Stigma | KTH ✔

06 | Sorry

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Friday came along at last and the highly anticipated party hosted by no other than Baekhyun was taking place tonight. Areum and I have been hyping up this party the entire week, since we've been drowning in studies and couldn't wait to finally relax and drown our problems with a decent amount of alcohol.

Ever since my little encounter with Jimin two days ago, I haven't been able to get him out of my mind. And every time he broke through the paperthin barrier representing my ability to concentrate, I was immediately attacked by immense amounts of cringe. I really wanted to personally apologize to him for acting the way I did -- which is why I hoped that he would come to the party tonight. I had even planned the perfect way to do this; I'd get a reasonably amount of drunk, just to lighten myself a bit, then I'd cheerfully greet him and show him the real side of me that's not awkward or weird. But knowing myself, I will definitely somehow find a way to screw it up even more.

However, there's one presence I most certainly not want to acknowledge tonight -- and that is Taehyung's. Yesterday at detention made me lose the last living particle inside me that contained the tiniest bit of hope in him I had left. I was too naive thinking that he would actually change, at least a little bit, after we spent one actually happy and conversation-filled detention the day after we snuck out to the roof.

So, I've been avoiding him all day while trying to repress all the memories we shared and decided to just try to forget about him.

But there was one thing that bothered me so much, which I suspect is the reason behind why it was difficult for me to forget him easily; and that's the fact that he without a doubt makes me feel something. Only the Universe would know what this feeling could be, because for me it was completely foreign and creepy. After spending countless of reflecting sessions with myself, I finally decided to just ignore it since I'm pretty sure it will go away by itself as the time goes -- I hope.

The last bell of the day rang at last, and the sound of enthusiastic chatter and quick steps making their way through the endless corridors followed. Areum and I are squeezing our way through the crowd of students towards our lockers and somehow cross paths with Baekhyun, Kai and Chanyeol along the way, who greets us with wide smiles.

"You guys ready to get out of here and prepare for the party?" Kai asks with a smirk, wiggling his eyebrows at us.

"Did you forget? I'm having a pre-party at detention first," I remind him with a sigh.

"Are you sure you don't want us to stay?" Areum asks me with a pout, for the thousandth time this day.

"I'll be fine! Honestly, you don't have to pity me," I reassure her with a chuckle. "Just head home and prepare for the party, okay?"

"Fine. But when you get outta there, we're going to make sure that you'll have the time of your life tonight!" Baekhyun exclaims happily while throwing his arm around my shoulders.

I chuckle at his cuteness. I've honestly never met someone with the same level of energy and charisma that Baekhyun radiates around him. He never fails in making anyone happy, and I admire that about him. Chanyeol and Kai are the same, they are both such happy-pills but they're also supporting and encouraging. I honestly couldn't have asked for better friends.

We eventually reach the stairs and that's where we part ways.

"Text me when you're done! I'll see you later!" Areum shouts with a wave as she descend down the stairs to the ground floor together with the boys. I chuckle and wave back before making my way upstairs to the top floor where I commence my journey towards the roof.