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28•His Touch

Heat of his touch

I was pacing my way fairly fast enough to reach the elevator, in a matter of seconds, I make a conscious effort to leave a sigh. I check my phone for the tenth time, viewing my notifications in tension.

68 missed calls
123 unread messages
[Taehyung]

I am so dying today. Ariel and I were too engrossed in shopping that I didn't realise my phone was in silent.  Ariel did not try to listen to me when I was saying I do not want to attend the ceremony and I had no intention or interest in shopping for the function either.

There is no way that I am allowing myself to meet the people that made my life a living hell once. How can they think inviting me to the reunion ceremony was valid after clearly knowing what they have done to me.

People may say bullying usually happens in high school but they never speak of the incidents we go through during our university days. People think it's okay to let loose when they have the freedom to do anything. And by that, I mean harming other people who they think doesn't have a life.

During my study days, I have had difficulties making friends. Which was caused by my phobia of people and fear of the breaking my trust. I did get teased a lot but not that I cared anyway. It wasn't my job to care and if they thought it was necessary to pass random comments to me then it's their problem, not mine.

That mentality only lasted until Taehyung appeared in my life. The stuff that I went through after starting to date him was indescribable. I seemed to be the centre of their attention and breaking us apart was their main goal. Some girls were so desperate to the point that they even tried to physically harm me.

If I got an invitation letter, Taehyung also must have gotten it. But that's not what I should be worried right now, seeing the endless missed calls from Taehyung only concludes that certain rat called Jungkook didn't specify to him how he lied about my illness to get a day off from work.

I mentally cry before my phone rings which leads me to flinch and almost drop the phone on the floor. I let out a sigh of relief when the caller ID flashes, 'Kookie'

"You piece of shit-" I begin,

"Y/n! I am so sorry! My lie about your health reached Tae's ear and now I am dead!" The boy over the phone quickly pants the word. I close my eyes and mentally sob. I am so dying today.

"Kook why didn't you tell him the truth?! He was calling me repeatedly and I couldn't even pick up." I mention. "Now he's gonna be even more worried about me."

"I called him an hour ago, saying you were absolutely fine and he didn't really sound too good." He nervously laughs. I groan in frustration at that. "I think he is mad?"

"That's why! Now he is not picking up my calls! He is definitely mad." I cry.

"Go to the office and face him."

"Well thanks for that, I am in the office elevator anyways." I scold. He pipes in a quick sorry as the door slides open. With the last breath against my throat, I enter the floor.

I greet Grace in the hallway, who was surprised to see me at work, especially on the day, I took a day off by calling in sick.