EUPHONIOUS | knj. [COMPLETED]

Chapter Nine

I walked inside the room, not so fashionably this time. Unlike yesterday and days before, I wasn't feeling well today. You guessed it.. it was that time of the month, which meant it was the time I pretty much acted like I wasn't myself, and constantly had painful cramps..

It's either I was in a good mood, or I was in a bad mood. Unfortunately for this day, maybe I was in a bad mood.. Sadie kept telling me that if I felt like crap, I should probably just stay at home. But I wasn't someone who would ditch my attendance just because of that. I hated catching up with school work, the main reason to that is because I often forget about what to do in the first place.

If it was a glorious day like most of the time, I would've made my way to Lucas already, who was always early as hell and already shaping a vase I didn't know how long he's been working on. But this time, and I pretty sure he's noticed, I walked over to a nearby chair and sat down comfortably.

It's either I study, work on a vase, which I was planning to do later, when I felt a bit better-- or I could just sit down and do nothing. Believe me, I hated not doing anything, but concerning that today I felt like I could kill anything and anyone if they pissed me off, I suggested that maybe I should rest up here for a while.

Even I hated myself when I was on my period.. I had mood swings, instead of messing around, I would answer a bit rudely, and instead of going on a diet, I pretty much craved any food that came to mind. And as of now, I wanted ice cream.. even though I had ice cream on the way here because of the craving, I still wanted more.

As I was thinking about what to munch on, I didn't notice Lucas make his way over. Now that I looked up to intentionally see who was here, I realised Jaehee and Namjoon wasn't. I wasn't worried about Namjoon, since he was probably off somewhere, as always, but Jaehee was often pretty early..

"Are you going to be working on something today?" he questioned, carving tools in his hand. You may be wondering why we made so many vases— and I complained about that once too, though stopped when Ms. Wong said that plenty of the vases we'll be making will be sold, and the money will be donated.

"Once I stop feeling like crap, yes." I replied slowly, and his brows furrowed. Probably out of instinct, he rested the back of his hand on my forehead, then on my neck. Well.. he was an aspiring doctor, so I was certain he couldn't knock the opportunity down to ask how someone's doing.

"You're not sick," he stated, placing the tools on a nearby coffee table. "But you're pale. Have you been sleeping late?" he questioned, and I shook my head. At the mention of sleep, it made me want to doze off.

"My abdomen fucking hurts, 'kay?" that wasn't a very nice way to put it, but I couldn't help but let my words go loose. "Where's Jaehee, anyways?" giving him the main idea of the situation, I expected him to be flustered and be all shy, seeing as that's a guy's initial reaction, at least from my experience, anyways. But instead, he sighed and walked away.

How nice. I guess that was Lucas' initial reaction, then. When he was out for 3, or maybe 5 minutes, I decided to go out to get myself some ice cream, even though I just knew I had to rest. When I was now in front of the door, I stopped myself from screaming when it suddenly opened.

I gasped, my hand unconsciously placing itself on my chest out of the shock. Lucas' confused expression was the only thing that stopped me from yelling at him. Now, instead of holding his beloved carving tools, he was holding a heat pack. "You shouldn't be standing up, you know." he lead me back to the couch and insisted me to sit down, before handing me the heat pack.

"And you shouldn't of have attended today," he clicked his tongue. "As of now, you can still go to the infirmary."

"But," I protested, my eyes landing on the vase I've made for Chanyeol by the door. I couldn't help but smile on how beautiful it came out to be. And Lucas knew that I planned to give him the vase today. "I'm going to give him the vase today."