Chapter 10: The Anniversary of The Day I died

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Sungjae's P.O.V

I woke up, it was a Saturday. I had nothing planned. So I decided to stay in. The only thing I was

thinking about was how last night, Hyun Jae kissed me. "You can't think about that, you promised Eun

Ae that you would wait for her no matter what." I said to myself. "What if, she is in love with someone

else?" I asked myself. Not even Eun Ae could occupy my mind completely. The only thing I could think

of was of Hyun Jae and our kiss. I was literally dying. Then my phone dinged. I saw a notification from

Instagram. I opened it and was shocked. I remembered what day it was today. The Anniversary of

Jeon Hyun Jae death. That wasn't the thing that shocked me, what shocked me was how bad they

talked about her. "Hyun Jae just wanted attention that's why she killed herself." One person said. "That

ugly pig finally realized she wasn't needed in the world anymore." Another said. "I really hated her, I

don't know how people like her existed in our life time." Another said. I was going to stop reading

when an account got my attention, it was So Rin's account, she said to the chat, "Hyun Jae was

disgusting, I don't know how I, a pretty and smart girl can be identical to and ugly ass pig." I saw that

Hyun Jae saw this. Of course no one knew who she really is so no one would question it. I turned my

phone off and headed to Hyun Jae's house. I knocked on the door. A woman opened the door. "Hello,

is Hyun Jae here." I asked. "No, Hyun Jae she was going to the school to meet up with a friend, but do

you know why she is sad. She left with quite a sad face." She said. "Ma'am I am not sure but thank you

for telling me where she is." I replied. "No problem." She said then we exchanged bye's and I ran. I ran

as fast as I could to the school. There was a person on the roof. A lot of people were at the bottom

telling her not to jump. I ran toward the roof. I opened the door and saw Hyun Jae on the railing. I was

running toward her and she was about to jump but I held on to her tight.

 "Please don't, I know you read all those things about you, but don't do this to yourself, please

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"Please don't, I know you read all those things about you, but don't do this to yourself, please." I

whispered in her ear. "They all think I did it for attention but I didn't." She said as tears fell from her

eyes. I pulled her up and carried her away from the railing. I hugged her again, "Don't let them get to

you, please." I said. She didn't say anything, she kept crying. We hugged each other. That day I

realized. I was falling for her, I didn't want to see her hurt or sad. I wanted her to be happy and not be

afraid of the people who hurt her years ago. That day, I took her home. That day. I wished those

people who have known how it felt being said those words, but I can't be like that. I headed back

home. "I see you were the hero in this story." Father said as I entered the house. "I saved someone

who I cared for that's all." I said. "I see this someone is a girl, she doesn't look bad, but why doesn't

she show her face?" Father asked. I left without saying a word. You may think that being the

President's son is so great right, no. You see, in your country, being president is only a 4 year thing

right or however it works. Here in Korea, being President is another name for being king. Your basically

king of Korea, until the next heir comes to power, which is me. I have to find someone to marry before

I turn 20, I am only 18 now. If I turn 20 but have no one to marry, my father will arrange a marriage,

with whom you ask. Jeon So Rin. At first I was arranged with Jeon Hyun Jae, since she died or so

everyone believes she did, I have to marry So Rin if I don't marry anyone before I turn 20. I hate my life

and the family I was born into. I hate my father, but I do not hate my mother, she is the closest thing

to love. My father, he is hatred and I hate him, he hurts my mother and myself included. He hurts

everything I love, a reason I do not know.

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