Senshine [EXO Sehun fanfic]

Chapter 1: Everything Has Changed

Miyoung's POV

"Come on, catch up," Jongin teased and poked his tongue out.

"Psh, don't talk like that to the girl on the track team!" I said. He chuckled for a bit but then frowned. Then, his eyes widened.

He ran as quick as he could to hug me. He spun around and a loud shooting sound echoed through my ears. Someone passed by, took a look at us and ran after the man who held a gun. He was fast but that wasn't the point now. Jongin looked at me and smiled.

"Jongin!" I screamed. He looked at me, his eyes glistening.

"Miyoung," he cupped my face and wiped away a tear with his thumb. "Stop crying, stupid. I'd die for you, remember?"

"Stupid! You said that you would stay with me forever, remember?" I shouted. "Don't... don't break your promises..."

"But I also promised you that I... I'd do anything to protect you... Hey, I couldn't bear to see my own sister get shot... I... I had to do s-something..." Miyoung replied weakly.

"Oppa, don't go," I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face.

"I...I don't think I can make it. Sorry, Miyoung-ah. I can't make it for your birthday," a small tear rolled down his cheeks. "Really, I'm sorry,"

"Please... Don't leave... Please?..."

He tried to hug me. I helped him and leaned down. "Baby don't cry, tonigh- ack," he started to sing but spat blood out.

"Wait, oppa, no!" I screamed and shook him. He smiled apologetically for the last time and shut his eyes.

***

I shot up and sweat filled all over my face. That nightmare again...

The bright sunlight shone through the curtains, fully waking me up and I groggily got out of bed. I would've almost gone back to sleep, but today was the first day of Spirit Day at our school. Well, it was actually the first Spirit Day that I had experienced in High School since I was new, but everyone had been buzzing about it since our principle announced it last Thursday. I lifted myself off the bed and felt a sharp pain run through my ribs and my thighs. Ugh, I thought to myself remembering every little detail of what happened. Chaeyeon, the popular chick at our school just came along with her clique and just started attacking me - for no reason at all! I clutched my ribs as I walked over to my closet on deciding what to wear. Our school colours were red and white which made it a bit hard for me since I wasn't really into those colours. I finally spotted a white off-shoulder top and red denim shorts and I headed towards the bathroom and filled the tub with tepid water and hopped inside. I looked up and stared at the ceiling. My life had been going downhill ever since my brother, Kim Jongin, or Kai, as he liked to call himself, died. My father blamed himself for his death and committed suicide, leaving my mother crying every night. One night she collapsed and died, leaving me in this dreadful world. I was living by myself meaning that I had to work to pay the fees. Well, actually, they had left alot of money but you can never take that for granted. The warm water seemed to ease the pain and I soon got out. I put on my outfit along with my maroon vans. I realised I didn't feel any pain afterwards, which was weird but at least it was a good start to the day! I grabbed my phone and a pair of sunglasses and stuffed them in my bag, heading out into the beautiful day. The sun was shining bright, the sky was a perfect shade of blue and the clouds looked fluffy. I smiled for the first ever time since they had died. Probably not the most genuine but still, I actually smiled.

***

"Oh my gosh, that freak actually has nice clothes," I frowned and tilted my heard around and glared at her. Chaeyeon. Little giggles evolved around her and she had a smug look on her face. Firstly, I am not a freak and secondly, I always have nice clothes on. So what is she on about? I shrugged and left, not letting her get to me but I felt a pair of footsteps follow me. I turned to face her again and frowned