Heart Beats | hyungwon

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I started dozing off while the teacher talked about boring stuff that weren't going to benefit me. For some reason, my mind kept going on hyungwon. He's in the same room as me right now, good thing he can't read my mind.

"Blanca, why don't you tell us the answer." The teacher asked, making me snap into reality. Maybe I won't need this for my future... But I sure need it to pass this class.

"Could you repeat the question?" I asked shyly.

"Blanca, see me after class." Said the teacher. And there I knew, I was in trouble. It wasn't fair, it's her fault. She's the one making it boring not me.

Class went slow, but it ended. It was time to eat lunch, but I had to stay to talk to the teacher. Every one left, including hyungwon. "Ne?" I told the teacher.

"Why have you missed so many days? Now you are dozing off... Should I punish you?"

"I'm sorry. I did wrong." I had my reasons. This teacher, seriously.

She just told me to leave, then. I gladly left, without any hesitation. I don't like her, she doesn't like me. I don't know why...? "Let's go to lunch." Hyungwon said, grabbing my hand and leading me to breakfast. We arrive, the lines for lunch were long, and the cafeteria was full of 100 different conversations.

But out of all those people that were there, I had to meet the most miserable one.

Jackson.

"You're still alive? I thought you'd kill yourself after your mother's death." Jackson said. Tears weld up in my eyes as my fist clenched. If I were a guy, I'd beat him up.

"Ya! We're you the one that killed her mother?!" Hyungwon screamed at his face. He grabbed Jackson by the collar and starred at his eyes with hatred. I stayed behind him, behind hyungwon. Then a punch was sent to Jackson, leaving him on the floor. Jackson got up and sent a punch back at hyungwon. They fought back and fourth, leaving bruises and blood on their skin.

"Hyungwon!" I cried out, as I saw him get beat. I didn't like, seeing him in pain. I wanted to just drag him away. I had to do something. I tried to get in the middle of them too. But Jackson pushed me away with a punch, sending me to the floor. I felt pain cover my whole face. I went to touch my nose... It had blood. Blood.

Hyungwon saw me in pain, when he did, he punched and kicked Jackson so hard, leaving him unable to stand up. He ran down to me. He squated. "Get on my back." He suggested.

"He punched my face not my legs." I said as I got up, but failed to do so. I felt dizzy. He must of shook my brain out of place.

"Come get on." He repeated. I whined, but hot on his back. My head resting on his shoulder as I hugged his neck  my heart beat quicken. I felt weak as he grabbed onto my legs so I didn't fall.

We went to the nurse. Hyungwon sat me on a bed. "Are you ok?" He asked, concerned. But I looked more concerned.

"How can you ask me that when you are in such state." I said. I walked over to a cabinet and got some wet wipes. I started wiping his face.

"No I'll do it myself." He said as he grabbed my wrist to stop me. I hesitated.

"What do you mean? This is the least I can do. You fought because of me." I looked down at my shoes as I said the last sentence. I felt sorry. But... Somehow, I felt happy. I felt happy because this is the first time someone fought because of me, to defend me. I think I should tell him. I continued wiping his bruises. "You know... You are the first person who has fought because of me." I said, smiling. He smiled back. "But why did you do that? He wasn't even touching me.

"Because of this." He grabbed my free hand and held up to his chest. He started into my eyes.

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