Anything But Weak (Boys Over Flowers fan fiction)-Trailer Inside

Truth My Ass

The morning sun was so not invited into my room but it shinned bright through the curtains anyway, putting an end to my sleep. The first thing that registered in my brain was pain. My whole body ached with every muscle that I managed to move to sit up. When the room slowly came into focus, sunlight became the least of my worries as I came face to face with my worst fear. I would have much rather preferred to have been still asleep.

A bouquet of red roses was carefully laid on the side table with a white piece of paper that read ‘Rose’ in elegant handwriting. Seeing my name made it all seem so real. Absolute terror ripped through my lungs with sickening speed.

I didn’t even realize I was screaming until a crowd of people ran into my room, all of them startled out of their skin. The first to barge in was Ji Hoo, wearing only a bathrobe, then came Jan Dia and Gaule, followed by the rest of the F4 and off course Adam. All of them had sleep-deprived eyes, except for Adam who looked his usual self with guarded eyes and reserved posture.

The moment I spotted Ji Hoo, my body acted on its own as it ran to hide behind his back. I felt ashamed. But at least it blocked the roses from my view. Once again, I felt the year old feeling of that room surfacing up to claw at my insides. The blood, pain, and everything else that was hell bent on erasing my entire being off of the face of this earth.

I clutched on to Ji Hoo’s bathrobe like my life depended on it. In that moment it really did feel like it did.

“Rose? What’s wrong?” asked Ji Hoo confusion evident in his tone. What is wrong? Everything…answered my fear of red roses. But my body pointed a shaky finger towards the bouquet with the note.

Everyone turned to stare at the harmless roses, still confused.

“I… I don’t…I don’t like red roses.” I finally squawked out with a great amount of difficulty. Then all of them understood. Woo Bin quickly went to dispose of the flowers, minus the note as Ji Hoo turned to face me in disbelief.

“What?” I snapped quickly letting go of his bathrobe.

“Since when have you been afraid of red roses?” asked Ji Hoo. “You used to love all kinds of roses…”

“I still do!” I defended. “Just not the red ones…” I trailed of not ready to give anymore away.

Ji Hoo stared at me with scrutinizing eyes, urging me to explain in full detail. I would have caved in and spilled everything to him if it weren’t for Min Seo Hyn’s loud gasp.

“Adam Ravenson! Is that really you?” Asked Seo Hyn as she made her way in Adam’s direction with a huge smile that showed off her perfect teeth. But all Adam did was stare at her with a poker face, neither denying nor confirming Seo Hyn’s claim.

“Do I know you?” Asked Adam with a raised eyebrow. I had no idea why I suddenly felt the urge to laugh in Seo Hyn’s face. It could be because for once she is not as popular she thought she was. The evidence was clear on her offended, scrunched up face, which she covered with a fake smile quite well.

“Well I guess not… We went to college together.” Replied Seo Hyn, disappointed that he didn’t remember her at all. Wait… they went to college together? How old would that make him? Seo Hyn is at least four years older than me.