Rose ↬ SinRin

eleven

"Well now I know you care, SinB-ah." Two arms wrapped around me.

I looked up, "w-what..?"

Sojung giggled, "I was pretending. At least now I know you actually care."

I stared at her confusingly as she pushed the blanket off of her.

"You bitch," I cursed only making Sojung laugh, "you really can hold your breath for ten minutes."

Sojung chuckled, "hmm yeah. Now get ready."

"B-But...Jongin since he's seven shouldn't he be going to school too?" I say, "and Jaein she's only four she doesn't go to school. What to do we do?"

"We'll work it out somehow," Sojung said, "now get out I'm going to change."

I nodded and left closing the door behind me and soon went to my room to continue my routine.

I entered my bedroom with Yuju singing while showering. The two kids on the bed were still asleep. I tried my best to change quietly.

"I love my sunshine."

"...sunshine..?" I say, "it's probably just Yuju singing." And I shook the thought out of my head.

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"Alright," Sojung said, "we'll tell Eunha our plan when we meet her at school."

"What plan?" Yerin says, "did you guys plan something?"

"No," Sojung said, "but I made a plan for the kids and our schedules. So listen carefully. Since Jongin and all of us will be at school no one will be watching Jaein and it's extremely dangerous to let her be alone."

We all nodded in agreement.

Sojung continued, "so each day of the week is assigned to us for when we will skip school and watch after Jaein. But since Yerin is still new to the school Yerin will be Friday. I'll be Monday, Eunha's Tuesday, Yuju you are Wednesday, and Sinb you're Thursday. Okay everyone agree?"

We all nod and left Sojung with Jaein while we took Jongin to his school. Thankfully Jongin's school was only three blocks away and he wait for us after school to walk home with us to be safe of course. After dropping Jongin off, we noticed a frail, old woman walking down the street. She's a foreigner but what is an old foreigner doing in South Korea? You could tell she was a foreigner, she was speaking Japanese and was mumbling sentences to herself. We just ignored her and walked to school.

Yuju went to her class as Yerin and I walked to mine.

"Did you see that old lady?" Yerin asked, "what's an old foreigner doing here?"

"Maybe she's visiting family," I answered.

Yerin nodded and we stepped inside the classroom as we noticed people were crowding around a specific spot in the classroom. Either someone collapsed or there was a fight going on. We both walked over and looked beyond the tall people. There was a letter written in Japanese on my desk.

"Hey," I pushed people out of the way, "let me read this."

I snatched the letter out of a girl's hand and read some of the few words that I knew.

Hwang Eunbi,

You won't ______what I'm _____ ___ I'm _______ you. She's a small, __ ___. __? I have ____, love. Can you ___ her? She has ____ ___ and ____ __.

I rolled my eyes thinking this was a joke someone did. I crumpled the paper and threw it in my backpack to translate the letter once I get to sojung's home.

"What did it say?" Yerin asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know I'm not fluent with Japanese but I understood some things mostly just like beginners words."

The teacher walked into the classroom ending useless conversations and beginning lessons. The teacher went on and on about rock layers and erosion and useless shit as someone collapsed but it wasn't just one, it was three and they all came from the kids walking in the hallways. A kid in the halls who was walking by ran to the nurses office as the teacher went on with teaching. Yerin flinched watching the three girls being lifted onto beds and going to the nurses office. Soon the teacher closed the classroom door to get our attention to her and not the dead students.

Our school day went on as lunch rolled on by quickly. It was the last period of the day and i didn't have any friends in the class expect for some people I talk to from time to time. I was about to fall asleep from all this multiplication shit until someone barged in.

"Help!" The student cried, "my friend collapsed in the bathroom!"

A male student snorted, "go get the nurse."

"She's dead!" The student cried as the teacher ran out of the classroom, " I went in to tell her about my friend and she was surrounded by a pool of blood!"

Some of the girls in the room comforted the crying girl as male students were talking to one another. I on the other hand took my phone out and translated the letter.

Hwang Eunbi,

You won't understand what I'm writing but I'm watching you. She's a small, old woman. How? I have powers, love. Can you find her? She has black hair and purple eyes.

"Holy fuck," I mumbled.

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2019.02.25