Trapped In The Dark Side ( Park Jihoon FF)

Chapter 4

It was another school day, bells ringing, doors opening and closing. Chaeyeong was regularly sitting at her seat.

Then a boy came in, Park Jihoon. His eyes as cold as ever. The two were in the same situation, but they prefer to be alone.

And then, the thought struck her, she has detention today because she accidentally slept in class.

*Skip time*

She walked into the detention room when she saw that Park Jihoon was there. The teacher had told them to clean the empty room.

JH: Jihoon
Cy: Chaeyeong

JH:"Aren't you going to start?"

Cy:"How bout you?"

JH:"How bout you clean and I go?"

Cy:"Look, we were sent here to help!"

JH:"Does it look like I care?"

Cy:"Look,be happy that you don't do everything at home!!"

JH: "Be happy that you have parents that care for you!"

Cy:"The thing is I don't!!" You said with glossy eyes, tears threatening to fall.

Cy:"Do you think I love my life!!"

Cy:" I always think what I did to deserve this, all I want is a family.."

Jihoon scoffed, "You think I don't ?! My parents have No time for me, I have no body else.

Chaeyeong felt warm tears sliding down her cheeks. The truth was she really just wanted a happy family. 

Chaeyeong quickly took her bag and ran out, going to the place that always calms her down.

She ran and ran until she felt that her legs were sore, she didn't want to go home, for all she will get are scars.

She ran to the place that calms her down the most...The beach.

She sat down on the warm sand, hands touching the cold water. Watching as the sun started to set.

She was afraid, yes she was, but she really needed her own time. She might get fresh new scars when she get home, but she maintained strong as ever, she believe that's the only way for her to find happiness.

Once she got home, she knocked on the door. Her stepmother opened the door, eyes burning of rage.

"Where were you!"

"I-I was..At the beach."

"You dare go to the beach?! Where is our dinner?!"

"Sorry" you said with eyes that
                Show no emotions.

She dragged you in and threw you on the kitchen floor letting your arm hit the marble counters, a bruise slowly appearing.

You hissed of pain while she chuckled.

"You should've listen when we told
  You to come back!"

"Now cook us dinner unless you want another bruise."

You stand up and started to cook their dinner full of hatred. Your cooking would never taste good for them, it was full of hatred.

After you served their dinner, you rushed upstairs to clean their room. You tidy and organized the papers and sweep the floor, not letting a single dust roam the area.

Meanwhile...

Jihoon got home, his heart full of sadness from the fight. That fight only lasted for a few minutes, yet it digs all your emotions out.

He got to the kitchen and cooked himself a packet of ramyeon. After eating he walked up to his room.

And his evening was just like that, lonely and empty. Full of feelings that he could never express to anyone.