Detention Club - A HIGH SCHOOL APPLYFIC

chapter fifteen

MAIN CHARACTERS: AHREUM, HANA, Y/N

"bae hana!!" at the detention room, you were doing your homework on your own-again, because soohee called in sick-when someone called her name viciously. looking up, it was yet again, the last person you wanted to see in the entire nation-noh jihyun.

"may i ask what brought you on your long quest in the school to find our hana?" before you could say anything in hana's defense, ahreum had already beaten you to it, even going to the next level by grabbing her shirt collar.

"how about i tell you to stay away from my private business with hana? there's absolutely no need for you to be around here, miss jeon." jihyun was waving around her fist, reminding you of the ordeal you went through with her.

"bitch, before i step on your face the rude way, hands of ahreum-unnie." jihyun was then suddenly pushed into the wall of the classroom by a fuming hana.

"what're you going to do about it, loser?" that was enough to send jihyun's mind blowing as hana delivered a fierce punch.

"three words, twelve letters. say it and you will never see the light of day." hana grabbed jihyun's collar and started to fish out something from her pocket. you knew something seemed fishy, because one moment later ahreum's hand was on hana's wrist.

"no, hana, put that jack knife back into your pocket now." ahreum held onto hana's hand that was in her pocket and looked at her with a calming gaze in her eyes, enough to convince hana to put the knife back into her pocket. it worked like a charm for her-and you were amazed too, for you heard the rumours of hana being susceptible to her panic attacks, with all her tantrums, vandalisms and sudden outbursts of crying.

"fu*k you, loser." but jihyun knew how to get her worked up again-it was those three words and those twelve letters. with fear and anger in her gaze, hana reached into her heart to find the strength to fight back, but she couldn't. she was an emotional weakling, and she knew it herself. "now can you stand up and fight back, you fu*king loser?"

"i...i can't..." hana let go of jihyun and collapsed to the ground, all pale and weak. it was appalling-she was having a panic attack again. "i...let me go..." her tears fell down her round face and she hid her face in shame-the exact outpouring of tears anyone in a panic attack would experience as well.

"that's it, bitch. you apologise, or you get a punch from me." you stood up from your seat, veins bursting in your neck-you had had enough already. grabbing jihyun's collar, you did something you never knew you'd do-punch somebody.