Today, Two Years Ago

His Voice

"Why did you tell the principal?"

The man in front of me stares down, his eyes twinkling like the stars in the night sky and I just realized how attractive those are. Hell no, stop, snap out of it. I must be sick as heck to think something like that.

"Tell her what? Enlighten me," he retorts. Those words escape his lips so easily. I have no idea whether he's just acting or he really does not know. What provokes me the most is that he doesn't seem alarmed at all, unlike me.

"She knows I was drunk that time."

"And what does that have to do with me, Hyeju?" He gives an unninterested-flat-expression before turning it into a partly confused and partly disbelief. "Hold on. You're accusing me of doing something I didn't even do without any evidence?"

I nod my head and he lets out a scoff, loud enough that it echoes through the corridor. Thankfully, there are only a few students here and the rest are already inside their classes.

"Then, who else?" I ask. "I was so wrong for trusting you." With that, I take a sharp turn around on my heel, heading to the classroom. Though, my whole mind is still in a mess. A big mess, to be exact.

I don't care about the principal. What fears me the most is that I don't want my parents to find out or I'll be grounded for months with no phone and credit card.

After pushing the class door opens, I nonchalantly walk to my seat, which is in the last row beside the window. Since the teacher hasn't arrived yet, I decide to bury my face in my arms as if the darkness can make me feel better.

I'm exhausted and the day isn't over yet.

I squeeze my eyes shut and bury my face even deeper as the noise inside the classroom increases and it bothers me somehow.

"Is that a new student? I feel like I've never seen her before."

"Nah, I don't think someone who's new would look as lifeless as her."

"Damn. You got a point."

"Haha. Honestly, though. What's the purpose of that Hyeju girl coming here? She skipped almost all the lessons."

Those familiar voices keep on babbling. My eyes are closed but that doesn't mean I'm deaf. I know exactly who are those pinheads and they're definitely no better than me.

"That Hyeju—"

"Oh, shut your filthy mouth, Younghyun," I interrupt while lifting my head to look at him as calm as possible. "Bet you'd piss your pants if I leak that video where you manipulat—"

"Good morning, class."

The teacher comes in. I couldn't finish my sentence but I'm more than satisfied seeing that uneasy look on Younghyun's face. Serve him right. He then goes back to his seat, still speechless that I know his biggest secret. I might break some rules and so on but at least, I don't stick my nose in other people's business.

Skip, skip. I was so into spilling his secret and didn't even realize that the first lesson is maths. Nothing's wrong with the lesson. However, the one who teaches is Park Sungjin and that makes me uncomfortable.

"Quit chatting and prepare for the quiz I had told you last Monday," Sungjin emphasizes the word 'had' to make sure it gets through everyone's head. But why do I feel like he was directing those words to me? Maybe I'm just imagining or...maybe not, after finding out that I have his full attention when he stares at me from the front, even if I'm sitting in a very last row.