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-- oh, to be living a magical dream of love and mysteries
.:*・DREAM , U , 127 , WAYV *.
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" oh look who's here, the murderer's daughter. "
" aw your poor dad is stuck in jail. how pitiful. why don't you accompany him there too? he must be lonely "
" careful. don't piss her off too much or you'll be the one lying dead on the floor next "
clenching my fists, i stormed past the hall filled with rotten souls, harsh remarks slapping my face no matter how hard i tried to block out the noise. hot streaks of tears fell past my cheeks as i stumbled up the stairs, my tears clouding my vision.
ignoring the constant calls of my name from my best friend rushing after me, i pushed the rooftop door open, crashing down onto my knees the moment the strong wind travelled past my skin.
the sharp pain of my knees were numbed as i squeezed my eyes shut, sobbing uncontrollably.
i felt absolutely pathetic
" y/n! i knew you'd be here " the way too familiar voice making me feel ever so slightly better.
" yangyang..? " i lifted my head up slowly, the bright sun almost blinding me.
" don't worry. i already told them off for the thousandth time today. fucking hoeasses " yangyang spit out, fire raging in his usually gentle eyes.
" do you...do you think i'll be expelled? " i sniffed, my eyes refusing to leave the concrete floor.
" expelled?! hell no! i-if that dickhead dares to do such a thing, i won't hesitate to transfer to another school! " yangyang snapped again, his anger taking complete control of him.
" yangyang..calm down.. " i mumbled between sniffles, grabbing onto his forearm.
" i'm sorry y/n. i just- i cant stand seeing how terribly you're being treated in this dumb ass school! it's absolutely ridiculous.. i- "
" thank you " i stated bluntly out of nowhere, surprising your best friend.
" but i haven't done enough to- "
" for believing me " i murmured, fiddling with my fingers.
yangyang kept silent for a while,as if he was reconsidering his thoughts and picking out the right words to use in his reply.
" of course i believe you "
when y/n didn't seem convinced by yangyang's slight hesitance in his voice, he continued.
" y/n, i've met your dad multiple times in various occasions before. i know he's a good person. and that..and that he would never- "
" kill someone? " she finished his sentence, her eyes finally looking into yangyangs'
he could sense the sadness lying still in her eyes, her cheeks still puffy from her sobs earlier.
" and- and just because you father is deemed to be a 'murderer' that doesn't mean that you are one too! it's despicable! those pieces of shit don't know anything and yet they can speak so freely?! " yangyang lashed out, his knuckles bruising as he punched the ground without hesitation
