Afterlife • MiChaeng

CHAPTER 3

Chaeyoung's POV

I can't believe I started my day with a violation. I just don't know why I feel weird towards that Taemin boy. Like I always feel uncomfortable around him. He's a jerk that's why. But it's not just that. Everytime I'm around him, it makes me feel like he have done something bad to me and I have to get at him. It's weird because we haven't talk ever since he came here. Well, I don't wanna talk to him. I hate him.

We are currently in the dean's office right now. I looked at my side and I saw Taemin smirking at me. What the hell?!

I had the urge to punch him until...

"Okay. So since you are caught fighting in the school's premises, you are in detention. But instead of locking you up in a room, I will give you some chores to do. I'll talk with your other professors to ask what kind of probation to give you. Okay dismissed. Taemin let me talk to you." Taemin went to him and they started to talk about something. I went outside but eavesdropped to their conversation.

I didn't hear much but I saw Taemin let out an ugly smile on his face and smirked. Shit. I wanna punch him again.

After he talked to Taemin, Taemin went outside and smirked at me, "Guess you're the only one suffering".

What the fuck did he just say? I'm the only one suffering?!

"What the fuck are you talking about?!"

"I guess rich people can get what they want." Then it hit me. Bullshit. That old piece of garbage. He's leaving me into this?!?! LIKE SERIOUSLY?? UGH. I HATE HIM. I'M GONNA PUNCH HIM SOON. I SWEAR.

"Oh wait. You're rich too right? Why don't you try getting yourself out of this?" he added. This is seriously getting into me. I'll beat him the fuck up, I SWEAR.

I tried talking to the Dean about this cruelty thing going on. But he threatened me that If I say something, he'll tell my parents about this. I can't let my parents know. I've already gotten into many troubles lately. I couldn't let them find out about this. If they do, they'll take everything from me and send me to a place god knows where.

Fuck it. I hate detention. I hate tasks. I hate Taemin. I hate everything. The odds are never on my favor. This is so unfair. Like so so unfair.

I looked at my watch and it's already lunch time. I passed by our cafeteria. People are looking at me. I swear If stares can kill, I would be cremated by now. Luckily, I found my friends sitting at our usual hang out place.

"Chaeyoung-ah!!! What happened to you?" Jihyo unnie asked.

"I got into a fight."

"WHAT? WHY? WITH WHOM? WHERE? WHEN?" Jeongyeon unnie asked me while inspecting my wounds.

"Ouch! Damn Tzuyu. Stop it." I told Tzuyu when she touched my wounds.

"Yah. Don't change the topic. Tell us what happened? Who did this to you?" Dahyun asked.

"It was Taemin."

"Taemin? The guy that you never liked ever since he came here? That guy?" Tzuyu asked.

I nodded and told them the whole story. As expected, they were balling their hands into a fist and they seem like getting ready for a fist fight.

"I didn't study Martial Arts for nothing." Jeongyeon unnie said while stretching her arms. I laughed at her.

"I am not a black belter in Karate for nothing." Tzuyu said while pumping herself up. Wait she was? Wow.

"My body is not flexible for nothing." Dahyun said while stretching her body. We all looked at her.