RIGHT HERE | Jung Wooyoung

SEVEN

It was finally the weekend. Haewon already left for the village where our grandma lived. I decided to stay home and process everything that happened this weekend. I swear to God, it went too fast.

I checked my phone all day to see if Wooyoung would text me again, but he didn't. I was feeling a bit worried.

***

While lying in bed, I heard someone knocking on the front door. I lazily got up and went downstairs. I felt surprised when I saw Kyong and Jiyeon.

I crossed my arms and scoffed. "What do you two want? You dumped me."

Jiyeon sighed and looked down. "We are so sorry Yuqi... You were right about Irene..."

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm always right when it comes to people. Yet you two didn't trust me."

Kyong went on her knees and wrapped her arms around my leg, fake crying. "We are so sorry. We promise we will trust you from now on! Please Yuqi, forgive us. We will buy you food for 2 weeks straight."

My initial reaction was to facepalm, but a grin quickly spread across my face.

"Okay, fine," I replied, rolling my eyes.

The girls chuckled, and Kyong got up, taking me into a tight hug.

"But if you guys do this shit one more time, I'm done," I say and they nod.

***

WOOYOUNG

Having one last night at the club before we returned to school gave me one last chance to have fun. It wasn't a problem for me coming home late at night since my mother was supposed to come back next week.

Yet something was holding me back... I had a bad feeling about tonight, but I tried to shake it off and went for it.

// "Something bad is 'bout to happen to me
I don't know what, but I feel it coming
Might be so sad, might leave my nose running" //

***

Tonight was so much fun. Some girls gave me their first kiss, but I was also punched in the face.

I got a little bit drunk, but enough to still be awake. I was heading home while thinking about Yuqi for some reason. The way she dressed and acted... She was perfect.

What the fuck am I doing? I thought and shook my head, letting out a frustrated groan.

It was currently 2 am. There was no way I could expect this night to be anything but lame and boring. But oh God, I was so wrong.

When I got home, I searched for the keys and opened the door, which surprisingly was already opened.

What?

And the light in the living room was turned on. Don't tell me someone broke in.

Then, slowly opening the door with the small knife that I always carry, I got flashed and traumatized. 

Mom was on the couch, without any clothes on, under a blanket, and at the same time under an unknown guy.

They were making out.

"Ah, you again? How dare you come home so late huh? This is my house and my rules. It's the 100th time I'm telling you to not come late." She yelled as she saw me and hid her body with the blanket.

The guy immediately pulled out of her and ran to the bathroom. Mother wrapped the blanket around her naked body and got up, coming closer to me with a disgusted face.