"Why don't you call me Park Sungjin like last night?"
His words from yesterday still stuck inside my head and I hate it.
Just what kind of mess did I got myself into this time around? I'm fed up and tired, I'm just absolutely done with myself. If only I didn't go to listen to that freaking radio, this stuff wouldn't happen. "Dana, are you really sure? About Mr. Park's other job as a radio MC," I ask again just to make sure.
"I thought you knew about it already." She sips her drink. "And...why you looking so stressed...chill, okay."
"How can I chill when I just—argh. Never mind."
She blinks and her face turns serious in an instant. "Tell. Me."
I can just choose to lie but I need to let this out too.
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"Hyeju... you're fucking dumb."
That's what Dana said after I told her everything.
"I know. Remembering it makes me wanna die too, okay?" I ruffle my hair with frustration.
She closes her eyes tightly. "Ah. The secondhand embarrassment is real. Why are you even my friend?"
I groan quietly. "Okay, stop. Let's not talk about this anymore and I'm gonna forget it. Wish me luck." I stand up immediately and nod at her. She just looks at me in disbelief.
I walk out of the canteen, heading to wherever my feet leads me to. This is the most terrible thing i've done...I just wanna bury myself. I don't know what would I do if I suddenly meet him—
"Sure thing, just inform me later." The principal nods her head while shaking hand with Mr. Park. He responds by nodding then bows a bit.
Stupid me. I should've turned around but now it's too late since his eyes already landed on mine. Without hesitation, I take one step back, turn around and walk as quick as I can. It makes me realize that everytime I see him, I can only remember those words he said yesterday. Now, how can I even survive here? This shit is stressing me out.
I just keep on walking, not caring about the next lesson. I need some time to think and calm myself.
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So, I end up skipping every lessons, I can't believe myself. I don't think I'm gonna attend the extra class too because that's the most thing I want to avoid.
Looking up at the sky, I notice it's turning a vibrant yellow-orange color. It's almost sunset and I'm walking alone in this busy street. I didn't get a chance to take my stuff at school so now I'm left with my phone and wallet, which isn't that bad. Thanks to my parents, I can do such things like this.
I stop in front of the convenient store and push the door open, welcomed by the strong winds of air conditioning run through my hair. I immediately grab the nearest mineral water and make my way to the cashier.
"Anything else?" The cashier girl asks with a soft smile plasters on her face.
"Yeah..." My eyes scan the rack behind her before pointing my index finger to one of those boxes. "Can I get that one, please?"
Her eyes follow where I point at and then looks back at me, noticing my uniform. "But, you're a stu—"
"It's for my uncle."
"Alright." She nods before taking it then scans the items. "Here's the total." She shows me the amount I have to pay.
After paying it, I thank her and grab the plastic bag then saunter to the exit door. That was close, I didn't even realize I'm still wearing my uniform.
YOU ARE READING
Today, Two Years Ago
Hayran KurguI spent my life not caring about my future and everything was fine until you came. Then, you left. Unfair. If only I didn't run to that place to listen to the radio, things would be different. "You're my favorite student." - Park Sung...
