Jangsun HS | Friday, Lunch Break
I yawned at I past by the classes. The bell rang for lunch five minutes ago, and I barely woke up from my nap. The school was cold, like really cold. I regret not bringing a jacket, only have some flimsy school blazer.
I walked into the girl's bathrooms, rubbing my eyes with another yawn. I blinked twice, seeing a guy pee on the wall.
Wait... I looked around, and slapped myself. Great going Dayoung.
"What the fuck?!" The guy yelled, turning the other way. "What's your problem, perverted girl?"
"Perverted?!?" I yelled, "Who's perverted?!"
"What kind of girl goes into the boy's bathroom?" He glared at me, and I stepped closer to him. My nostrils flared, and I grew annoyed.
Perverted? Well I apologize for not realizing! I'm too tired for this shit.
Girl, take a deep breath.
I looked at the guy's face again, fuck no. I'm not dealing with this shit today.
"Yah, you asshole. You wanna call me perverted?" I kicked his knee. He didn't budge. "You called it!" I screamed, bashing our foreheads together.
He whimpered, squatting down. Haha, don't mess with Im Dayoung's forehead. I can even break a tree with this million dollar forehead.
"You broke my forehead!" He screamed, looking at himself in the mirror.
I did a happy dance, yeah I earned the nickname Forehead Man Dayoung. It was a cool nickname that I actually liked. Who needed skirts, dresses, makeup, and all of those things? You needed to be able to stick up for yourself, and those things aren't going to help you.
"By the way, you're too small for me to be a pervert. Peace!" I ran away, by I ended up smacking my face against the door. I kicked the door opened, not caring about the dent and cracks my forehead gave the door.
For some reason, my forehead was very powerful. It's really hard that I'm able to hit a brick wall and make cracks on it (or even break it depending on how hard I hit it).
The doctors think it's because when I was younger, I used to get abused a lot by my parents. I always had my head bashed into the toilet or wall. They think that the abuse toughened my forehead up.
Not that I care, my forehead is my pride and glory. No one messed with me after they got a forehead pounding. Even some people are scared of me too.
"Oh, Dayoung-ah. I was just going to ask if you wanted to eat together."
I looked around, seeing Bona. I smiled at her, "Sure. I need to take a piss really bad though."
Bona is my neighbor. We've been neighbors since I was five and she was six. She always played with me no matter what, even if the kids in the neighborhood said that my forehead would kill her.
"I always tell you to stop speaking like a guy. This is why you can never get a boyfriend." Bona frowned, and I shrugged. We both walked into the bathrooms.
"The girl and her forehead best friend. She probably only sticks with her so she doesn't get bullied."
Meiki and Eunseo. I hated their guts. Meiki hated Bona for some unknown reason, even Bona told me she didn't know. Eunseo never said anything about Bona, she only took Meiki away before I could hit her.
"Yah, wanna fight?" I glared, tucking my hair behind my ear.
On cue, Eunseo dragged Meiki out of the bathrooms and Bona pulled me away.
"Stop threatening her. She'll always have something to say no matter what." Bona said, and I banged our foreheads together.
"You asked for it instead of her unnie." I walked into the stall and locked it.
"See! You and your forehead. Ugh, Taeyong will laugh at me now." Bona complained, probably looking at herself in the mirror.
It didn't matter if Bona had a bruise on her forehead because of me or not. She would always look pretty no matter what. With no makeup or makeup, with her hair done or not– it didn't matter. She was like a doll.
I did the rest of my business, and went out of wash my hands.
"O yea, that reminds me. I accidentally went into the boy's b-room and hit a guy too because he called me a pervert."
"Dayoung, how many times do I have to tell you. Stop sleeping in class and stop using your forehead to hit people!" Bona cried out, "Look what you did!"
"What? You still look pretty." I rolled my eyes at her, drying my hands with paper towels. "Then I hit the door with my head and made a dent."
Bona laughed and we both walked out of the bathrooms. People moved out of the way for us two, and we walked to the cafeteria.
"See, everyone's scared of you."
"Look at my face." I said, and Bona looked at me. "Tell me, does it look like I care?"
"Ugh, whatever." Bona flicked my forehead, "Ow..." She held her hand, blowing on her finger.
"That isn't my forehead's fault. You can't flick foreheads for life." I pointed out and Bona stuck out her tongue.
"Whatever, now let's see my darling~"
I gagged, following Bona who skipped into the cafeteria to see Taeyong. They gross me out.
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