trust me | park woojin

04

I groaned as I hopped out of the gym on my left foot. I had just sprained my ankle and no one decided to help me out by bringing me to the nurses because they were so engrossed in the dodge ball game. I took a break from hopping a yard away from the gym and leaned on the wall for a minute. Just then I heard footsteps coming towards my direction and turned around to see Woojin who had stopped all of a sudden just because he was surprised to see me out of class.

"What are you doing out of class?" I asked him as he walked closer and shrugged, "The bathroom. What about you? Are you ditching gym now?" he asked pointing at my clothes. I shook my head, "I sprained my ankle so I'm going to the nurses."

"Ah," he nodded slowly before flashing a small smirk, "Do you need help?" I shook my head, "No, it's okay. Just go to class." I started hopping away trying not to hurt my foot but I didn't get far before Woojin ran ahead of me and turned around, kneeling on the floor, "I'll carry you."

"No it's okay." I insisted but he picked me up on his back anyway, "I don't need your help." But he continued to carry me to the nurses, "Don't worry, you're not heavy."

"Stop lying," I pouted, "You were always complaining how heavy I was whenever you tried to pick me up." I hear him chuckle lightly, "Well I'm a lot stronger now. I work out you know." I couldn't help but flush red at the information he was giving me, luckily he couldn't see how red I was.

After a few minutes of walking, we finally got to the nurse's office and the nurse there helped me out. I looked at Woojin who was still standing there, "Aren't you going back to class?"

He shook his head and slightly posed in the doorway, "Nah, I have an excuse anyways. Plus you're hurt, I should accompany you right?" I watched as the nurse shook her head, sighing, "So you want me to write you a note, is it?" I laughed as the nurse frowned but continue to wrap the bandage around my foot, "You kids."

We finished up quickly and the nurse gave me a pair of crutches but Woojin insisted that I hold onto it while he carried me on his back, so I did. I mean it's not like I didn't want to be piggy backed but I was just afraid of how stupid I would look in front of him, flopping around, trying to get used to the crutches.

For the rest of the school day, I couldn't help but wonder to myself if I had plainly just embarrassed myself in front of him or that all didn't matter to him. I needed to be more careful if I was really going to make friends. It was the end of the school day and I was about to go home when I received a text

stupid woojin

stupid woojin
hey hyerin

hyerin💖
whats up

stupid woojin
do you want to get ice cream?
i mean i could get it for you
since your hurt

hyerin💖
sure
where do you want to meet?

stupid woojin
how about k-25?

hyerin💖
are we allowed in there?

stupid woojin
yeah
its "my" room

hyerin💖
are you sure?

stupid woojin
of course
me and the others practice and study there

hyerin💖
practice?

stupid woojin
you'll see

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So I followed his instructions and carefully walked to K-25 just in case he was tricking me or something. I had to be aware of people even if they seem nice to me because you never know what might happen. The room was dark but the door was unlocked so I walked in and turned on the lights.

Across the room, there was a big mirror probably for practicing and on the right of the door, there was a long couch and a piano leaned against the wall. There was also a pile of things like textbooks in the corner next to the piano. I walked over to the dusty piano, put my crutches aside and pulled off its cover and started playing any song that I thought of. I wasn't paying attention to anything until suddenly I hear the door slam shut.

"Sorry," Woojin chuckled as he walked over, tapping on the lowest notes, "The door closes really hard if you let go of it. Was that the Entertainer?" I nodded as I started playing Chopsticks with my fingers, kind of embarrassed he had seen me playing the piano. He passed the ice cream over, "Here, Jinyoung paid for it so if you want, pay it back to him. He usually wants people to pay him back."

"Is he coming here?" I asked quietly as I started to eat my ice cream. Woojin nodded, "Yeah, we have to practice later with Daehwi." I frowned at him as I picked up a skateboard lying near the piano, spinning the wheels slowly, "Practice?"

"We have to just practice in advance. Soon we'll join some dance competitions including the one held in this school," he smiled. I nodded slowly as I fiddled around with the skateboard, "Who's skateboard is this?"

As if he had been listening to us the whole time, waiting for his cue, Jinyoung stormed in with his ice cream in his hand, "That's my skateboard. You want to try it?" I shook my head politely, putting the skateboard down, "No it's okay." I smiled as I pulled out a dollar and passed it to Jinyoung.

"You keep it," he smiled as he closed my palm and pushed my hand away from him, "I don't need it. Consider it a small gift." I hear Woojin click his tongue and I turned to him as he stared at Jinyoung, "Yah, Baejin! You never treat someone like that, not even your best friends. Weirdo."

"I'm not being weird," he imitated Woojin, "I'm just being nice to a new friend." And with his small comment, I couldn't help but smile, "Whatever." Woojin scoffed, "Hey, do you want to try the skateboard? You always wanted to try it when you were little."

"Really? Wow you never told me that," Jinyoung interrupted as he stood up from the couch and finished his ice cream before throwing it in the trash can, "I can teach you. It's not really hard." I smiled and shook my head no but Jinyoung just grabbed my now finished ice cream and tossed it away before picking me up and placing my foot right on top of the skateboard as I felt my face flush red.

"Hey," Woojin grumbled, "Can't you tell she's uncomfortable? She just hurt her ankle" Jinyoung stuck his tongue out at Woojin and turned back to me, "Are you okay?" I just smiled and nodded before trying to stay in still while lifting my hands up to keep balance. Jinyoung laughs lightly before taking my hands, making me blush even harder.

"Use a foot to push yourself," he explained as I tried to ride the skateboard. I slowly pushed off, making sure my ankle didn't hurt and put both feet together for a millisecond before dramatically falling right into Jinyoung's strong arms. I felt like my heart was going to burst because of all the contact with Jinyoung, I couldn't even look up, afraid of eye contact with him. Oh my god, I thought, Someone, save me from getting a heart attack