Chapter Three: I'm Dying.

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[THIRD PERSON VIEW]

Fourth was still sitting on his chair while his physics teacher, Mr. Wook spouting about their mid-term exams.

Meanwhile...

Hanny is kinda' stuck with her business...

"You said it'll work!" Ms. Nim shouted.

"Yes~"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY SON!"

"I forgot to tell you to use it once a week~"

Hanny calmly smiled as she tittered quietly.

'I THINK I PISSED HER OFF'. Hanny wondered.

Hanny gulped when Ms. Nim fired up.

Her Husband came, Mr. Cheong.

Mr. Cheong pat the back of her wife then glared at Hanny.

"I know what's gonna happen next..."
Hanny sighed.

[Justin's POV]

"I'll take this way..." I point the way to my apartment then bid Fourth a farewell.

Ugh~ mid-terms are sucks...

And I'm stuck!

If it weren't for Renz, I can study the stupid Math questioners yesterday... screw you Renz.

"How can you give us a damn medication when you did-"

I followed the loud voices at the next street and saw three persons arguing 'bout something.

Ah.

Mr. Cheong and Ms. Nim.

The noisy couple....

But... Who's that girl?

"Ms. Nim~ I tried my best-"

Before the girl finished her sentence she got a slap from Ms. Nim and double punch came from Mr. Cheong.

My feet dragged me to them and block the way of Ms. Nim and Mr. Cheong to this girl.

JUST WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?

"H-hey! This is too much!"

I bravely shouted.

"Hey! Who do you think you are, Justin? Go back to your apartment and don't get too nosy!"

Mr. Cheong propelled me to the entrance of the building.

"I know I should respect you but you're being too harsh, Mr. Cheong!"

I BRAVELY kicked his junior and grabbed the girl's arms and run away.

"I'll talk to you later! You damn Justin!"

Ms. Nim yelled.

"Sorry!"

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I dragged the girl at the small convenience store near at my apartment.

I bought some ointment and band-aids since her injury and scars are all over her face and arms.

She didn't talk to me but I caught her glancing at me...

We took a seat outside then gave her some energy drink and I started putting some ointment.

"Um.." she flinched when I spread the ointment all over the scar.

"Sorry... should I be more gentle?"

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