|| A Foreigner in Danger || <VMIN x OC>

Karma

"I love you too much for my own good."

"I'm not leaving you. I have and will always love you, but for now, give me some time."

"If you want to mess with other guys, use this break as a chance to. But just come back to me afterwards."

"You mean the universe to me. You are my world, you are my dream. But eyes don't lie, Song Jasmine. Whatever the case may be, he should never have even been so close to you."

"Song Jasmine!"

I jerked open my eyes as Mr Wang was staring at me from the front of the citizenship class.

Everyone turned to me.

"Present," I lethargically replied, my head still in my arms.

The class laughed.

"Yes, we already established that you were present. I was asking the class about individual experiences last week. How was yours and Jimin's experience?"

I didn't get any sleep whatsoever last night, the words Taehyung hurled at me constantly replayed in my mind over and over again.

All night I was scared of falling asleep in case I had to re live the moment when he walked away.

All sorts of thoughts were flooding my mind as I tossed and turned; forcefully closing my eyes just to wrench them open again playing out another way in which I could've handled the situation.

After he left, Aunt Jeong and Mum came running out asking what all the commotion was. I ignored them and went straight to bed and ended up just lying there, staying awake until 6am.

When I looked in the mirror, the morning sun was shining off the necklace he gave me and I ripped it off and threw it on the floor.

I trudged out of my room and watched TV for an hour. Then I washed my face about four times to feel and look refreshed, but it was of no use, my whole face was bloated.

It was the first time I'd cried over anyone before and my eyes were swollen. I tried to cover the bags with concealer, but how can anyone possibly conceal their feelings?

The class was now awaiting my response as I slowly lifted my head up.

Jimin was sitting next to me, but hadn't said a word and I was glad because I wasn't in the mood to talk.

Taehyung hadn't come to class. Good, I hope he never comes back.

"Yeah it was fine," was all I managed to say.

"Where did you go?" Mr Wang was deliberately trying to get me to speak.

"Orphanage," I sharply replied.

Mr Wang raised an eyebrow, "And what did you do exactly? Song Jasmine, these small replies of yours won't be of any help to anyone in trying to understand."

I brushed my untamed hair back impatiently, "Well that's all I have to say. You are free to ask Jimin as well, you can see I don't want to speak."

Damn, I was taking my inbuilt anger out on Mr Wang.

I sensed Jimin turn to me in shock as the class started sniggering and coughing awkwardly. I didn't mean to be rude to Mr Wang; he was one of the laid back teachers that I'd really grown to like. Today, he had blue highlights in his hair and he looked so cool.

He fixed his white framed glasses and sighed, "I think you need to get some fresh air. Come back when you've learnt the manners I know you have."

I tucked my chair in and looked straight ahead whilst walking past the class and straight out of the door.