Stigma #3 » k.th ✓

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Present time

I was shooting hoops by the basketball court of the university. Not that I'm considered as one of the members of the team this time. But it grew on me. It's become my mstress reliever.Bye Although, there are still some people who can't understand the idea of wanting to be alonem. Specifically, girls.

"V-oppa,"

I hated the name. Though it's not causing me any anxiety anymore considering that I'm used to it.6 However, I still alhmmn low Lisa to call me that. It was needed to keep our identity hidden from the whole school. That was the agreement I made with the school; Lisa gets a new identity while I stay low key and away from her while on campus so as not to be found out btgy the public. If people hear my name, flashbacks will occur and thus ruin my sister's reputation and then we'd have an even difficult time transferring to a more prestigious school than this where she can have a great future once she graduates.

For now, I'm dealing with getting used to ignoring her whenever we'd encounter each other. And a lot of those girls who believe the rumors.

"Oppa's not looking my way." She seemed to want catching my attention. The ball rolled towards the entrance and then she stopped it with her foot. "Oh?" She found it convenient to have my eyes on her; the ball under her, rather. "I caught your ball, would you like it back?"

"No, you can keep that." I was done playing, anyway. I walk to the bleachers to fetch my bag and sweater, going towards the exit when suddenly she goes out of her way to deal with me once again. "Now, what do you want?"

"You,"

"Not gonna happen."

"But I've been wanting to talk to you about it,"

She gives me the usual pouty face girls actually think would work on us guys to make them look 'dominant' and be able to 'control' our decisions. "Sorry, babe," I whisper under my breath as I grabbed the ball from her hands, dribbling it on my way out of the court. "I'm not into you," Meanwhile, she stayed frozen in place and eventually shouted;

"Kim Taehyung!"

Everyday, every single fucking day; those girls know no boundaries at all. They never thought how I would feel if they ever used me like that. They never had the sense of decency to talk to me privately about it. There'd be times where I would just be sitting by the bleachers and some would come see me and beg for me to take their most prized possession. I hate how this should've been all a plan to get away from the past and yet here it is, haunting me endlessly. Meanwhile, I’ve been trying to get ahold of my life without it bothering me. So far, it’s just her that’s been nagging on me lately. And it's just the start of the semester.

She claimed she saw my picture and the rumor written on social media by one of my classmates. Figures they’d try to pull a stunt like this, even now.

"oppa—"

"I said, stay the hell away from me– oh, Lisa." I breathed. "Thank God it’s just you."

"Is something wrong?"

Lisa doesn’t necessarily have to know. But she has the right to. She’s my sister and the only one I can open up to now. I don’t have any friends yet. Besides, we made a pact to share more things together.

"Someone's been spreading the rumors from our school. Can you believe it reached this university?"

"What? How could that be possible?"

"It was high school, Lisa. It happens. Clearly not to everyone, but when it does, it follows you everywhere."

That would be for my case. Lisa may have been bullied then and there for being accused of being a ‘teacher's pet’, but my reputation was worse. Plus the false accusation of taking advantage of Soon Hee—I don’t even want to remember that name—had been looked upon as suspicious and taken second thoughts by adults. Despite my grades and just showing the school who I really am, a guy who loves playing basketball, a guy who wants no part of fame and popularity—just to graduate high school and college and work.