It was hard.
It was hard going to school where eyes were on you at all points. Whispers, yelling and screaming when people recognized you. Some words were degrading and made you want to attack, while others were just plain on sad.
So, yes. It was hard.
But wearing your blue cap made it easier. It calmed you since it made you feel like you were invisible underneath the shade that it casted onto your upper face.
You could barely last the first period of class because even then professor in front seemed to give you an awkward glance. Sighing to yourself, you tried to ignore the feeling of always being watched as you took a hold of your things and finally left the lecture hall.
Mom had said this blowing over will take time, you thought internally, sighing, I just wish it could blow over faster...
Moving down the quiet hallway, you didn't pay attention to much other than the colours on the walls. Through all the mess that was this scandal you were involved in; nothing was more refreshing than coming back to school. Shocker, I know. Who would possibly miss school? You did. You missed the walls that used to be so suffocated before all this extreme drama took place...now, the school's walls seemed to be nothing compared to the walls of your bedroom you were trapped in for days.
Just stepping out of the house lately felt like a new breath of air circulating within you. It was an amazing feeling. Were you thankful? Yes. Have you thanked any of the boys yet? No. Sadly, looking over at all the conspiracies and fan-based drama spreading online, you didn't know if it was smart of you to go over and try to speak to the boys. The last thing I want is to have a picture taken of me outside of the BigHit building.
Your phone rang causing you to jump out of your thoughts as you slowly dragged your feet on the tiles of the school floor.
"Hello?" you said softly into the phone.
You smiled for the first time in forever when hearing the voice on the other end. The voice of the woman that had been taking care of you a lot the past few days.
"Hi," you popped out, a stroking of relief moving through your once frustrated body.
"How's school so far?" the voice asked, chuckling over the overly-excited tone that escaped from you.
"Okay," you lied, wanting to change the subject as fast as possible, "...but what about you? You finally move all your stuff back into the building?"
"No, I got lazy with half the belongings," the woman laughed out, seeming to be moving around while speaking to you on the phone. "I'll probably just get one of the boys to help move me back in...I'm just glad I'm not permanently fired."
You smiled, "Lia, it was a misunderstanding. Plus, I'm sure they'd regret not having you on the team if they kept you away for too long."
Lia sighed.
You knew what the woman was going to probably say next. This was about the jackets going missing, and how even you said "it was a misunderstanding". Now that everyone at the building knew that, you were told by Lia that many staff started to feel bad about it as well. The same staff that used to give you looks of judgement months back. Sure, you had felt saddened that so many people were upset at the building because of the fact, but did that make you want to go and visit? No. No it didn't.
"It was a misunderstanding that led Jungkook and Namjoon to behave the way they did," Lia tried softly.
You rolled your eyes.
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