collision | jay | enhypen

15. red

YUNHEE:

The way my stomach felt like it was being punched and shot and stabbed all at the same time could only be an indication of one thing: I am not pregnant (translated as: I got my period). I clutch my stomach as I slightly lean forward in fruitless attempts to ease the pain.

I'm a whole week away from when it's actully supposed to arrive, and it never comes early. So as you might have guessed, I was NOT well equipped for this moment.

Thankfully, the bell for lunch rings just then. The professor dismisses the class and the most of my classmates disperse immediately, some exiting even before the teacher did.

Wait. If I got my period and I am not wearing a pad, then that means...

"NO!" I exclaim amidst the chaos as I jump of from my seat turning around to check for any stains. Sure enough, a small blob of red decorated my otherwise bright yellow skirt. It was standing out too much and I was a millisecond away from a mental, physical and emotional breakdown. I sit back down for a second, unable to think of any creative way to sneak out of the class without having people notice. I could feel my feet shuddering below the table, and Jay takes notice of my state.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I say too quickly, as though I was preparing to avoid that question. I'm not one to think that men are to be kept in the dark about these things, but considering my situation with Jay, I was trying to avoid embarassment.

"There's definitely something bothering you. I've never seen you shake like this. Are you cold?" He asks sternly, and I just nod no again. He sighs and asks me a few more times before giving up.

"Stop it!" He says in an annoyed tone as he keeps his hand over my knee to stop it from trembling. I widen my eyes at the action.

"Tell. Me," he says, staring into my soul. I shudder, not only at the touch but also at the eye contact. I finally give up.

"I got my period," I sigh, covering my face in embarrassment.

"And?" He asks, confused. "Shouldn't you be more surprised if you didn't?"

"No, it's just that it's early and I wasn't ready."

"Oh, like mental preparation?" He asks as he puts a finger to his chin in thought. His question was cute. As much as I wanted to laugh, these circumstances didn't allow me to.

"No- I mean, I don't have anything to change into and... I've stained my dress. I can't go out without people noticing it," I lower my voice. He nods in understanding, before taking off his jacket and wrapping it above my waist while I was still seated.

"What are you doing? Your jacket's gonna get ruined!" I exclaim as I internally gush over his actions. It was the bare minimum, but how could you not expect me to fall for that?

"That's fine, just get yourself fixed up soon. Go fast, now," he says nonchalantly as he ushers me up from my seat. I was still feeling a little self conscious, so I look away from him before quicky running off.

*

Upon my arrival at the washroom, I realized two things: one, the pad dispenser was empty, and two, no one was willing to give me one on this truly very lucky day.

I lock myself up in an empty stall and think about my options. I still couldn't get over the fact that all these so-called "girl's girls'" in my class turned their backs on me the second Jay stepped into the picture. If anything, they should just be swooning over him about it rather than taking out their jealousy on me!

It also sucked that all my girlfriends were in different departments, so even if I wanted their help, they'd have to walk a long way just to get here. I sigh as I look at my favorites menu in the contacts app, and finally come across a solution: Lee Heeseung. Surely he wouldn't mind? He's one of my best friends, after all.