I hate you. || woosan ||

|| part 23 ||

TW: SA, slurs, groping etc.
If you feel uncomfortable or uneasy reading about this you can skip this chapter or read until the "***"
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Wooyoung pov:

My blood ran cold as our eyes met. His expression stone cold, just like it had always been. That same smirk that I used to dread and hate, appeared in his face again. He recognised me. How could he not?

My breathing got heavier, but it still felt like I wasn't getting any oxygen. I tried to avert my eyes to somewhere else but I couldn't. It felt like he was controlling me, just like he always did, from meters away, without even talking to me.

He blew me a kiss as he moved in to other people in the crowd. I was frozen. I couldn't move a single bone in my body. It was like I was bolted down to the low quality seats.

"Oh? Who is that?" Yunho asked. His tone playful. I couldn't look him in the eyes. I didn't even think I would be able to speak.

"N-nobody." I muttered.

"Are you okay?" Yunho asked me. I couldn't look beside me to see his facial expression, but I'm sure it was a confused or worried one. It wouldn't surprise me if I looked pale as a ghost. As soon as I saw Finn, I felt all the blood leave my face.

"Y-yeah, just... cold." I made up.

"Oh, alright...?" Yunho said. I could see him turn his head away again. I could breathe again. I hadn't noticed but I didn't breath. Not even once.

I knew I had to leave. I knew how this night would end. He has seen me now. He won't leave me alone.
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Soon enough the cheerleaders came on the field. I didn't even know university had those. A group of skinny, blonde girls in short and tight fitted uniforms. They did their choreo - I didn't pay much attention to it- and left the field again, sitting down on the benches besides the field.

Soon after the game began. Cheers exploded from the crowd as the ball was passed from one player to another. Even though I didn't understand and a certain someone was freaking me out, my eyes were on San. I wanted to crawl into his arms and cry, just like I always do. I need him. I need him to help me, console me, tell me everything will be alright. Tell me he will protect me. But he couldn't. He was on the field. With Finn. Probably unaware that he was the Finn.

I wonder what he would do if he knew. Would he protect me? Kick him off the field? Say something to him? Fight him? I don't know.

I had heard people talking in the hallways about San. How he used to fight people. I wonder if he still does. I still remember he basically shoved me on the ground on the first day. It can't be he all of a sudden changed. People say he used to be a bully. What happened? Why isn't he a bully anymore? Or maybe he still is but he hides it from me?

Now that I'm thinking about it, I barely know San. I know he has family and that he plays football... and that's about it.

Well, I know he used to sleep around, bully, party, but that's not him anymore. At least as far as I know.

I got woken up from the thoughts as incredibly loud cheers and shouts came from people around me. I flinched as everyone stood up. Yunho grabbed my arm and hurriedly pulled me to my feet. He had a big smile plastered on his face as he screamed in my ear.

"He scored! San made a fieldgoal!" He said excitedly. I would be lying if I said that I know what a fieldgoal is- or any football rules at that.

"He what now...?!" I shouted back.

"He scored points! Our team is leading now! All thanks to San!" Now this I understand.

"Really?! Oh my god!" I squealed. I was never the person to enjoy sports such as football,
I was more of a dancer. but something about my friend playing made it so much more fun.