But W Continues...

Chapter 6: What if my death was your fault?

Yeon Na's POV

The next day, I became extra cautious but if you ask me now, I don't think that I was careful enough. I brought spare to keep at my locker and another spare for in case the timer counted down more than usual. Then, I remembered the look on Jae Sang's face when he left yesterday. He looked like he suspected me even though he didn't say a thing so I tried my best to avoid him. I didn't want to answer any questions he may have about yesterday. Of course I can't keep a long distance away from him for the whole day since we would have classes together.

So now was the hardest part of the day, leaving class without him approaching me. I tried to play it natural like nothing happened that day before. I purposely reached just on time for class today so as to not give him any chances to approach me and made sure to make myself look busy but then again, what if I am just being paranoid and that he was not going to bother me anymore. I mean, he does not have really a reason to approach me other than being a busy body.

The sound of the last bell rang broke my chain of thoughts and before I realised, the teacher had already left the class. I was just going to walk out of the back door. I planned on not even taking a short glance at him as I leave.

However, life wouldn't be interesting if everything went by the way we want it to. Jae Sang was at the back door, leaning against it as if he was waiting for someone. I could go by the front door but many students were crowding there gossiping, of all places. I tried to be oblivious to his presence and act natural while walking out of the class. He watched me throughout, from my seat to the back of the class. His eyes never left my figure. I couldn't help but steal a glance at him.

Just as I was about to pray to the gods for letting me leave the class without him approaching me, Jae Sang grabbed my wrist and dragged me to an area that is out of sight from the class. When he stopped, I snatched my hand back and glared at him.

"What do you want from me?" I asked with arms crossed across my chest.

"Nothing but answers." He said straight forwardly.

"What answers?" I raised my brows. I was hoping that he wouldn't suspect anything from me.

"Why were so in a rush? Why won't you answer my simple question when I'm just trying to be close to you? Why do you fidget with ends of you long sleeve? I want answers to those questions." He bombed me with questions. He didn't strike me as the observant type but I really hoped that he didn't suspect me yesterday. My brows softened at how serious he seemed. I looked away from his eyes and dropped my arms.

I looked up at him again to see whether he really wanted me to answer those questions and he did. His brows were furrowed as he waited impatiently for my answers.

I debated in my head whether or not I should tell him the truth or at least something to keep him from bugging me. Just think about it, if I told him something believable, he would not ask anymore and maybe... just maybe I won't have to have anything to do with him ever again. Right?

Wrong!

Cause I can't think of anything believable. What would make any sense? Maybe because I was under pressure due to him staring me down, I couldn't think of an excuse so I thought of an escape.

I could always come up with solutions to problems but I've never encountered this kind of a problem as I never bothered making friends with the people in my school. So back to trying to escape, I managed come up with simple answers.

"I can't tell you exactly but I have a scar that I want to hide and yesterday was cause I had a little family thing. I answered your questions and need to go now so move aside." It was not entirely a lie. I didn't have a scar but a birthmark. I tried to squeeze my way out of the position he had put me in; in a corner with him in front of me. That's how it's suddenly became.

"No.. I mean if that's true which I don't buy, why are you rushing away now?" He asked placing his arm against the wall blocking me from leaving. "Anyways, you still haven't answered one question. Why are so cold to me whenever I try to get to know you?"

I close my eyes in frustration and annoyance. Then for some reason, his previous question about my birthmark made me curious. I realised that the timer only counted down once today. My brows furrowed again but in confusion. I looked down at my sleeve and pulled it up and just on cue, the tightness came back to me. This time it's not that I want to escape, I have to... I must. My heart rate increased. What perfect timing.

8mins and 3secs...

"Okay, I'm not kidding. I really have to go!" I panicked trying to move his arm.

"Why? Just tell me!" He begged. I didn't understand why he was doing this. Why he was forcing me.

"Fine! I don't try and want to make friends or let anyone be close to me. Not anymore." I answered. He put his arm and stepped back with a blank face as he looked down at the ground. It was like he had finally came back to his senses. I pushed pass him and walked away. then, I stopped in my tracks and turned around for a second. I hated this injust feeling i felt.

"I don't understand why you want to know so much. Why are you such a busybody? Do you really need to get close to me? Normally, when others don't feel like opening up, you don't force them to." I broke out in rage, forgetting about how short of time I am. "You know what, I'm just wasting my time right now."

"I'm sorry." He muttered an apology as he was stunned in his position. My face scrunched up in pain. I ignored his weak apology and rushed off. I had 6 mins and 1 secs.

I don't think I can make it...

I fell to my knees holding my wrist. I groaned and panted. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. I felt light-headed like I didn't have enough oxygen. This was different from last time. That means I can't be late anymore. Last time, I could make it to 5 mins but not today.

Jae Sang turned around I saw me. He quickly ran to me, holding my shoulders. His mouth was moving but no sound was coming out of him. Then, I felt a pang at my chest. I read his lips and tried to form his word: what's....are....okay? 

My eyes felt heavy. My vision became blur. I could see black spots spreading into a bigger spot covering my vision before my eyes rolled back and everything became pitch black.

I may die because of you, Choi Jae Sung...

A/N:

Here's a cliffhanger since I didn't give one last chapter. I know how much everyone LOVES cliffhangers😂

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~cro💜