I Need U

Chapter 6

Siwoo gasped out loud when a chair flew towards her locker. Her locker dented. She looked up and met eyes with Serri.

"I told you to get lost didn't I?" Serri rolled her eyes. "Or do I need to tell you in a clearer way?" Serri looked for another chair to throw at Siwoo.

A figure stood protectively in front of Siwoo. "Seri!" he roared.

Everyone at the hallway turned to dead silent.

"It's starting again huh?" V crossed his arms as he leaned against his locker. "It's like a drama every morning." Jimin sighed. "That girl starts to get on my nerve." Jungkook said.

"Who? That sketch book girl?" Suga asked. "That bitch of course. Can't she leave her alone for a day?" Jungkook sighed.

The other males watch in silent.

"Why are you always in this, Junho? You're no one to her." Serri said.

"You-"

Siwoo grabbed onto his jacket. "Move aside, Junho." She said to him. "But-" "I had enough of this." Siwoo stepped forward.

J-Hope raised an eyebrow when he saw Siwoo stepped forward. *she's not going to confront her right? She's not going to win it.*

"She should know that she won't win against that bitch." Jin said and Rap Mon nodded in agreement.

"I had enough of this. I had enough of you bullying me." Siwoo spoke.

"Auw look. Now she talks!" Serri mocked her. Siwoo narrowed her eyes.

Serri sent a slap across her face. "Don't look at me. You disgusted me."

"Siwoo, are you okay?" Junho asked her worriedly. She nodded, "You helped me out a lot before Junho. Let me handle it this time."

Siwoo turned to Serri. "What I've ever done to you? What did I do that make you hate me so much? What I've ever did wrong?!" she shouted at Serri with tears welled up in her eyes.

"You! You dare you yell at me?!" Serri pushed her and she fell onto the floor.

"Fine! I'll tell you. You're ugly and you're stupid too. I hate very single things about you. And this!" Serri snatched away Siwoo's sketchbook.

"No! Not that!" Siwoo pleaded. "Serri, you don't know what is that. I suggest you give it back to her." Junho told her.

Serri smirked as she opened her sketch book. "You did nothing but to draw. And look, this ugly picture!" She tore the drawing of a woman.

"No! I'm begging you! Stop!" Siwoo pleaded when Serri kept tearing her sketch book into pieces. She looked at pieces of paper on the floor as tears fell. "Omma!" she cried.

"That's right! Call for your mommy, baby!" Serri spat as she continued to tear the pages.

Junho roughly grabbed Seri's hands. "I TOLD YOU TO GIVE IT BACK DIDN'T I?" he roared.

"That sketchbook is important to her! It has last memory of her mother!" Junho told her.

"You took away her teenage life! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TAKE AWAY HER ONLY HAPPINESS?!" He shouted at her.

Serri was speechless. She didn't know what else to say so she walked away just like that.

Slowly, students started to leave the hallway as their class is about to start soon.

But seven boys were glued on their spots, still watching Siwoo and Junho.

Junho looked at Siwoo, who's been crying over the pieces of paper.

He placed a hand on top of her head, "Siwoo-ah."

She looked up and threw her hands around Junho "Junho-ah! Omma!" she cried out loud.

Junho wrapped his hands around her small figure. "I'm sorry, Siwoo. I'm sorry."

"Wow, this is the first time we heard her voice. At first, I really think that she has a sweet voice." Jimin said.

"But her cry sounds so painful." V added.

"She lost her mother when she's a little kid. And she grew up to be a hardworking and beautiful girl."

"She's a nice kid. She's living a hard life but she didn't complaint."

J-Hope remembered what the old lady told him the other day. "So it's true."

"Huh? What was that?" Rap Mon looked at him.

"Uhm nothing." J-Hope smiled.

It was recess and Siwoo walked down the hallway. She felt like everyone was looking at her. She clenched her fist then she realized something.

*Oh right. I don't have the sketch book with me anymore.* she thought. She looked around. *How am I supposed to hide myself now?*

Someone suddenly grabbed her hand and brought her away from the stares.

"Surprise?" the person turned to her. "Hah, Junho." Siwoo was glad. "I thought you need help back there." Junho said. "I actually did. Thank you Junho." Siwoo thanked him.

Junho and Siwoo sat on a bench under a shady tree. He gave her a bottle of soy milk. She smiled at him, "Thank you."

"Uhm Siwoo? I'm sorry." He suddenly apologized. She looked at him in puzzle.

"Your mother's sketchbook." He told her.

She lowered her head. "It's not your fault."

"But then why do you have it with you that time? Don't you always bring out your mother's sketch book after school ends?" Junho asked curiously.

Siwoo sighed, "I don't know. I just feel like I need it with me today."

"But then this happen." She said in disappointment.

"Isn't there anything that we can do to fix it?" Junho asked. "Don't worry. I'll put it back together although it won't be the same like before." She forced a smile.

Junho stroked her head, "You're a strong girl."