√ mask on | lee haechan

14

The next day at school, surprisingly you were not sleeping. Instead, you doodled on the notes.

Renjun was amazed and he nudged you, making you turn to him but he just smiled. You rolled your eyes, proceeding to doodle out of boredom.

In between classes, there was a 10 minutes break and Haechan had gone out. Renjun shifted his gaze on you, "What's wrong with him?" You shrugged.

Haechan hadn't even once to annoy you today, he was too quiet and not talking that day. Jaemin kindly handed you some chips and you gladly duck your hand into the bag.

"Is he okay?" Jeno asked, raising a brow at you. A frown was visible on your forehead. Why is everyone asking me about him? You hissed, annoyed. You rested your head on the table, shutting out the boys.

Jaemin slapped Jeno lightly on the arm, "Why do you have to ruin her mood? She'll be sleeping for the whole class now,"

During recess, mark managed to stop haechan from running away, he forced haechan to the usual table as he put down the hot dogs he already buy for all of you. Strange, how the usual noisy table is quiet. "hyung, does kissing someone automatically makes it a relationship? " haechan asks.

Your eyes widened, knowing well enough what he's talking about. Your eyes trained on the table, acting like you didn't hear him. Everyone else was confused with Haechan's sudden question.

But before Mark could voice out his opinion, they heard a girl screaming your name. "WHERE IS PARK YOOJIN?!"

You turned your head to the voice, and the girl finally saw you. She furiously walked to you with another 2 girls trailing behind her. Her behavior caught the whole of the café's attention.

A shocked gasp leaving your chest as the girl harshly yanking your head backward, grabbing onto your hair tightly. Jaemin and Jeno stood from their seat to take the next action but it was too late.

An annoyed glare landed on the girl as you stepped on her shoes real hard, making her stumble a few steps, yelping in pain.

You scoffed, crossing your arms over your torso, glaring at her, "Who are you and what the hell is your problem?"

Your gaze fell on her nametag when she didn't respond to you, Jung Ahrin.

Ahrin groaned, trying to place a slap on your face but Haechan was fast to grasp the girl's wrist. Ahrin glared at Haechan, pulling her hand back roughly.

"Let's talk at the rooftop now," Ahrin hissed before walking off to the rooftop, her other 2 friends trolling behind. You rolled your eyes, sighing.

You turned to your friends, before walking off. "I'll meet you later" Murmurs could be heard from the students as you exited the cafe.

Ahrin scoffed the moment you stepped on the rooftop. You crossed your arms, face bored, keeping a distance from her. "Spill," You spat.

Ahrin threw her phone to you and you caught it, eyebrows knitted, confused. "Take a good look at the picture,"

You looked down on the picture and your eyes widened. "That's your mother. And she's about to make our family fall apart," Ahrin gritted her teeth.

It had been a long time since you saw your mother and you were quite shocked. But you got on your guard back, throwing the phone back to one of her friends.

"So what?" You scoffed. Ahrin groaned frustratedly, taking steps to you. She leaned to your ear, "Get your fucking mother away from my father,"

A sly smirk etched on your lips, "Why would I do that? Why would I bother with her happiness," Ahrin gasped. You turned your heels, hand on the doorknob.

"Oh and I-" Your head turned slightly, looking at Ahrin with the corner of your eyes, "Don't call a woman like her my mother,"

Arriving at your class, you could see the others were waiting for you, even Mark was there. You sighed, making your way to your table and rested your head on the table. "What did she talk about?" Renjun asked.

"trash"

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