𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄 | 𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢

xiv

i woke up from my 'not-so-called-sleep' since i couldn't just get it off my mind. it was just 6am until i decided to get ready for school.

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i walked to school, facing the ground. i had no one to bump into, i was positive.

but then a very hard thing halts me from walking.

i looked up to see a post, and massaged my head that was stinging because of the pain.

i kicked the post, "why didn't i see you? aish." i kicked it again until i heard a very familiar laugh.

"stop laughing, song hangyeom." 

"you're early today." he said, in between his laughs.

"i woke up early." i growled at him and when i was about to kick him, he ran away.

"stop chasing me!" he shouted, but i still did until we arrived at the school.

he waited for me and slung his arm in my shoulder, but i didn't mind. we were walking through the hallways until the bell rang, we got our books from our lockers and walked to the room.

until, my confession to wonshik popped in my head again because he was infront of the room, probably waiting for someone. he was looking down and as we get closer, his gaze met mine. he stood up straight, but i just smiled at him and passed him.

soon after, he also walked in. but as he got closer and passed by a sunlight, i saw that there was a big bruise on his cheek.

i decided to let my questions slide when the teacher went in and started teaching.

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"what happened to you?" hangyeom asked wonshik, who just shrugged. we were walking in the cafeteria, picking what we should eat. we decided to eat together, somin, me, wonshik and hangyeom. 

we settled on our seats and somin hurriedly sat beside hangyeom. 

i took a glance of wonshik, who's quietly munching on his food. i took a seat and didn't actually pay attention until somin kicked me lightly, having our eyes a conversation. 

her big eyes flew to wonshik, and i just raised my eyebrow. she was telling me to ask him, and i knew better what she was pertaining at.

"i'll go first and study physics." i said i stood up, and winked at hangyeom and somin.

"let me go with you." wonshik suddenly blurted out when i was about to take my first step, and i just smiled at him.

we went to the library and i took out the physics book, and wonshik was infront of me, facing me. 

"why are you in that position..?" i asked, rather cautious of my question.

"so that if i have a question i can ask you." he said and shrugged.

i couldn't focus.

i couldn't study.

but it was like nothing for him at all.

all he did was read, ask questions and hum.

i took this opportunity to just stare at him again who's now being brighten up by the sunlight. 

but the bruise can't get off of my mind. so i decided to ask him already.

"what really happened to you?" i asked, but he just shrugged. "wonshik." i said, sternly, and he sighed. he looked around the room and when the library was clear, only the both of us was there, he sighed again.

"promise me you won't tell somin." 

"why somin?"

"just."

"okay, okay."

"its.. my father. ever since my mom filed a divorce, because of harassment, he started abusing me."

"erm, why didn't you stay with your mom? i.. met her last night, before you.." i said, and stared at him.

"i don't know, i guess.. my mom doesn't want me. until, my father married again, he was more gentle now, but with me, nah." 

"cry." i said shortly, when i saw and heard that there was sadness in his voice, but the eyes says otherwise.

" i can't. i've cried enough all these years. i'm tired. i cry every night to sleep the first 5 months when they have divorced. i wanted to meet with my mom but my father says that she doesn't want to see me. he'd always insist tell me that, so.. im tired."

"why shouldn't i tell somin?" 

"the first time i told her, she went on a rage and my dad was furious that i told someone, and i got beaten up for that." he chuckled, "you must've been thinking why i told you, then. first and foremost, you dont know my dad, the face, i mean. second, you dont have the guts to do that. third, you like me." he chuckled and i slapped his arm soft-- or rather in between.

we just chuckled, "this is my first time being open to someone who likes me."

"well, this is my first time too, mr kim wonshik, to be open to the one i like. i guess im just too comfortable with you. this feelings will pass." i said and when i was about to sit down, he got my wrist and turned me around. i gasped, as he pulled me into an embrace.

"er.."

"don't let it pass."

"wha–"

"thank you for constantly making me smile through the small time we've met."

"you're welcome?" my statement became a question, due to nervousness.

"im really glad you're here."

the bell rang, signalling that its the end of lunch. 

we broke the hug and smiled at each other, and i just have to push his face to ease the atmosphere.