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CHAPTER 3

                Dedicated to:  00baekkiewifeu00

As much as I try to recall my childhood, I can only picture its memories in black and white. Not that I never experienced any happy moments, but they were so rare that they probably started fading slowly until I lost their track.
The only precious one I could still remember and still smile at is back when I was somewhere around 6.
It may seem very plain to a lot of people, but considering my life's path I find it strangely joyful.

Backpack on, I proceeded to go out of the house smiling like a lunatic to myself, nothing in mind but the positive thought of a joyful journey waiting me.
The ride was quiet, yet I could feel a tender atmosphere dominating.
Nothing but emptiness filled the park we went to. Nothing but the metallic sound coming from the swings still swaying back and forth could be heard.
A smile crept to my face as I admired with my childlike eyes the view.
The leaves being gently blown by the autumn wind. The soft whispers exchanged between my parents every now and then.
                      Everything felt nice.
                Everything seemed joyful.

Yet, when I recall this memory, I can't help but wonder how could autumn seem strangely so bright when everything was dying.

The answer came as I came to a grown up age where I could finally figure out that pills weren't candy all this time.
And so, my vision changed, drastically I may add.
I couldn't see the bright colours anymore. I couldn't enjoy the warmth of the autumn's sun anymore.

And I hated myself for being like this.

I wish I could always stay trapped in my little happy memory, doing nothing else but enjoying my strawberry flavoured ice cream, listening to the chuckles coming from both my parents and arriving to my ears like a soft lullaby. Feeling everything enveloping me like a warm scarf.

I hated becoming an adult.

Because suddenly, everything started to feel like nothing, and nothing started to feel like everything.

But as much as I hated the person I grew to become, it was nothing compared to the hatred I proved for the detention I was stuck in at the moment.

Not even me, the quiet and introvert person, liked it.

The problem was that it was unbearably quiet, which incited me to think even more than I already do. Which is , I presume , impossible.

It was quiet to the point I could hear my monologue.

It was quiet to the point it prompted me to
think how much I hated the person I became in this place I'm in right now.
The problem was not the room, but what was filling it.

It had actually a scent along the lines of bubblegum or cotton candy.  I couldn't really tell.
It was actually weird as I predicted it will smell something like vomit, since it's my first time stepping here.
Yet I already settled down my first impressions towards this place.

Catching a glance of the camera right above the door, I sighed to myself, remembering the actual reason why I was here at the moment.
Probably because I was stupid.

It came out that students weren't allowed to sneak out of class and go through the "secret" files the school hid.

Sense my sarcasm.

What happened to me actually was some kind of "caught in the act", but by video taping.

I didn't really catch what Mr. Kim , the director, said. Well, since Miss Lee came in and I couldn't help but notice how she was walking like an arrogant penguin because of her broken heel.

Again, being the person I am, I didn't give two damns. And I'm being totally frank.

How can I care about the shit they were saying when what I actually did was more like the first move I ever made in my life rather than a foolish mistake?

I probably changed someone's destiny, or whatever we call it.

The heroic action , as I would like to call it , I did,  felt pretty much weird the day before, albeit the fact that it brought with it a tint of happiness.

I wasn't really aware of what was happening,  as today was actually the day that was supposed to be yesterday.
I ,myself, can't solve it.

Baekhyun ,him, was another thing.
He left as soon as the impact of the shock caused by the incident came to an end.
Not even sparing me a glance.
I probably got used to it. It happened so many time in a very short amount of time.

But as much as it felt weird, I was completely determined to help him no matter what deep hell he was in, not even caring about the consequences.
Because, for the first time since forever. I smiled.
He made me feel happy,  Even though it didn't last for so long but it was genuine.

_ " There are two primary choices in life, Minhee :
To accept things and conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them."

He's back, again. And this time not even wearing a uniform.

Why should everything be put down as an enigma? Was it an IQ test or something?

_ "Are you a magician? Because I can't really tell how many times you came in without me noticing. Look, I don't know what you want but I don't have it." I snapped.

_"Wishes are something beautiful." He trailed while walking closer to the window. "Yet we should choose them wisely."

I frowned. Why does he keep on giving me lessons in life?

_"It's confusing? Isn't it?" He continued "How things can take the wrong path."

Can I get more confused than I already am?

_"Look, Taehyung-" I started.

_"V." He declared.

_"What?"

_"Call me V." He stated.

V? As much as it was weird I was kind of glad that he finally responded to one of my questions, that he finally acknowledged my existence instead of spitting his own shit life lessons.

I am now more than confused. I don't even know if all of this is real. Maybe I died and I'm now getting punished for all my meaningless fears. Maybe I'm dreaming.
Who could tell?

Maybe I should just ask him.

_"Okay, V?!" I didn't suspect it to come out as a question, but ok. "I don't really know what  deep hell I'm in right now. I don't know who you are and how you keep disappearing in a blink of an eye. I don't know what happened today. I don't know who's that Baekhyun guy and-"

I stopped as V put his index on my lips to shush me.

_"Shhh...." He shushed. "The game has just started. One minute can value 10 hours. Play wisely, Minhee."

And so, he left. Leaving me startled, confused, dumbfounded, and most importantly asking myself how the hell did I get myself into this.