Chapter 32 나는 이것을 결정할 수 없다.

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I suggest listening to the music up above while reading (because Bogsunga's real name in real life is Yeri and Yeri is part of singing this song)
I look up at him as he holds my hand titghtly. I gulp after hearing those words. "Am I?" Jungkook asks. Tears collect up in my eyes again. "I- I don't know.." I reply unsuringly. "How about you?" Jungkook asks. I gulp. "Only if you don't love me.." I mumble. "Bogsunga.. I-I.." before Jungkook could finish his sentence my phone starts ringing. "Hello?" I immediately answer it.

"Hello? It's Jaebum.. I'm sorry Bogsunga. Want me to pick you up." Jaebum says on the phone. "I'm sorry but I'm at home now I don't need it. Thanks though." I reply. After hanging up I open the car door. "Wait! I didn't finish." Jungkook says stopping me. "We can continue later.. for now? I need a break from drama.." I say before closing the door.

As I lay there in my bed alone I sigh. "How messed up IS my life?" I cry quietly so no one in the house would hear.

As I brush my teeth i looked at the clock.. 10:00 PM. Everybody should be asleep right now except for Namjoon..

So I quietly sneak out of my bedroom door.

As I walk down the hall to the front door I was about to turn the knob until I feel a tap on the shoulder. I gasp and quickly turn around to see,

Namjoon. "What are you doing?" He asks suspiciously I gulp. "Umm. Just getting some fresh air." I say as an excuse. "Oh really?" He asks. I sigh. "Fine.. I'm sneaking out." I say. "Sneaking out to what?" He asks. I sigh. "Just to hang with friends." I reply. "Okay don't be stupid." He says before leaving me alone.

As I walk out I end up finding myself in the local park. I sigh as I sit down on a swing. "What am I going to do with my life..." I say out loud. "I hate you!!!" I scream out loud. "You hate who?" An unfamiliar voice says near by. I jump a little as I look around. "Who's out there?" I say a little scared.

"It's okay.. you don't have to know you can just let out all the problems you want to cry.." the voice says. "Am I going crazy?" I say tears collecting up. "I don't know.. but what's wrong?" The voice says. I gulp. "Will you tell anyone?" I whimper. "I have no friends to tell." The voice says. I sigh. "Okay fine.. ." And so I explain all my stress and worries and drama to this mysterious voice. Was it all in my head? I don't know.. but didn't it relieve some stress? Yes...

After about an hour or two of talking I finally decide to stand up. "I think I may have to go home." I say. "Mhm I'll always be here at night sweetie. If you need someone to talk to come here every night." The voice explains. I don't know where it was coming from but it was kind of high up. Like as if a God was speaking down to me. "Thank you.." I say before leaving the park.

The voice seemed kind of manly but sweet and kind.

The next night I come again at exactly 10:00PM. "So. Do you want to talk about what happened on the first day of school." The mysterious voice asks. "Sure, why not?" I reply. "Go on.." the say. And so I go,
As I walked down the hall of my school. The only sound you could hear was my breath. And the click clicking of my high heels. You could see everyone and everyone could see me. I was surrounded by wannabe queens and kings of the school. People stare at me. Either admiring or jealously gossiping. But I didn't care whether someone liked me or not. Because I liked myself more than anyone. I was queen. Princess. But my name is Bogsunga. Which means peach in korean. So I was Peach Princess. (This is me I have long black hair and I'm kind of short.. 5'2)

 5'2)

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