Loving Dreaming •A Killing Stalking Fanfiction•

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I went through the weekend over thinking about what could happen on this long awaited day. It's now Monday and I'll see Sangwoo, seeing as our lockers are near each other. Fuck, this is really stressing me out. I expect that Friday night could just a one time thing and we'll never speak to each other again. These were the types of thoughts that made me lose my mind.

I take a long hot shower in attempt to calm my mind and body.

Once I am done I go back to my room to get dressed. I blush thinking about ways I could impress Sangwoo. Now that he knows who I am I think it'd be a good idea to dress nicer than I usually do. I put on my good jeans and find a plain black long-sleeved shirt with a white stripe on the right sleeve.

I stare at my reflection in the foggy bathroom mirror and see something different in my eyes. It was shocking but I did feel different today. Maybe this anxious feeling was just a longing to see Sangwoo again.

I adjust my hair to keep it from falling on my face. I take a deep breath and head out for school.

When I get to the entrance I stop and look around the schoolyard for Sangwoo, I usually see him sitting around the tables and benches sometimes but today he wasn't there.

I paced quickly to my locker ignoring the stares as I walked down the typical cramped hallway. If it were any other day I would stare down to my feet and ignore facing anyone at all but today, was very different, I stared only to my destination and kept my head held higher than my usual slouch. The sudden confidence felt amazing. I have Sangwoo to thank for that.

I make it to my locker and Sangwoo wasn't there. I wonder where he could be right now? I grab my books and run to my classroom.

After class I walk through the halls and search for Sangwoo. He was nowhere to be seen. My confidence was shot. I gazed at his locker desperately, hoping he would come around very soon. I know now that I really, really want to see him. Of all the times I have the courage to talk to him, he isn't here.

But I knew he had to be here somewhere, he never misses school. I just need to look for him harder. I'll just search for him all around the school. At each and every corner of this shit hole.

As I peek in every classroom I lose more hope each time. I check every bathroom stall in the school twice over and look outside in the lunch area for when days are warmer. But he is not here, I couldn't believe he would actually miss school. It wasn't like him at all.

Did he...

Skip school...

Because of me?

No! I need to stop thinking like this. He's not that kind of person to do such a terrible thing, and I know that better than anyone.

I need to calm down, searching the whole school wasn't working. I head to the class I'm supposed to be in.

"Yoon Bum!"

I jump as I walk into the classroom. The same teacher that bitched at me Friday was looking at me with hatred filled eyes.

"You are late again."

"I know, I-I'm sor-sorry." The confidence and courage I held proudly was gone. I was stuttering like crazy. I try ignore the whispers and giggles that filled the class but it's really hard. It's really fucking hard.

"Detention after school." The teacher almost barks at me and I walk to an empty chair with my head down.

I lay on the desk and rest my head on my arm. For the rest of the class I stare at the clock until the final bell rang. I stayed seated and close my eyes.