Trouble ; Kim Taehyung

(Taehyung)

Wednesday | 7:00 a.m.

August 4th

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    I bush my brows at the mere sight of homework written on the board, like, how does a normal student deal with this? I gave up the oh so many hours of sleep I could've gotten just to finish an individual project for the most murderous professor, Hank Walrus.

    I celebrated my finishing my work on time with tuna sandwich before coming to school but I guess I celebrated way too early.

    "Fuck" I whisper under my breath hoping God would take notice of my burden. Even though I hate this, I have to deal with it. If I don't pass my requirements on time then I'll be held back a year 'cause my exams scores were pretty shitty. I sigh when suddenly, someone comes in through the front door of the room. Hanna is standing at the doorstep with a big smile. Something flashes in my head making one side of my lips go up like there was a magnet over it.

How much happier would I have been if Eunsol was the one that showed up through that door?

    My head steps into a reel of memories of her smiling and I just lose it. I'm dying to smile so damn big that it could get wrapped around Jupiter thousands of times. I know that this makes me irrational, but name something, anything, that really does? I'm not the type to get in these loose stages of thought unless, well, it has something to do with her. Eunsol.

    Though she doesn't know it, She's practically the tyrant dominating my mind through and through. I want to deny my feelings so much but there are just times when I can't anymore. Those times are when I'm alone and suddenly something annoying pops up like an on click ad, then, BAM! She's soared the peak of my consciousness and is now dominating what's left of my rationality.

    I hear footsteps that carefully echo in my ears as I  slowly get pulled back into reality. She slightly separates her lips that're covered in red tint, "Why are you smirking?" She asks in this high pitched, playful kind of tone, as though she was enthusiastic about something.

"Nothing, Help me out with that thing will ya?" I point at the board I play oblivious and continue to play with my shaggy hair that drooped over my eyelids, twisting it over my finger then letting it loose.

"Slow as usual" She says it in such an offensive way that I almost cut her off but because she chuckled right after, I manage to pass it off as a joke. "I shouldn't be surprised that you forgot your past" She gives a faint smile whilst pulling out the chair beside me and then sits down.

"You're weird." I pretend to comment when in fact my mind has fled somewhere outside the window. I see Eunsol roaming around the soccer field beside the school bleachers. She's slowly drowning in the horizon which now makes her as big as those green, soldiers mini figures. I squint at the sight and take notice of her damp hair and wet clothes. It doesn't take me too long to realize why she's gotten soaked. Water balloons keep darting at her as she tried to escape in anger.

She's fuming with rage as she charges toward the group throwing balloons. As I stand up, also fuming with anger, Hanna suddenly pulls my hand.

She looks up to me with sorrowful eyes. "She's not the only person that could make you happy"

    I blankly stare at her for a minute trying to process this confusing scene, "You don't even know each other." I crumple my face as I anxiously keep turning back to face the window and her. "I need to go" Desperation swallows each word I just let out.

    I wriggle my hand which barely makes me escape her grip and I walk toward the door. Before clutching the door knob, I hear heavy and fast foot steps, and someone hugs me from behind. I pull away immediately because first, this isn't something being done in my favor and second, I can feel an ulterior motive.

"Look, I need to get going." I try to untie her hands that're locked into me like a chain.

"Technically, you don't need to" She says, pressing her forehead onto my back.

    Shivers speed down my spine as I decide to quit playing Mr. Nice Guy. I'm done tolerating something that makes me feel more anxious than I already am. It's like she knows something that don't. I've probably lived a life before having this one.

And I don't like that. Uncertainty.

I slice into the silence that's built up around us in this awkward position. "We're just friends"

    She replies immediately, tracing the desperation in her voice. "We can be more than that if you give me a chance" She grips onto my shirt tighter that I can feel her wrist really pushing against my chest.

    "I'm not giving you the chance and I assume you know the reason why." I take a hold of her wrists and break open her embrace. I pull her in front of me to draw the boundary engraved in every second I say this. "I'm not in love with you, I'm in love with her"

    She looks away as though she's going to have a melt down. But when she looks back up, she fucks with me. I first feel her tremble, then in a second, she's laughing hysterically! I am just dumbfounded at the sight. My heart drops six feet underground very confused.
I'm somewhat mad but I'm partially happy that I don't have to deal with something troublesome.

"LOOK. AT. YOUR. FACE!" Still laughing hysterically, she's able to insert these emphasized words in each breath.

    To shake off the tension building up in my throat, I also try laughing but it only sounded like air being pushed out of my stomach.

"Okay, stop with the games now" I manage to smile, feeling my body relax a bit.

She says wiping a tear, "I finally got the Great Taehyung to admit his feelings"

"You got me. For a minute there, I thought that everything was real"

"You?" She laughs hard then her face follows. "No way. . . "

     I open the door and see that the hallways are almost packed with students. I go out making Hanna follow me. As we walk down the hallways, she makes silly jokes that're supposed to be funny. Supposed to be. After the first two jokes, the essence of laughter just faded away. Her jokes started to becomes emptier and less understandable but to avoid any other tiresome drama, I try to laugh to as much as I can even as my mind is locked in looking for Eunsol.

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