They Don't Know About Us

3

"She's weird. I don't need her." I mumbled to myself. All of my classmates are entering our room.

"So are you all alone again, Sooyoung-ah?" The cat-eyed lady, Seulgi questioned me. Isn't it obvious? I mean I'm always alone. Its not new. I just nodded and grabbed my book for the next class. "Yah.. Seulgi." Wendy my other classmate call Seulgi who's in front of me. "Stop, asking the obvious question. For her not to be alone, why not getting her into our club?" She added while the two of them are in-front of me discussing. "Right.. You should enter to our club Unnie.." The dongsaeng of this class Yeri also interferes to the discussion. "What kind of club is that?" I muttered. "Actually it's a club where you'll write." Wendy explained. "Making songs to be specific. Writing lyrics." Seulgi explained it further.
"I think I can't write songs" I answered. "Aniya.. writing stories is also the same with it, just more emotion and music is needed." Yeri's convincing me hard to be with their club until our teacher entered the room.

Everyone has gone to sit to their chairs and our teacher suddenly gave as a task.

"So, I guess.. in our school we have a lot of clubs and activities right? And I've decided that you're project is to be one of a club member and report to me a great experience you had before this semester ends. It's also your time to get more friends and hangout with each other." The teacher tell us to find a club and be a member and as a requirement we'll be reporting our experiences to her before the semester ends. It's like that I don't have any option. I'll be really going to their club.

"So I guessed that's all. Class dismissed." The class' done and it's our vacant. Yeri, Seulgi and Wendy came to me again and asked me about the offer.

"We'll, I don't have any option either, right?" I accepted the offer, even though it's not my interest in creating songs. "Yay! Another member. We officially congratulate you!" Wendy happily exclaimed and hugged me tight. "So what's the plan today unnies? Aren't we going to celebrate?" Yeri cheerfully muttered. "Yah, Sooyoung-ah see you after class." They left the room then after what Seulgi said.

And here I am lonely and shy again. A strange girl in this campus to be specific.

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"Uhmm.. What club should I enter?" On the other side He was looking for a club to join as he was strolling the campus looking at all of the bulletin boards on the hallways. It was their vacant time and instead of resting he took the opportunity to find a club.
"Oh, Yook Sungjae right?" He was flustered when a jolly and cheerful man greeted him. It was Changsub. "Ah, ne.. how did you.." "Eoh.. you're the transfer student of the class Nathaniel. I guess. Why join our club?" Changsub offered as he was not sure onto how did he knew him and what kind of club is he would be joining. "Yah.. I already write your name on the list. Don't you ever back out. And see you later this afternoon." He was still confused on what's he's saying and he just nodded at Changsub, giving him a fake smile.

After their talk, Changsub finds another member to their club, while Sungjae continued his walk returning to their classroom. And there she saw the lonely girl beside the window sleeping on her desk. She was so cute and innocent looking while she is sleeping.

He sit at his chair beside her, copying her position, sleeping on the desk while looking at her. "Why is she so pretty?" He murmured onto his self, while the sun is reflecting on her and she is looking so bright, and dazzling. He tucked the hair from her face behind her ear, so that he can fully saw her pretty face. She was perfect. And he didn't even know, why is he being like that all of a sudden.

As the sun really hit her, he covered it with his palms as she slowly opened her eyes seeing him, looking at her. Their eyes met, and the bell rang. What a damn timing. A small romantic thing has been paused. How bitter this school bell is. She then fixed herself and he also averted his gaze at his bag getting his book as their classmates enters the class.

Another boring class it would be. Its History.

"So in the late.." the teacher is continuing his lesson as the girl beside him is busily writing stuff on her notebook. She was writing stories, that's her hobby. "Okay, Miss Park, Who were the first two astronauts that landed on the moon in 1969?" The teacher asked. She's on hot-seat. She was busy writing and doesn't even bother to listen to the lesson because it was just boring after all, yet she regretted it. Everyone is looking at her as she stood up. "Uhm.." Her face is blank as He was lecturing her the answer. "Neil Armstrong, Buzz Aldrin.." "Bo?, Ah okay." "It was Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin, Sir." That's her answer, I mean his answer, thanks to him. "Good. Now that's all of our lesson for today."

Their class has finished. Everyone is fixing their own things then go out for it's lunch break. "Hey, thanks." She thanked him for the answer earlier. "I guessed you owed something to me. You better pay next time" he mumbled giving her a smirk while fixing his things. Earlier he is so sweet while she's sleeping and right now he's acting up, specifically putting a good show. "Jinjja.." she yelled. It was the first for her to speak, to yell at the class. It was his fault. He just laughed and left the room, luckily they were the last ones who are left at that time. "Bye, Sooyoungie.. enjoy your lunch!" He bid a goodbye waving at her, laughing. She was so irritated that she gave him a deadly gaze. "That man. I hope you'll die early." She mumbled to herself, cursing the man who left her, laughing.

She was left at their room, alone again and as usual. She eats alone, reading some books or writing stories again. The time just run fast, and afternoon came.

Lessons, boring classes and the common 'that's all for today' saying. Students were so sick of it, they were so tired, that blank face is written all over their faces. Seems so bored and unhappy, like it's a damn waste of time, listening to their lectures. Not only when the bell rang. It's dismissal.

"Yook Sungjae, where are you going?" She asked the boy, who's running fast out of the room that he almost slipped at his laziness. "Ah. Right. We're supposed to clean right?" He stopped looking at her, who's face is signaling him not to runaway from her, because she will be left cleaning the room. "Eoh. Aren't you gonna clean." "Uhm, right. since you owe something at me, maybe right now is the time to pay me? See you tomorrow?" He smiled, leaving her dumbfounded. "This, pabo!" She hissed on herself  and sighed telling herself to calm, as she grabbed the broom at the broom box. "It's only for today, don't worry." She mumbled to herself, starting to clean the room. "If only wishes would come true, I really wished to die already." What a curse she said. At first she wanted to know love, now to die? What a confusion she keeps on telling her mind.

"Yah! Don't worry, you're wishes would come. You'll have 3." The soul Irene appeared out of nowhere, making her flustered all of a sudden. She didn't even expect for it. She was sweeping the floor and as she looked up she saw a girl so white and she's a soul.

"Eomma-yah!" 
"Yah, gwaenchana?"