i promise - hjs

chapter three

I decided to change into my uniform and quickly get to school, it was pretty near.
Since my parents would be able to find me even if they wouldn't want to, I transferred just in case.

A fresh new life, new school, new friends
(I hope).

I slung my bag over my shoulder and left my room. He was still sleeping, so I decided to be nice and someone clear the way to the door for him so he doesn't trip.

I left and walked over to the small but cute looking kitchen and opened the fridge to see two apples, a small milk carton, and two eggs. The eggs weren't even in the egg carton. Just rolling around.

"...."
I sighed and closed the door again. I don't want to get food poisoning.

I slid my feet into my white sneakers and quickly headed out the door.

I quickly entered the large school and it was so clean, it scared me. A lot. I took a while to find the principal's office, but it was manageable.

The old lady told me that someone would come in soon to lead me around.

Later a tired looking hoe stomped inside and dramatically yawned. I'm just kidding. I just was salty that she didn't even care to even notice me.

"What girl complained about me again?"

I held in my laughter. This girl was lame.
Not that I'm any better. Or am I.

I waved at her trying to be friendly, but she just flicked me off and left.

I guess I'll just have to do things myself.

I thanked the kind lady and silently left.

I found Room 325 after around 10 minutes and walked inside, clearly late.

"Sorry, I uh... Got lost."
Frick me and being awkward. I just can't help it. Every word I say to someone I don't know ends up in silence.

The teacher was a middle aged woman, and looked extremely strict.
But she smiled at me and seemed to know already.

"Hayoung, right? Come and introduce yourself to the class."

I had to be confident this year, so new me isn't going to be shy anymore.

"Hey. I'm Hayoung. I'm from someplace that doesn't matter anymore. If you're annoying, just leave me alone. I don't want to deal with you too. I've had enough things to deal with."

No one said anything. I scanned the classroom, and I noticed someone familiar.

I made eye contact with Jisung and scrunched up my eyebrows.

He's in my class? This lazy bum?
Dang it. I had to see his face a lot more than I thought.

I sighed and looked at the teacher.

"Do you know where I should sit?"

She looked at me for a second and then her eyes lit up.

"You could sit right in front of Jisung over there, he's the one in the back left corner of the room."

For a second I wanted that seat. It would've been so easy to sleep. But I had to get good grades to get into a good college, good job, good life. You know what I mean. Typical student stress.

But honestly, my only goal in life was to find someone who would love me for me being me.  But those kind of people only exist in books and kpop groups.

I held my books and walked over to my deaf and sat down. While putting away my books I felt someone tap my back.

"Hey Hayoung. You're my roommate, right?"

I ignored him. I wasn't going to get caught in class on the first day not playing attention.

He gave up pretty quickly. Funny, because I thought be was the persistent type. But you never know, he still could be.

After class ended, I quickly gathered all my things, put back my muji pens in my pencil case and papers in my folders. First day and there was so much homework to do. And catching up. This schools education was way ahead of my previous one.

I stood up and tried walking away until I bumped into someone's hard chest. It smelt nice. And very familiar.

I looked up and behold, the annoying Jisung.

He looked down at me from our few inches height difference. I was 5'2, he was around 5'7. Compared to me, that was a lot.

I stared at him for a bit. His eyes were perfect and the rest of his facial features were also cute.

I shook my head out of my trance and I quickly moved past him to get to my next class.
Hopefully a class without him to distract me.

But as I walked out, immediately a large number of girls shot me death glares and guys looked at me in all directions and my body tensed up. My shoulders were rigid and my breathing came in short breaths. O had a habit of hyperventilating, and I definitely cannot screw up the first day.

"Hey, you're um.. my type. Wanna go out?"
Some random guy nervously rubbed the back of his neck and gave me an awkward smile.

"Um... Sorry, I-"

"It's okay, I totally understand. We can get to know each other and more, you know..."

He wasn't that cute, honestly. And he seemed like a creep with those eyes. They stared into me and I shivered.

I felt an arm snake around my waist and I got pulled into someone else's protective embrace.

"She's not interested, sorry. She's taken."

I look up in confusion. My eyebrows arched at him and he just held me tighter, telling me to be quiet.

"Oh. Sorry, I didn't know she was yours already, Jisung."
He stammered and quickly walked away.

I kind of liked the thought of being his.
Wait. No, no. Definitely not. I had to stop.

But I feel like I can't help it.

"So, your next class?"

I stared at him again for a moment.

I noticed he was still holding onto me so I scrambled out of his embrace and glared at him.

"Who gave you the permission to do that? I was perfectly fine on my own."

"Listen, Ha Young. That guy is known for being obssessive in his relationships and scarring girls because of him being a control freak. It would've been better if another guy cuts him off, because he doesn't know what rejections are."

I blinked once. And then twice.

"Oh. Uh, yea, I have pre calc next period."

"I'll walk you there, my class is also in the way, princess."

He winked.

I sighed and had no other choice to follow him, we only had a few minutes to get to class and I couldn't locate the classroom which was in a different level in the building.

This guy was such a flirt.

He surprisingly grabbed onto my free right hand and his fingers intertwined mine and fit like a puzzle. His large hands to my tiny ones overlapped them and tightly secured them in place.

I blushed furiously. My face heated up and stopped infront of a door with the number 091.

"See you. And if a guy bothers you, just tell them you're with me. I know you don't like the idea of it, but I think you'll be better off that way."

"Fine."

Inside the classroom there weren't many people left, and since it was the first day and people were sitting wherever, I sat down the farthest away from people I could, but so many came near me.

I hated attention. And I couldn't avoid it.

Our teacher said that these would be our seats for the rest of the day. I internally growned and sat my head on my seat waiting for class to go by.

This was going to be a long day.