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Jihyo's POV:

I squeaked out and pushed myself away from my locker and hit a hard chest while the picture that I had clutched to my chest fell. I widened my eyes when I saw someone catch it before it fell.

Park Seo-yun.

"Wow!! You are heavy mannnn... !" Faizal let out and then I noticed how I was flush against his chest. I stood up straight while coughing out flushed sorry's to him.

"Oh hail Ms. Jeon!! She is back to earth" Seo-yun cried out as if praying to the lord.

God, why is she is so extra? Remind me why she is my 'best friend' again??

She looked at the picture and her eyes came back on my watery ones. Her eyes softened.

"Its gonna be all right Noona... I promise..." she whispered to me.

"Never promise something which you cant keep Yunnie" I scrunched my nose while patting her head.

"And I am your Unnie... not Noona" I whispered. "You are a girl baby... not a boy"

"I dont care... I will still call you Noona" she giggled. She passed the photo back to me and caught hold of Faizal who was busy in a call.

"I will be waiting in the basket ball court Scarlett" Faizal called after me. They walked away, more like Seo-yun skipped away.

She had this innocence about her: 'hey, you know I am in a gang and i can use guns like a pro but like, I am still a kid...'

I sighed. She clearly doesnt belong here. If it wasnt for her sucker of a brother...

I looked at the picture and folded it and slipped it into my jeans pocket. I pulled my bag out, which was almost empty. Just contained the basics.

I shut the locker and noticed five people entering the space. Some specific five people. I didnt give them a heed and walked past them.

I could feel eyes on me all the hallways. I sighed and paced towards the basket ball court. I walked out and started for the basket ball court. I reached it and saw it empty. I put my bag down and sat there alone. I sat there for some time and heard the bell go off that announced the classes starting. I just sat there, staring out at the distance.

Love me always? Marry me? Stars? Happy?? You were the liar all along little doll. Can't blame you though. Didnt deserve it all along.

I sat with my legs and hands apart and sighed again. My eyes darkened and I could feel it re-surfacing. The side of me that I want to keep well hidden from everyone's eyes. I threw my head back and looked at the sky. I could feel myself suffocating again... suffocating in disgust for myself.

Fuck. I started to breath heavily and I clutched my chest hard. I felt the ring beneath my sweater and calmed a bit.

"Fuck Jihyo!! Where is your inhaler?"

I heard a whisper. I was slipping in and out of consciousness but still preferred to look at the sky than at one of the persons who dont deserve someone like me... someone disgusting like me.

I felt someone tug on my back and pulling me up while holding something to my mouth. I just took the puff in and tried to calm down. I clutched something while trying to control my breathing hard.

Sometime after I realized I was partially sitting on Faizal's lap. I had his shirt in a vice grip. He had my inhaler in his hands and his other hand patted my back while he looked at the sky frowning. I was so flustered because of my position but didnt care.

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