T H I R T E E N

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"send me more already"

"why are you taking so long"

"hurry up bitch"

Taehyun's demands were making Y/N more and more uncomfortable, making her flinch every time she get a message notification, thinking it will be Taehyun asking for more. She just wants to get Taehyun out of her life for good. If only she had Hyunso with her right now, she would feel better. She got an idea.

She got out of the house through a window, making sure her parents dont hear. She hoped off the roof onto the ground and ran towards the convenience store. Hyunso is always there when she is, maybe he's there today. 

She reached the store, bursting through the store. Y/N ran through every aisle and shelf, but Hyunso wasn't there. Maybe he was already there and he left? Where would he go? The park.

She rushed to the park they visited together, running through the daises and peonies planted every couple meters. She stopped at the fountain, the only thing present there was her and a couple of birds loitering around.

"Where is he..?" She left the park disappointed and continued walking through the city. There, she saw Wonyoung. With Yunho.

Wonyoung was being all touchy with him, caressing his face and brushing his hair. It made Y/N feel weird. But Yunho pushed passed her and walked away, as he should.

Y/N then walked across the street with her head down, hoping that Wonyoung wouldn't spot her.

"Hey, what's with you?" Wonyoung called.

Y/N groaned internally and faked a smile, "Nothing, why do you care?"

"I saw you ogling me and Yunho, you jealous?" 

"Why would I be jealous of a slut?" Y/N barked back, "You're just picking up my leftovers and thinking you won the lottery."

She then pushes past Wonyoung and walked back home, glancing back at Yunho as she does so. Shortly, she gave up on trying to find Hyunso, thinking he just didn't go out today. She went back home and wallowed in self pity.

...

The next day at school, Y/N was getting weird stares from everyone. People were looking at her as if she commited a crime. She pushed past other students and reached her friend group, but they were also the same. Soyeon, Yuqi and Chuu looked disgusted at her.

"Why you guys looking at me like that? Something on my face?" Y/N retorted. 

"Is it true?" Chuu asked.

"What's true?"

The three of them stared at her awkwardly, their lips turning into thin lines.

"You cheated on Wooyoung last summer?" Yuqi asked.

Oh no.

He didn't.

"Guys I didn't do anything let me explain-"

"And you called me disgusting when I left Mingi at the end of year party." Soyeon commented.

"No seriously I didn't let me explain, please." Y/N pleaded.

"You have until the bell rings." Chuu said.

"Taehyun got me drunk and he locked me in a room and- and-" Y/N said through sniffles, trying to not cry.

"And?" Soyeon retorted.

"I don't remember what happened but I felt.. Terrible. Please, you have to believe me, please." She cried.

Yuqi and Chuu's face dropped in sympathy while Soyeon's judgemental look remained the same.

"Wonyoung wouldn't lie, please. We all know you're just faking it." Soyeon rolled her eyes.

"Stop that Soyeon!"

It was the first time Chuu had raised her voice, she was always known as the cheerful one in their group. Yuqi's eyes widen, "You know how Taehyun is like, and Wonyoung loves spreading lies."

"I agree," Yuqi said, "Taehyun is weird around girls, he would do that."

"Whatever, believe what you want. I'm out of here." Soyeon then walked away, joining Wonyoung at her locker. 

"What a snake." Y/N thought.

"It's okay, Y/N," Chuu hugged her, "Wanna talk about it later?"

Y/N nodded and wiped her tears as the bell ringed. They all said bye to each other and went class. Y/N walked to class and saw that no one was there, except Yunho.

"Where's the rest of them?" She asked, avoiding eye contact so he doesn't see her red eyes.

"I-I don't know." He replied.

Y/N rolled her eyes slightly and sat next to him. Yunho noticed her eyes slightly red and asked her about it.

"Are you.. Okay?" He asked hesitantly.

"Mind your business." She looked at him, tears still present in her eyes.

Yunho grabbed a tissue from his bag and handed it to her. She took it aggressively and wiped her face, she then put her hood up and rested her head on the table.

"Wake me up when the teacher gets here." She mumbled.

Yunho took note of her request and took out his books and pencil case. He then scrolled on his phone until the students and teacher filled the class. Yunho put his phone down and gently shook Y/N's shoulder.

"Hey, Y/N. Wake up." He whispered.

Y/N jolted awake and looked at him tiredly, her face slightly puffed up and had a pinkish hue. She looked like she was about to break down at any second. Yunho's face changed in sympathy.

"Are you sure you're alright?" He asked again.

"Yeah just.. Rough day I guess," Y/N was acting somewhat decently to him, it was a first. "Didn't sleep enough."

"You can sleep, I'll watch out for you." He suggested.

"You'd do that?"

"Yeah."

With that, Y/N slept through the class, Yunho covering her as the teacher walked past them. He looked over her sleeping form, noticing how worn out she looked. He brushed a hair behind her ear, his fingers brushing past her cheek. Yunho then realised what he was doing and pulled away, a light blush appearing on his face. 

Class ended shortly and the class packed up quickly. Yunho shook Y/N's shoulder and woke her up. She slowly got up and started to pack up her things. As soon as Yunho was about to leave, he felt a tug at his hoodie sleeve.

"Wait." A small voice.

He turned around to face Y/N, "Hm?"

"Um, thanks. For just now." She said awkwardly, bowing her head down.

"Any time." He turned around again to leave until she interrupted him again.

"Why'd you do that for me?" She asked, "I don't deserve it."

"Oh you know, just a nice gesture." He replied, "Don't worry about it."

"Can you meet me later? After school?" She asked.

"Sure,"

Yunho was sure that something important was going to happen.

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