Replay (A SHINee's TaeMin fanfic)

Chapter 9

Park Hanna's POV

Darkness.

I see nothing but darkness.

My fragile body, beaten to the core, unable to feel or move.

I didnt know what day it was or how long i have been lying on the muddy ground.

I didnt have the strength or energy to scream for help and even if I did, it is impossible for anyone to hear me.

I knew right there and then, death was awaiting me.

But i didnt have regrets. I would rather be where I am right now then spend the rest of my life with that horrible creature. That monster ruined my life. I know I should feel guilty. But what I did to him is nothing compared to the things he did to me.

If I was destined to die now, atleast I died fighting for what's right. Atleast I fought back. Atleast I stood up for myself.

I could feel my eyes slowly closing. I knew it was the end.

But suddenly, as if on cue, I saw a bright light coming from a far.

Am I in heaven? No. Thats impossible. I have too many sins. I dont deserve heaven.

"Hanna! Where are you?!"

A familliar voice called out my name. My mouth was dry from all the beating and crying that i couldnt utter a sound. I wanted to shout. To tell them I'm here. I'm alive.

But I just cant. My body is too weak to do anything.

Maybe I really am destined to die.

Yes.

I should just die.

I closed my eyes and hot tears started falling.

Its the end.

MY END.

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3:35 am.

I woke up sweating and panting from the nightmare. I haven't had one for a long time now. I thought I was finally free from it.

But who am I kidding. I will never be free from my past.

I got out of bed, still shakey from the bad dream and grabbed a glass of water to calm myself down.

As I drank, I realized that today was Friday, my least favorite day. Friday means Saturday and Sunday is right around the corner.Unlike other people, I hate the weekends. It means being with your family and hangging out with friends.

I dont have a family.

And I obviously dont have friends.

I have to suffer 2 days of total loneliness. The thought of it makes my head hurt.

I went back to my bed and positioned myself for sleep. But slumber failed to enter my body. I was wide awake.

And as always, the nightmares of my past haunted me for the rest of the morning.

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"Thank you sir. Thank you so much. " I bow repetitively.

"Your welcome Park Hanna-ssi. I'll give you a call. I'll see you soon and... I hope you last.  " Principal Oh said with what I think was sarcasm. Not so sure.

I pretended not to know what he meant and chuckled.
"I--um-- should get going. Thank you once again." I awkwardly said and bowed.

I left the office and treaded the shool halls and decided to look around. I walked not really knowing were I was going exactly.

The school looks good. The faculty and staff are not so bad.

"A great place to to start my new life." I said to myself as leaned on a tree beside me.

The sun's ray felt nice and warm. I closed my eyes and inhaled the fresh air.

"This is it Park Hanna. Your new beginning."

As I was nearing the school gate, I took one last glance at the school I would be working in for the rest of my stay here in Seoul.

When I was satisfied, I continued walking and waved down a passing taxi.

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They say that teaching in highschool is like drinking coke zero. You'll never know if its a good thing or a bad thing.

But, hey? Coke is coke. Sugar-free or not, we drink it anyway.

My savings could pay for my needs, but not for long. I have to keep this job for the meantime. After all, Seoul Arts High School pays a fairly good amount for a substitute teacher like me. Might as well grab the opportunity.

Principal Oh said that the english and literature teacher was a good one and having him leave was sad. I'll start teaching anytime soon (Im quite sure he said he would call.....) and I want to give my students a good impression of me.

So, I laid out all the new clothes and  I bought on my bed. I spent the whole weekend trying to find the perfect outfit for my first day. First impressions last, they say.

After hours and hours of mixing and matching, I finally concluded the fate of next week's outfits. I placed them on hangers and carefully hanged them inside my closet.

I put my hands on my hips and mentally praised myself for what I have accomplished.

Soon after, my stomach started grumbling. "Woah, its dinner aleady?" Knowing that I dont have a refrigerator and my drawers are full of air, basically empty, I decided to have pizza for dinner. Problem is...I dont know where to buy one.

A low sound came from my tummy for the second time. "I get it. I get it. Stop grumbling, will you." I scolded my stomach.

And so the travail for pizza search-and-rescue begins.

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Heyyy...i know. I broke my promise.. i dont have a good reason so you can just choke me...

Boring, i know. But its a glimpse of hanna's life. AND.. I'll still be using Taemin's POV from time to time (another promise broken)...hehe. With Hana's POV alone, i just dodnt think I could express the story that way. So yeah.

But please continue your support. ILY!

900+ READS THO...IT MIGHT BE NOTHING FOR OTHERS BUT THIS MEANS SO MUCH FOR A LESS KNOWN AUTHOR LIKE ME AHDUHFFIHIDA!!!

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