Not Just Academic Rivals || Yang Jungwon x Female Reader

♡Chapter 11♡

— Jia's POV —

I hummed a cheery tune as I organized the papers on my desk, all my homework. Suddenly, my phone started ringing.

"Oh? It's so late." It was currently 1:30 a.m, so a call right now from an unknown number is pretty weird. Unless this person is from another country.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Excuse me, is this Jia Park?" A british accent answered through the phone. Confused, I switched to English.

"It is. Why exactly am I receiving a call from the UK?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows together.

"Is Jiyon Park your mother?"

"Yes miss. Why?"

"We found her unconscious in her room. A neighbor noticed the silence, and notified us. We had to break in, and we found your contact as your mother's emergency contact."

I widened my eyes in worry. "What!? What happened? When did this happen?"

"Mrs. Park had a heart attack, and we checked her condition. It seems that it was mainly caused by a wave of sudden stress and yelling, which resulted in high blood pressure and a heart attack. Mrs. Park is currently sleeping, although her heart is stable." The woman answered quietly.

I sat down on my bed carefully, speechless. Mom was always in her best health. How did it take such a sharp turn?

"I-I, umm." I stuttered. "Please inform me when she is awake, I can't do anything miss, I'm in South Korea."

The woman sighed sadly. "I will. We promise we'll take care of her. She'll be okay, your mother is remarkably healthy and strong."

I smiled sadly. "I know she is. Thank you so much, I'm counting on you."

The nurse ended the call as I put my phone down on the table, tapping my foot on the floor anxiously. I glanced at Minji's empty bed, as she said she was having a sleepover with her cousins at her house. She invited me, but I declined.

I bit my lip, my mind in a mess. Finally, I sighed loudly. "I can't do this right now."

I got up from my chair, taking my phone and turning off the lights, closing my dorm room's door behind me. I paced down the hall, quickly entering the elevator and going to the ground floor. Quietly, I snuck behind all the staff and made my way out into the empty playground.

I took a deep breath of the fresh air, looking up to see the stars twinkling prettily in the sky. I turned my gaze to the moon, the same moon I see all the time. No matter where on earth, it's the same moon. That's what I like about having only one moon.

Our school actually used to have elementary and preschool, but now it's just middle, high, and college.

I eyed the swing, as I walked closer and took a seat, burying my face in my hands. I had a bad feeling that mom's heart attack was caused by dad. I mean, I don't want to assume or anything, but it's my gut feeling. And the feeling deep down in my heart was making me feel sick.

I groaned in annoyance as pulled my hair in my hand slightly, not having it. My body was giving me symptoms of an anxiety attack, and I don't even feel that anxious. My mind isn't even thinking of the possibility, but it seems like my body thinks that it's the right time for an anxiety attack. What bad luck.

I shook my leg and took deep breaths, in an attempt to stop my anxiety attack. Okay, I really need to find something to help me with these, they are absolutely uncontrollable.

I stared at my shadow in the green grass for a good ten minutes, still doing my breathing exercises. Fortunately, it stopped. I sighed in relief. You don't know how often I feel that feeling in my chest, but it never feels any less foreign.