Chapter 4: Growing stuck

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Ten Years Later...

DARA'S POV

I was walking aimlessly along the corridor, dragging my feet as i made my way towards my locker. Class hasn't started yet but i already feel exhausted. Don't ask why, i'm so tired to answer and i don't want to remember what happened.

Upon reaching my locker, i twisted the lock with my combination and as expected, i was welcomed with a pile of trash stuffed inside with my books. It all fell from my locker down to the floor that earned almost everyone's attention. Did i say almost? I mean everyone's attention! They all stared at me for one good second and burst out laughing. Arggg!! I glared at all of them and that made them stop but some were just trying so hard to stifle their laughs. These people! How could they laugh at other's misfortune?

I started gathering the trash and threw them at the nearest bin before anyone accuse me of littering. I very well know who did this childish act. If its not him, he must have paid someone to do it.

I went back to my locker to get my books when i suddenly heard the people around me squealed. "Oh my gosh! Here they come!" Some girls huddled in the corner loudly said and that made me stop moving. "God! They're so handsome!" Another one yelled and that's my signal to move faster and yup, hide!! I hurriedly gathered my things and quickly made my way out of that place not bothering to look who it was. I ran as fast as i can and immediately turned left at the corner to hide and if possible, make myself invisible.

I tried to sneak a peek behind the wall to check if my instinct was indeed right and true enough, it was him. My mortal enemy!

There he is...right there! You see him? No? Oh..right. You can't..you're just reading. Ha ha ha. Ehem...

Anyways, he's walking confidently together with his gang. Well, they're not really in a gang but they look like gangsters with their get ups. I mean, who would wear something like that inside the university? Leather jackets and ripped pants? Duh! And those girls can't control themselves whenever they see them walking along the corridors like they're some kind of models or something. Geez, what's happening in this country?!?

If only they knew what they're capable of doing especially their leader. I have experienced bullying from others but those are nothing compared to him. My very own personal bully is more hideous than all of them combined.

I got startled when i saw him glanced at my direction so i abruptly stepped back and quickly hid myself behind the wall again. Geez, how can i go to class if they are currently lurking on the corridor i'm supposed to walk into? I'm running late and i know my professor won't let me in his class if i come late.

I let a minute or two passed before i decided to peek at them again. I leaned towards the very edge of the wall to have a better view when somebody gave my shoulder a quick poke. I ignored it for i am a woman in a mission. I craned my neck a little bit longer and deeply sighed in relief, smiled triumphantly to myself when i didn't see any of them at the hall. Good gracious. Thank you God for your kindness. I feel so blessed. I was about to go out from my hiding place when i felt the same insistent poking on my shoulder.

"What?!?" I yelled shifting my head towards my right but my breath was caught inside my throat when i saw the last person i want to lay eyes on. I dropped everything i was holding in surprise. He was glaring at me dangerously, staring me down as he made a step forward to reach me. "J-jiyong..." i stuttered as i felt all my hair in my body raised.

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