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There I was. Sitting alone on the first day school. When I entered the classroom, I already felt so empty and alone. Taking a seat in the far back. When everyone settled in, of course the seat next to me was empty. Why did I have to move away from Daegu? I lost everything. And it's all because of my parents. I can't believe they're divorced. They didn't even hesitate to think about me or my older brother. My dad took my older brother and my mom took me. Now I live in the capitol of South Korea. Seoul. Miles away from where I lived. Losing my dad, brother, and all my friends. My memories. Now I'm forced to transfer to this huge middle school, with no one to talk to.

Back to the reality, I already cursed at myself once the teacher walked in. Saying these were the assign seats, I knew that year, I was gonna be an outsider. Few minutes after the teacher, Mrs. Kang was her name, took attendance she called a name. No one said here, no one rose their hand. A boy ran into the class with pecks of sweat on his forehead. His uniform not even in shape. He called out, "Here!" and Mrs. Kang gave him a strange look but sent him to his seat. He sat next to a group of boys, they were all laughing and hitting his back as he laughed too. I already hated it, it seemed he was one of those popular guys that every girl in the school thought was cute. His name?

Chae Hyungwon.

My name was finally called. All I could say was a simple, "Here." And everyone's eyes shifted towards me. I got all nervous because of it. I already dread this school and the people in this class. Will I make it out of middle school? It was only when Mrs. Kang spoke to snap me out of my thoughts. "Alright youngsters. You guys are all middle schoolers and mature enough to do this. I'd like you to go up to a person in this room that you do not know. Say hello, introduce yourself, and then shake hands." Oh gosh. I hate these get-to-know-each-other-games at the beginning of the year. Do you know how much of an introvert I am? "Go ahead!" Mrs. Kang said with a bright voice. I scanned the classroom as every student stood up and spoke to someone. Most of them just went to friends for a talk. I didn't give much care for this activity, so I stayed in my seat. I was looking out the window until I saw a shadow over my head. I turned to see a slim boy. He took out his hand and spoke.

"Hey, I'm Chae Hyungwon. You're the newbie, am I right?" I scoffed at him and mentally told myself to ignore him but he went on. "Don't take this the wrong way newbie. I don't really wanna be friends with a girl, let alone talk to one, but my friends all got into partners. I was the odd one out. Thus why I came to you since you're alone." I rolled my eyes and stood up. I was surprised at how tall he actually is. "Whatever. I have no intention to become you're friend anyways." He shrugged. "Are you going to shake my hand or not? I'm getting tired here. I was late this morning because I was sleeping. I don't wanna waste my energy on you newbie." I huffed and shooked his hand. "It's not newbie. My name is Min Y/N." I quickly let go of his hand and wiped my hand on the sides of my thigh. He didn't say anything and just walked back to his seat. Gosh I hate him already! Why is he so rude?!

Days and days went by. We were officially onto the second week of school. I've been alone for quite a time now. During our second Tuesday of the year, lunch time finally came around the corner. I didn't know anyone so I didn't bother to sit with anyone either. After taking a seat, I took out my phone immediately, wanting to shut out the world with music like how I usually do. About to plug my ear buds in, someone sat in front of me at my empty table. I looked up. Really? Why is he here? "What are you doing?" I asked him. "What does it look like I'm doing newbie." Hyungwon said. "Eating at my table." I crossed my arms and looked at him. He shoved a spoonful of food into his mouth. I waited for his answer.

Oh.

My.

Gosh.

"Why do you eat so slow dude?" I said in a quite annoyed tone. He swallowed after a few seconds I said that. "I like to enjoy the food my mom makes me. And correction, this isn't your table. It belongs to the school. So I have every right to sit here." I looked around. I spotted his friends sitting and eating with each other at another table. "Why don't you go sit with your friends?" I asked as I finally started eating. He sat down his drink and sighed. "What do you think I'm doing? I'm trying to be your friend." I gave him a weird look. "But last time you just said- nevermind. But I already said, I don't wanna be your frie-" "You look like me." I was confused at his words. Actually, I was a little offended because this guy does NOT comb his hair. "What I mean is, I was a newbie once too. As much as I don't wanna be friends with a girl, I'd rather help out someone who's alone." 99% of me didn't really like the fact that he's saying this. It was weird because I just met him and we don't know each other. But the 1% inside of me wanted a friend in this school. So he was my first chance.

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