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MW| 13

On Monday morning it was difficult to wake up, like usual. I dressed myself into my uniform and tied my hair up into a curly ponytail. I loved my dark brown wavy hair, but sometimes they got on my nerves whenever all I could do with it was tie it up in a high ponytail.

I glanced at the time and hurried out the door. I thought about eating or grabbing something to eat on my way out, but that didn't happen. I grabbed my bag and ran out the door and without stopping, I walked straight to school.

I didn't text or call Sunni since that night. After what happened that night I figured she'd be mad. That night was a long night, so much happened.

Once I got to school I walked to my locker and grabbed my notebook and locked it up again. I was expecting Minsoo to pop out of nowhere. But he didn't. Today seems awfully strange.

I walked to my class and everything seemed normal. Except one thing. I hadn't seen Minsoo this morning and Changjo wasn't here yet. I glanced at the time and I wasn't early, in fact there was only 2 minutes before class started.

Ugh whatever, he's probably just absent.

I began to do the warm up assignment.
I was so deep into my work that I didn't notice Changjo standing beside my desk. He tapped on the ground with his shoes trying to get my attention.
I looked up from my work and waited for him to speak.

"Uhh... I.. Uh need to talk to you," he stuttered. Why was he stuttering? Was he nervous? What did he want to talk to me about?'

"Okay?" I blinked.

"Meet me at lunch outside beside the flower garden," He said and just when I was about to object, the late bell rung and the teacher came in instructing the students to take a seat.

After an hour in Science and After an hour of boring math, the bell rung announcing that it was time for lunch. I felt butterflies in my tummy. I wondered what Changjo wanted to tell me.

I knew I had feelings for him. I didn't want to have these feelings, but his handsome features made it impossible. His attitude stunk but I knew that he was truly understanding.

I made my way outside to the flower garden. There were benches surrounding them with a light post beside it. That's where I found changjo sitting at. I sat down beside him. We sat in silence for a minute. It was so awkward that you could feel the thick tension in the air. The air blew and I could scent his cologne travel up my nostrils. You know those kind of colognes the guys where to attract girls? Well I think Changjo was wearing an 'attract soojung' cologne. My heart beat was increasing with every passing second.

"Let me get to the point," he said, almost a whisper.

I nodded as a sign for him to continue.

"Let's forget about what happened Saturday night," he said in a harsh cold tone. I felt my heart drop.

"What are you-"

"We both know that nothing happened and let me assure you that nothing is ever going to happen," he said cutting me off.

I felt a knot in my throat. I knew clearly what he was talking about. I also wanted to forget about him. I didn't want anything to happen but some part of me refused to listen to him. It didn't want to forget about him.

"I had already forgotten about it anyways," I said. I wanted to feel glad that I had answered him with a smart remark but I didn't feel glad at all.

I stood up and walked back to the lunchroom leaving him behind. As I was walking I wondered what had happened to Minsoo.
It hurt me that I had to pretend like nothing ever happened or that it was never going to happen between changjo and I.

"But I don't want to forget," I sighed.

Changjo's Point Of View-

I stared at Soojung's back as she left. I regretted what I had said and wanted to go after her, but then Sunni's voice echoed in my mind.

'Changjo! I like you! Please give me a chance! Soojung always got the guys she liked, can't I at least have you?'

I hated myself for agreeing. I hated myself for pitying Sunni.

But I also took this chance to tell Soojung to forget about me. I didn't want her to be hurt. I guess I should be relieved since she said she had forgotten already. I walked back to the cafeteria and Soojung was sitting down at a table with her head down. Was she okay? should I give her a hug?

no. I shook those thoughts away.

I walked past her and headed to my next class. I decided to skip lunch for today. while I was walking through the hallways, I heard familiar voices coming from the inside of a classroom. It was a female and male voice. I tiptoed closer to the class and noticed the door was slightly open. The male's voice sounded so familiar: Minsoo's? I peeked through the door's opening. I saw Park Rachel. Park Rachel and Bang Minsoo together?! what the hell is going on? I felt anger rush through my body. Is he cheating on Soojung?
The rumors were right, he was a player. His innocent act was too suspicious.

I barged into the room and rushed to grab Minsoo's collar. Park rachel ,who was sitting on his lap, fell to the ground.

"You think this is a game? Is playing with someones feelings fun? huh?" I shouted. Anger was taking over me and I couldnt bear to see that stupid smirk on his face anymore. I swung a punch across his face. As defense, he tried punching me but I was trained; I knew how to fight. I dodged most of his hits but I knew he was a great fighter.
I had one weak spot though just like he had his. I felt Rachel's hand on me trying to stop me; I heard yelling and shouting. I didn't stop and niether did he as I felt the need to finish this.

Here I was, giving up on Soojung trying to keep her from getting hurt, but I was wrong. I was only giving her up to a cheating bastard.

"Changjo stop!" it was soojung. Hearing her voice made me stop instantly. All I could see was Minsoo on the floor with his lip and nose bleeding.
I was about to pin him down and end it for him, but Soojung stopped me. She had saved that jerk again. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out the class with me.  I froze when I saw teachers heading my way, but relaxed when they ran passed me. They were all heading to the class where the fight had taken place.

I continued to drag Soojung out the school and far from campus. She tried to pull away but I grabbed on tighter.

"Yah! Stop it!" She snatched her wrist away from my grip. I looked into her eyes which only showed traces of fear and disappointment.

"No. Come with me first," I commanded and grabbed her wrist again. She tried pulling away but I held on tighter.

"You're hurting me, Changjo," she whined. I ignored her and continued pulling her to the nearest bus stop.
After some walking and more of her whining, I let go of her wrist and grabbed her hand tightly. She tried pulling again, but I held on tighter.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked. I didn't answer her. I pulled her into the bus and once we got off we continued walking.

"I'm tired," she coughed. I ignored her thinking she was just putting on a show.

Where is my old house? I know I didn't forget where my home was.

I walked up a hill and right there, there I found my old home. My only home that brought many heartwarming memories from when my dad was alive. But also memories of Yoora and I.

All of a sudden, I felt a strong pull at my arm. I looked down. My eyes widened in shock. Panic rushed over me. No this cant be happening, no.

"Soojung! Please be okay! Please wake up!" I fanned her with my hand. There on the cold ground, Soojung lay dead still.

'She has to be okay, she has too'. I thought. Scenes flashed through my mind. Scenes from Yoora's accident also flooded my mind as I panicked and anxiously hurried to carry her. I carried Soojung in my arms and took her inside my old home.
What the hell did I just do?