he's proud he didn't do his project. Well, sucks to be him. When she finally reached her seat, she immediately buried her face underneath, wishing there was no creature named Ji Changmin that would come and bother her.
But speaking of the devil... He literally just whispered in her ears.
"Good morning! " She lifts her head to glare at him directly at his eyes. He just scared the heck out of her with his loud whisper. "I'm sorry... Did I startle you? "
Lol, now he's blind. Didn't he see that I flinch? And he even dared to whisper that loud as if his voice didn't have a full max volume. His voice can be heard a few miles away even though he didn't try talking that loud. She thought
"Is it obvious? " he nodded. She cursed him many times in her mind. His reaction and innocent face annoy her so much. Why can't he just get lost?! Why can't he just disappear where no one will find him?! So she doesn't have to see him. Ji Changmin, I hate you... So much.
She buried back her head to tame herself down. She needs to stay calm or else she's the one who'll disappear here. But she suddenly felt a strong cramp on the lower part of her body that felt like squeezing her whole. That's when she realized... It's the time of the month. She wasn't embarrassed to stand up but this pain stopped her from doing it, It just the cramps don't usually always like this, it happens sometimes but not this much. She look at her wristwatch there's still 20 minutes before the class starts. Maybe she can run to the restroom for a minute... And she did.
She ran faster than flash that she almost bumped into someone's shoulder but she didn't care because she have the priority to deal with. When she was inside the cubicle, she stop for a minute and catch the breath she lost. Now who will help her? Now that Youngchae is no longer with her... Who'll help her get out There?
If only she was here...
Speaking of help, Jiyeon was shocked when a pack of sanitary pads pop out in front of her, more like being thrown inside. Her prayers were heard. The thought of thinking this could be Youngchae's soul helping her didn't leave her head. That's how insane she was. She took it and used it since she didn't have any choice right now. It's better than being stuck inside and missed the entire class. When she was done. She gets out of the restroom drying her wet hands from the tissue she was holding but another shock plastered on her face when she see the person outside.
Changmin...
Changmin was at the side of the door leaning against the wall as if he was waiting for someone in there. He slowly approached her while she was still stuck in her position. She couldn't believe it. "What are you feeling? "
"Are you the one-" Her words were cut off by him
"Yes, and you are very welcome. " He smiled and she just looked at him still trying to process things. She still thought it was Youngchae. But of course, there's no in hell Youngchae will do that for her, The girl is dead, who is she expecting?
"How did you know? I mean-"
"No girl would run like that if they aren't in pain. I also sense it because Youngchae is also like that. She's always having bad cramps I got used to buying her pads when she's lazy to do so I'll do it for her. " Jiyeon thinks Youngchae was lucky to have him. Changmin laughed after his words that brought her back to reality.
"I miss those times... I'm sure you also miss her. " He uttered and she found herself agreeing with what he said.
So much...
She thanked him before going inside the classroom, She decided to go first before him because of how embarrassed she was. Well, she's not used to him. All she does to him is to keep on pushing him away, while all he does is to help her. She just can't accept that despite of pushing him away, he still stayed and helped her. She couldn't even thank him enough.
When she gets back on her seat... Her face instantly falls upon looking at her painting. It was broken. There's a big hole in the middle when in fact there's no such hole she painted on her painting. She ran in the painting, she was one hundred percent sure that there was no hole in it when she left it there. Everyone went quiet and she could feel all their stares at her. Her hand is shaking in anger and sadness.
"T-that's yours? " Kevin her other classmates ask stuttering.
Her last resort. It's gone.
"Who the fuck did this?! " She questioned, Her eyes found Changmin who was also looking at her. Her eyes wandered around to see if one of them would be so guilty but none. She felt she had wasted her time catching the culprit. No one's willing to confess who did it... as she let go of her last hope. There's no doubt now, that she's not going to pass this school year.
"Uh... Jiyeon- " There's someone who was about to speak but She throw the broken painting, She doesn't care where it will land or will it hurt someone. There's no use in saving it.
