【𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝐿𝑒𝒻𝓉 𝐵𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹】

~14~

He deserves it.

Sohye finally broke the unsteady eye contact, as if cutting off their string of fate together. She looked down reaching out for Jimins' hands and holding onto it tight.
"Let's go." She whispered just enough for Jimin to make sense of what she's saying. He nods before smirking and walking away pulling her behind him.

Taehyung felt his anger begin to spiral out of control as he punched the solid walls in frustration. He tormented his shoes by kicking them against the walls and punched until his knuckles bled and his blood smeared on the cold wall.
"Stupid. Stupid bitch. Stupid friends. Stupid Jimin. Stupid." He mumbled to himself when he finally stopped and inspected the vibrant alarming colour oozing out of his teared skin. 
"Stupid me." He whispers. 
"Why did I even get angry? I don't like her at all. She's a ugly ungrateful slut who doesn't care about anyone but herself. She's going to pay for this." He laughs to himself, thinking that he's healing.

School started and Sohye frightfully looked around. Taehyung didn't come to the first class or the second one. Nonetheless every time someone opened the door she felt herself stiffen and she felt the dusty familiar feeling of fear overwhelm and engulf her. 

After lunch, Sohye felt kind of relieved. She had a feeling that Taehyung wasn't going to bother her all day since he didn't show up to school at all. She was happily laughing with Chaerin when the bell rang and everyone went racing into their assigned classes. 
Sohyes jaw dropped, her eyes widened as tears glistened on the brim. A flustered gasp left her lips as the door opened. On the wall, written in massive letters on the black board it said; "Sohye is a ungrateful slut that deserves to die. Her parents abandoned her at the age of seven because they already knew then that she was just going to grow up useless. Go kill yourself you worthless piece of shit." 
Everyone was gossiping and spreading their own thoughts about the words that were spread out on the wall. Even Chaerin who was right next to her seemed shocked and didn't know what to do. Everyone turned around with their phones after snapping shots of what's written on the board and looked at her. The class went silent as Sohyes eyes rummaged through all the different people searching for the only person who would know her background story.
Taehyung. He was right there. Seated in his chair at the back corner of the class. Smirking that devilish smirk in her direction. The class was swarmed with people, even people from different classes had come in to see what all the commotion was about. The whisper of personal thoughts about the matter got louder and louder as they all glare and point accusing nasty fingers in her direction. Sohye turned her head slightly hoping to meet Chaerins caring eyes but she'd set her expectations of a friend too high. 
Why haven't I learnt my lesson by now. Friends, they're useless. They don't do shit apart from make you feel even worst when you're already at your lowest.
Chaerin had somehow in the past five minutes teleported to a separate part of the class where all her other friends surrounded her with gossip and opinions. She didn't dare spare a glance in Sohyes direction probably hoping that Sohye wouldn't notice. The tears rolled down her cheek as ugly as it always has, probably even uglier.
I moved here to start a new life. To forget my past. To bury it and pretend it never existed. 
The tears kept falling as everyone around her didn't even move and inch. They stood there still talking shit and pointing fingers.
"Whoa, who would've thought?"
"She's so nasty even her parents sensed it."
"So she was abandoned."
"As expected, all abandoned children are messed up pieces of turd."
The words flowed through her ears and gathered in her head like a whirlpool as she felt a headache coming along.
She suddenly turned around running as fast as she can down the corridoor. She left the school with tears streaming down her face, her vision blurring and mucus running down her nostrils. She was a complete ugly mess. 
At some point during her run out of the school Taehyungs friends stepped out of their class as if wanting to know what all the commotion was about. They saw her. They saw her running and crumbling apart. But none of them did anything. They'd already seen it. Hell, they might've even been apart of it. None of them moved to ask if she was alright, if she needed help. None. Not even Jimin.

Sohye ran across the court towards the school gates but along her way she tripped over her laces. Her knees and elbows got grazed as her face scrapped on the concrete when she fell. She coughed feeling a tight pull in her chest. Her tears were streaming nonstop now as she attempted to pull herself up. All she managed to do however was roll over and sit up, looking down at her bleeding injuries. She looked around and saw kids pushing at each other to get a better view at her pitiful self. They pushed and pulled by the windows in the corridor attempting to either try make a joke out of her whole existence or look at her with nothing but disgust and pity. She looked down embarrassed and undeniably angry, as a small pit of fire began to raise inside her. She didn't dare look up, afraid to meet those horrifying eyes of society, afraid of becoming a bigger laughing stock than she already was. Her body trembled with humiliation and fury as she slowly picked herself up nearly stumbling again upon her own weight. Just after successfully standing up though, she felt a sickening feeling un her stomach that slowly made its way up to her throat. Knowing that she was about to spew out something she didn't want to see she forced herself to swallow her own bitter vomit. The  revolting aftertaste left a horrible smell in her mouth. 
What are the teachers doing right now? 
She thought holding her stomach and turning around, facing her back towards the students. 
Slowly she staggered towards the gates leaving this miserable hell. But just as she was about to cross over she felt something splash on her uniform. It was just one at first. One sticky gooey substance. Sohye turned around accidentally revealing her messed up, mucus smeared face to all of the students. She immediately looked down afterwards, tracing her shaking fingers over her uniform she managed to pick up some of the slimy substance.
An egg
After she had processed the situation a bunch more things got thrown at her. From fruit, to vegetables, yoghurt, sausages and of course lots of egg. Her mind didn't even have time to think and process all that was being thrown at her or where it was all coming from. But she knew one thing for certain; that it was from students. Female students.
"Stupid bitch you dare to flirt with my boyfriend?!"
What...?
"Yeah, who do you think you are, you ugly whore!"
When did I ever...
"Why can't you just shut up and be the good retarded child that you are?!" 
Huh..?
"God, you're such an eyesore. Don't even try to act like you're all innocent. We know it all, about all your slutty behaviours and shit."
I haven't even had a boyfriend once.
"Keep throwing!"
She didn't dare raise her head. Not once. She didn't move. Not an inch. She didn't turn around and run, she didn't speak up for herself. She was completely frozen in the spot. Her body was chained down, held captive by their awful words. She'd completely lost herself during that time period. She'd lost connection with her true self and she'd lost her voice. She'd lost everything. All around her, through her now sticky hair filled with eggs and flour, she could hear people laughing at her. She could sense those beady eyes staring at her with nothing but pleasure for being able to crush someone below them, someone weaker than them. Through the crowd she could make out the laughs of two particular people. Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung.