dahyun
with my tears stained cheeks, i walked out of the testing room.
i was a complete wreck.
momo caught a glance at me and instantly came into my embrace, i trembled beneath her as i tried to grasp what just happened.
"the first test is always the hardest. don't worry, it'll get better soon," momo cooed as she rubbed my back soothingly.
i nodded blankly, staring into thin air. my mind drifted onto something, i quietly uttered in momo's shoulder, "how did they know about my past..it was like they recorded my entire life.."
momo sighed and explained, "it's not really recorded, your mind is playing tricks on you. you imagine all those things they showed on the screen. it's triggered by your fear. you need to learn to control your mind, then you can pass the test."
she pulled away and smiled at me gently, "come on, we're going to be late to class."
"what class?" i asked.
"cooking class!"
before i could ask, momo was already pulling me out the door.
"first, cut the meat into evenly sized cubes," the teacher instructed, demonstrating how to cut pieces of meat on the counter. we watched her movements from our little groups. thankfully, i was paired up with momo.
as we started cooking, i asked momo, "why are we learning how to cook?"
momo finished up with her meat and replied, "well, the leaders of votty believe that the perfect person can do everything. that's why we're learning a new skill everyday! today is cooking, tomorrow is sewing and so on."
i nodded, continuing to chop up the raw meat.
"speaking of the leaders, why don't we ever see them? what do they do?" i asked, remembering when jimin and i encountered them at the gas station. it's their fault i'm stuck in this shit-hole.
"i don't really know but apparently they do good deeds in the community. they try to set us a good example, they're so inspirational," momo spoke absentmindedly.
i internally scoffed and thought, 'yeah, stealing money from a gas station is so inspirational.'
as i prepared the food with momo, i felt someone's eyes on me. i turned my head, only to see jimin staring at me with a bored expression. he was with his group, cutting up meat similar to mine.
his eyes on me suddenly caused a wave of anxiety to rush through my body. i tightened my grip on the knife, feeling my nostrils flare with anger. he noticed my strange demeanour and creased his eyebrows in confusion.
i ignored him, getting back to work.
screw him.
we were all finished in an hour, i felt accomplished. momo grinned to herself as she ate our food. the teacher momentarily walked out, giving jimin the perfect opportunity to approach me.
"we need to talk," he whispered. i ignored him again, pretending to not hear him.
he rolled his eyes and poked my side, trying to get my attention, he whispered again, "dahyun, i know you can hear me. we need to talk."
momo noticed our little rebuttal and said, "oh, go on dahyun. i'll cover for you if the teacher comes back."
before i could respond, jimin gripped onto my arm and dragged me out of the classroom and into a small closet. his touch on my skin sent my blood boiling again, i've never been so angry at someone before.
every time i see jimin, i just remember all the terrible things he's done to me.
we walked out of the class and into a closet, where he pushed me against a shelf. he locked the door and turned his body towards me, looking at me with deadpan eyes.
"are you okay? did you have your test today?" he asked quickly.
i just nod, staring back at him.
jimin said, "i had mine too, i got ten noms which i'm glad about. how many do you have?"
'- 5 noms..and it's all your fault.'
i stayed quiet.
jimin clicked his fingers in front of my eyes, he repeated himself, "hello? yo, i'm asking you what your nom value is. the better you do on those tests, the faster we can leave this place."
my mouth was closed, i had nothing to say.
he started getting agitated by my blank state, he breathed out heavily and asked, "what's going on? did you see something scary on the test? nothing is real on those screens, it's all made up."
at this, my expression turned sour. i looked at him with eyes full of rage.
"it's..not..fucking..made..up," i said slowly, gritting my teeth. he stared at me with confused eyes and said, "something's really wrong with you, that test showed nothing but imaginary things."
i raised an eyebrow, pointing my finger and jabbing his chest. i asked sarcastically, "wait, what? you're an imaginary thing? i had no idea."
a frown formed on his lips as he muttered, "i... was on your test?"
a look of disbelief brushed over my face, i scoffed and answered, "the test asked me to forgive your enemies. so i was confused when they showed me a photo of you..i knew that i wasn't scared of you.. but then they started showing all the fucked up things you did to me at school."
he looked at me blankly so i continued, "you hurting me, calling me names..nearly choking me to death.."
jimin was taken back, he gulped nervously and looked down at the ground in shame.
my anger didn't subside. i let him have it.
"the test wasn't fake, everything they showed was what happened in real life. knowing this, i was literally broken into pieces. i was..am so bloody scared of you. for the past three years, i would dread coming to school because it meant i would have to see you. do you know how many times i tried telling you the truth? i tried so hard..but you never believed me..and you still don't."
he didn't say anything.
i didn't realise that i was crying, my emotions got to the best of me. i wiped my cheeks quickly.
"seeing you makes me sick, jimin. you carry on this journey without me, i'm done," i spoke strongly as i turned towards the door.
"stop.." jimin quietly said, gripping onto my arm, stopping me from moving any further.
i tried releasing his hold, telling him, "it's fucking over, jimin. let go."
jimin's grip only tightened, he said in an authoritative tone, "i said stop, didn't i?"
he pulled my body towards him.
i didn't see it coming when he placed his lips onto mine.
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