nerds | hwang minhyun ft. wannaone

IV : Flashback

2 years ago

The smell of freshly made spicy tofu stew filled the air. It was a somewhat pleasant smell in the middle of the freezing winter, which triggered the excitement of the students waiting in line for the scrumptious meal. Snowflakes fell on my hair as i queued outside the dining hall for my turn while holding a paper filled with chinese vocabularies in my hand. The white mask that covered most of my face wasn't enough to block out the freezing December winter. I hung my head low, so that my long bangs that i've had on me for a while can cover my face- hoping i won't be recognized.

"There you are~"

That voice. That nasty voice of hers. I can't describe how much i despise it. I plugged my earphones in, in hopes of ignoring her. I was wrong. She pulled my earphones out forcefully and showed her notebook. The writings were the one i made for her, the maths homework from 3 days ago. A big, red "30" was written on it.

"Its funny that i got a 30 and you got a 94, yet you are the one doing this."

I looked down on the ground, with my hair covering most, if not all of my face. At times like this, my brain told me to stand up for myself, to not let my dignity being stepped on over and over again. Yet my body stood still, as if it froze together along with the freezing breeze that just blew on my face.

"Do you think this is funny?"

I decided to step away from the queue and began to walk away from Rachel and her friends. Yet, as usual, she grabs hold of my hand. Her strong and firm grip were no match for my weak self. I already know too well where this is going.

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A silent corner of the school grounds. No CCTVs, no teachers patrolling, no sounds of students' giggles filling the air, nor the sounds of the sparrows chirping, which is most probably due to the fact its in the middle of winter.

Another girl was there. Her long wavy, black-brownish hair was messy, probably because Rachel and friends messed her up. She was only in her uniform, with no signs of coats or jackets of some sort in sight. With her knees on the cold concrete and her head hung low, she shivered greatly as her already pale skin turned even more pale and her teeth gritting like its going to fall of in a matter of seconds. I wonder how she is still consicious.

Rachel threw me down on the cold hard concrete next to the girl. Her friends started to take off my layers of coats and jackets along with my stockings, leaving me in my basic uniform; a white shirt and a thigh length blue checkered skirt. The -5°C weather is starting to creep up my skin. Soon enough, i was shivering like crazy.

"Where is he?" Rachel asked one of her friends.

He? I thought all Rachel's friends were girls. Guess i was wrong then.

Not long after, a tall, muscular figure entered the grounds. His face is familiar. I think his name is Ong.... something.

"Seongwoo-ya! Come here!"

Oh yeah. Ong Seongwoo. The so-called school saint- who is not a saint, after all. Captain of the basketball team, part of the student council and he came from a good family i suppose, judging by the coat which was obviously tailor-made for him. 

"Well who do we've got here. Interesting." he said, looking at the girl next to me, while lifting her chin up.

Soon after, they began stripping her. I was shouting and cussing, begging them to stop doing whatever they are doing to whoever this girl is. My hands and legs were kept still by 2 girls, while the others take photos of the now half naked, barely conscious girl sitting right next to me.

"You know, Jenny, this is what you get for playing tricks on us" Rachel said before glancing at me and said, "And now your friend here is going down with you as well i suppose"

Jenny, Yoo Jenny i suppose. Daughter of the attorney Yoo Jinyoung who died about 3 months ago in an arson. I heard she used to be the top 1% last semester. Yet i didnt't see her name even in the top 10% for the mid-semesters. I thought she was dating Seongwoo? And i thought she was in the basketball team? 

They cupped my mouth as they opened the buttons of my uniform. Don't even mention screaming, i even have a hard time breathing. Jenny already fainted, with her uniform open. I felt so weak as they pinned my body to the cold hard concrete and took pictures of me only in my undergarments. I hate myself for letting my dignity being stepped on, all over again. My sight blurred as i heard a voice screaming and the sound footsteps nearing.

"Hey ass-hole!" is all that i heard before the whole world turned pitch black.