𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐌𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍'𝐬. 𝑒𝑥𝑜 ✔︎

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ChanyeolYodaEars
I waited for you in front of the school gate
(〃ω〃)

ChanyeolYodaEars
But you didn't come (*'ー｀*)

ChanyeolYodaEars
Hrm? r you sick?

ChanyeolYodaEars
ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

I stared at the screen for a long time. Then I felt the stinging sensation flowing in my eyesㅡ it was too overwhelming for me to accept the surrounding that I was in. Even though I was lying on my precious bed, it didn't take long for me to keep the pleasure of its comfort. The feeling of the pain was to surreal for me to handle, after all.

Rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand, I stifled a sob. I felt sorry to Chanyeol, but right now I didn't have the guts to type a reply for him. Though I was sure he was waiting for me like a loyal dog as he was. My head felt heavy, my body felt hotㅡ oh, those were sure excuses for me to skip school today. Those were enough.

But none would know the actual reason of my pain. It wasn't curable; it was just the disease of feeling heartbroken. Call me a loser, pathetic weak bitch, I did feel myself being a coward right now.

But me? A coward? Park Chorong never once felt defeated as she was right now..defeated by love. Ack! Even the sound of it crushed my dark and empty soul. I couldn't let go of yesterday's image, for real. It was suffocating me from inside out and I hated that kind of thing to choke me to death.

Thinking about that again made me confused all over the place. I got up from the bed so fast that it almost caused a nosebleed with this ringing headache. Let's rewind back.. Since when the heck Irene and Junmyeon have gotten that close? To the point they were hugging that tight andㅡ I didn't think I want to continue the rest of what might happen there yesterday. It was too shock for me. It felt like a good damn betrayal plastered on my face, especially since Irene knew the heck of my obsession with Jummyeon.

"Fuck. I hate my life." Sorry, this chapter was not rated G this time.

I wore my bunny slippers and went to the bathroom with snot running. For a cold and long shower, maybe it could lift a little bit burden here and there. As I stepped out of the bath after thirty minutes, I thenlooked at the mirror. "What the? Who are you?" Exhaling oxygen in desperation, I couldn't help but to gag at my horrendous heartbroken faceㅡdark circles, ounces of eye bags and red eyes. I snapped out of my daze when a couple of messages simultaneously were received.

JunmyeonRichie
[PDF]: Class Representatives Meeting List

JunmyeonRichie
Sorry for interrupting your rest, Chorong

JunmyeonRichie
But do you think you can come to the meeting this evening? It's at 6. I have something important to tell you,

JunmyeonRichie
So I'll be waiting.

I felt a tug in my heart suddenly. Oh, the things Junmyeon could do.. 

Shaking my head, I immediately pushed away the incoming thought. No, Chorong. You are a strong bitch. I touched my chest, faintly noticing my running heartbeat. If Junmyeon wanted to meet me, I might also could possibly confront him about yesterday. Of course, that would be the best solution for me instead of dragging dark clouds everywhere on top of my head. That would be a win-win situation, right? I unconsciously plopped myself down on the chair and put my phone away. Thousands of scenes were running through my headㅡ as if they were telling me to prepare myself for the worst and for the best.