One Way For Love

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"Bom..." Minzy said twice.

"I respect your decision, I just thought maybe you could stay after that, but this is all my fault, isn't it?" I whispered.

"Don't cry, please don't cry" Minzy said. But I was already running off the room.

And like that, I was left alone how many times now? More than 10.

I rushed to my house before people on the streets saw me cry.

Minzy was leaving the country because of me. Because I wasn't strong enough to protect her from the bullies at my school, I just stood cowardly and silently watching the scenes happen.

I knocked my dad's studio door. He letted me in.

"Dad... I can't stand it anymore. Can't you understand all the hate and all the hurtful comments those people say to me? I just want to move back to my old school. Please..." I begged.

"You... You were the one asking for me to trasnfere you, and now you want to come back?"

"The hate they sent me in my old school is nothing compared to what they do to me in the recent one. Please, I'm begging you. I want to go back to Shinhwa."

My dad looked directly at me with a deep and questionable look.

"Fine. I'll trasnfere you back. But there is no turning back now. If you go back, you stay there, I don't care what they do to you or how much hate they send." My dad was always cold-hearted and he treated me like this, but his words always mamaged to hurt me a bit.

"Thank you. I'm leaving to check the uniforms now. Thanks, really, dad." I made a reverence and left the room.

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First days at schools ain't easy. And first days at schools you've already went to are worse. But, first days at schools you've already went to and they bullied you in them, are the worst.

I made two ponytails with my hair and looked to the mirror. My hair was large and brown, with bangs. And the uniform didn't really suited me, but it was obligatory.

I went out of the house and took the private car. They went straight to my new school and I remembered why I hated it: rich girls were bragging about things and looking at posts in their phones, they were walking as of they're the hottest one in there and most of them were spoiled brats. And guys... How do I start? Bullying every Social Care (or those who are in the school because of their parents jobs or their grades), every shy or nom-social kid. Walking as if they're oh-so-unreachable and oh-so-freaking-good-looking. Thank God my father is rich. But... That didn't stopped them in the past, they still bullied me because of my looks. I put a fake smile to day goodbye to the chauffeur and then I started walking and took a deep breath.

In the hallways, there was a tall guy (and good-looking, not going to lie) pushing a guy with glasses and making him look pathetic in the floor.

I evaded any type of contact with them amd the people around them. 'Don't look back, don't help, or they're going to do the same with you.'

But I heard whispers through my back.

"Omo- Bom is back." "Do you think they bullied her in the other school?" "She's still ugly..." "Oh, she's gonna cry again." "Why is she back?" "She's an ugly plastic brat."

I didn't turned back. Or not until one comment made my attention worth looking back.
"Seunghyun! It's her, Park Bom!"

I looked back at the guy who screamed and then to the so called Seunghyun. It was, effectively, the guy that was bullying the guy with glasses. Oh, he was good-looking.

"I don't want problems, I will not disturb you." And I kept walking.

But I didn't heard the last comment. I didn't stopped myself to appreciate how everything started.

And, God, I wish i would've stayed in my old school.

"I do want problems." Seunghyun whispered.