Breath

Chapter 17

Breath 17

The weather was bad, very bad. It's summer but a storm suddenly came in making you all sat still on your chairs. Neither the teacher nor the students bothered to continue the class because it was one hell of a strong storm. The wind was howling and it seemed to be banging in the glass window trying to get inside and blew every one in the room. You can see how the rain slanted in direction and it's almost as thick as an icewall covering the green color of the trees that surrounded the school. Yuna was slouching on her seat, tapping her newly painted fingernails with pink color added by small pieces of crystals on it. The rest of the class looked down and bored, even the Girls Generation seemed to have lost their appetite in shitting you off today.

"Teacher.." You suddenly spoke loud enough for the teacher 5 meters away from you to hear. "Can I go to the comfort room?" You asked but even without the teacher's reply you stood up and walked out of the room; heaving a heavy sigh as you stopped by the doorstep. You took a quick glance in your room before you finally left. You actually didn't want to go to the comfort room, instead you walked straight to the clubroom where you think Taehyung might be right now. There was an eerie silence in the hallway, only the soft tapping of your shoes in the white tiled floor was the only noise you can hear. You wanted to know how your boyfriend was, it was easy to ask that though but you haven't have his number ever since. How can you date someone who doesn't even leave his phone number to you?

You stood in front of the Literary Clubroom's door. The light was on inside and you knew someone must be in there; you hoped it was Taehyung or Suga or other club members aside from Shinbi. So far, after what had happened, you forgotten how to deal with her, you were not just ready for a closure with her. You pushed the door open, and found yourself inside the room in a quick moment. You looked around and saw Taehyung and Suga working on something in the company table. Both were typing in their laptops and seemed to be drowned in their work that they even noticed that you came. You cleared your throat, making the two of them cut their eyes from their computer screens and looked at you. Your heart cringe, seeing Taehyung looked so tired, not to mention he looked gorgeous with his nerd-glasses and you didn't even realize he was using spectacles. He never fails to surprise you as well.

"Didn't expect you'd be here.." He spoke with a small curve in the corner of his lips. "Skipping class?"

"N-no." You shook your head, and glanced a smile at Suga before walking towards the table. "The teacher got lazy because of the storm, so I had to go out. The boredom kills me." You said and the two exchanged looks for awhile before letting out a short chuckle. "Hmm, what are you guys doing?" You asked.

"Paper works." Taehyung replied, "Guess I have to take a break." He breathed, as he gently folded his laptop.

"It has been awhile since I saw you Hera-ssi." Suga spoke with a smile, then your eyes widened when you heard his voice croaked; like it was in pain.

"A-are you okay Suga??" You gasped and quickly took a seat beside him.

"Sorethroat." Taehyung shortly replied with his arms crossed around his chest. "He was trying to sing last night and look what he got?"

"Aish, I wouldn't have sung.. if Hyeri didn't force me too." Suga sighed, you managed to understand what he said even though your ears seemed to be cringing together with your face as you listen to his voice.

"If only there's honey and lemon here.. I can make you a good remedy for sorethroat." You smiled.

"I wish I have sorethroat." Taehyung sighed making the three of you laughed.