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It did hurt me.
If that's what he think, so be it! I run away from the room and I accidentally bump to someone. We bought get splash by the milktea he was holding. I saw Hwiyoung. I remember what I've done to him. "I'm sorry." I said in a teary eyes as I leave.
I'm really hurt right now. This society doesn't feels right. They all have their own dreams and goals in life, but, here I am. Because I don't what will I do. I just give up my life to someone elese dream. Hoping that I could be help. But. It is not always rainbows. Ofcourse no one, likes you.
Them.
They just like you because they need something from you. That is why they are nice to you.
I said that sulking inside fhe cubicle. I heard the bell ring. It's time for the afternoon class.
Why am I here anyway..?
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As I go back to the classroom. The professor is already there. I get my bag and walk out.
I don't care what we'll they say.
I want to rest.
I walk in the hallway sulking over what Taeyang said over me.
"Hey!"
I thought he's not a nice guy. But he's worst than Dawon.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
I look back and saw Rowoon. "...uh...you're actually calling me, not, talking."
He just glare at me. "Would you mind to try?"
"Huh?"
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I'm her at the HRM Facilities. They want me to judge the food that they made.
"Chani and I has an upcoming competition outside--"
"Actually, you drag me here." Chani said in a straight face.
"Shh! Quiet you. Okay. An upcoming competition called Fish and Cake Tteokbokki Competition tomorrow, 10 am Geez! I'm nervous!" Rowoon panick.
Chani rolled his eyes. "If you care to judge, so, that I can go home already." he said.
"So, what exactly is the criteria? Taste?"
"Yes."
"Though, we all have different taste preference, okay, I'll try." Since, I'm hungry too.
I tried the tteokbokki that they made. Oh wow. I don't know if it taste savory and delicious or I'm just hungry.
"Uhm, is it okay? Hey. What? What's the taste?"
I ignore them and I continute to savor this tteokbokki. I cried as I still remember for what happened.
"Ugh...is it bad..?"
"You need water?"
I think Chani offered me a bottled of water. So I drink on it. And continue to eat.
"Aish. What's up with this woman?"
"Let her be."
Suddenly. I remember also what happened to me so far Well, for that two days, I think? All the journeys I have been in this school, so far. And then again for that certain person, he ruined it!
I stood up.
"Oh...why?"
"I'm gonna break his leg!" I said that out loud. I go back to Taeyang. to tell him about why my life is worth it.
"Hey!"
Hopefully he is still in that room. I open the door but the competition just ended.
Maybe he went back to our classroom---but, I just call off my time to that class.
Forget about it. I just wait for him till the class last.
But, there is still three hours to wait. Sighed.
I visit the library and went for a spot where I can secretly sleep without noticing.
But before that, I will a long book so I can cover my head.
I go at the spot and lean my chin to the table, as if, I am reading the book. The book is a long flat almanac though.
I got interested but, my eyes just won't do.
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I open my eyes. So I did sleep. I close the book and I frighten when I saw Zuho. "Zuho?"
"Oh, you're awake." he said while busy typing to his laptop.
"How long have you been there?"
"Uh...about an hour ago. I just return the book that you give to me and then, I saw you...sleeping. The librarian you saw sleeping, she tried to wake you up, but, you won't. I'm amaze by the way."
"Uh." I look at the librarian area. She glared at me.
"Looks like you're telling the truth..."
"Why..? Am I not that trustworthy?"
"No. It's not it. It just..." I look at Zuho busy typing. I remembrr Youngbin is just like him. Chani and Rowoon have their own world in cooking. Jaeyoon is busy too, with the organization. Taeyang looks like he like to solo dancing. Hwiyoung, I hope he forgive me. Dawon is a mess...and Inseong..make me mess.
"...I see that, you guys have their own world. I even see that you're happy. It looks likes, you don't really need me unless, you're really into creating back the group that you've abandon. So...I leave this fandom thing. Thank you again."
It looks like he's nor even listening because he is busy with his laptop.
I stood and walk out. Return back the book, after this I'll go home.
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