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★ | #63 | thursday"we aren't friends

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| #63 | thursday
"we aren't friends."

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ nicole's radio station
is now playing...

summer child • conan gray
"aren't you way too busy taking care of everybody to take care of yourself?"

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THURSDAY, she about nearly slept in if it weren't for her mother coming to wake her up in the morning, rushing her as she was already running late — needing to leave the house in just a few minutes if she wanted to make it to school on time.

As soon as the girl stood to her feet, she winced slightly, muscles aching as she trudged along to her wardrobe, grabbing her uniform.

Pressing her lips into a thin line, she looked down at her legs, exposed from the soft pajama shorts she was wearing as it revealed the many bandages that were scattered across her skin.

With a sigh, she opened one of her drawers, grabbing out an extra article of clothing before rushing into the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Now, dressed in the usual uniform with her school blazer pulled securely over herself, she wore a pair of black tights beneath her skirt in hopes that it would be able to cover her legs, yet still breathable as the temperatures only grew hotter with each day.

Haewon sighed, taking one final glance at herself in the mirror before leaving the bathroom and grabbing her bag, guiding herself quickly yet carefully down the stairs, her hand gliding against the railing off to the side.

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Seong Haewon seemed almost in a trance-like state as she walked through the school hallways. Her body was aching, muscles strained from the day before - a day she wished to forget entirely.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't help but recall every second spent trapped in that small alley behind the school with each sting or ache coming from the cuts and bruises littered over her skin.

The girl hadn't seen Heeseung much at all today, other than the brief encounter they shared this morning when she had made it to her locker and discovered him waiting for her before they had to separate to their respective first classes of the day.

The moment was short lived, though, given she was running a bit behind in terms of what time she'd normally have to converse a bit with him.

As only a mere two minutes after they started talking, the bell rang and they had to separate until their next break.

Now, being that it's lunch break, she was to go outside and meet with Heeseung at their usual picnic table. That is, after a quick stop at her locker per usual.

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