"Jeon Wonwoo!" Minju called. Wonwoo immediately turned his head to Minju, who was crossing her arms with a small pout on her face.
"Yeah?" He asked awkwardly since it was still school hours and he just wanted to think by himself as the end of the day played out.
"Don't Yeah me! I was calling you during the whole weekend but you didn't pick up once!" She told him. He felt a little bad now because sincr his attention was to only get Sakura to speak with him, he forgot about his school friends.
"Did you? My bad then, I was taking care of things." Wonwoo scratched his head. Minju began to notice that he was slightly different and let down her unnecessary guard.
"Ah... no, it's not your fault. I should've acted more patient with you, I'm sure what you were doing was important." She apologized sincerely, but Wonwoo was still deep in thought. Bringing in an uncommonly atmosphere between the two friends.
Wonwoo glanced at Minju once more, gaining her attention.
"Is something wrong, Wonu?" She asked.
' Why don't I feel this way with you? ' Wonwoo thought to himself. ' I've known you longer, but I want to go to her... why? '
"I gotta go Minju, see you tomorrow." Wonwoo addressed coldly before walking off the campus while Minju quietly stood with a small letter in her hand. She planned on confessing to him today, if you couldn't tell. Unfortunately it just wasn't the right time, or person.
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Sakura POV:
"Can you another question, unnie? I promise I won't ask anymore after this." Somi told me with her pleading eyes. I sighed and slightly nodded as the two of us were sipping tea.
"Why don't you trust my brother?"
I suddenly stopped my arm, looking at her with what probably seemed like sad eyes.
I looked outside the window really quick, and luckily Wonwoo wasn't here yet. So I might as well since she's been a huge help for my mental.
"You really want to know?" She nodded. "Then promise me you won't tell Wonwoo." She then paused but eventually nodded again.
"I– sigh... I used to know a guy named Wooseok. Kim Wooseok. And if you would have told me a year ago that he would become the monster he was now, I would've thought you were crazy–" I looked at Somi really quick, she seemed really invested. "But then... he did something to me, something I prefer not to share. At first, I thought he was just angry. So I let it slide. But then he did it again, and again, and again. He broke me, told me I was nothing and that I'd always be useless... yet somehow, through unlikely circumstances, I was given a chance to leave that hell. So one night, I did. Then after that, I wound up inside the home of two siblings. One I can talk to, like you. But the other, I can't trust. Not again. I don't want to gain that same feeling... of trust. Just for it to be torn away."
I felt a tear drop to my cheek, Somi noticed immediately and handed me a tissue. And despite feeling a little bad for making her sad too... I felt even worse because I still kept a part of the story away from her.
...my mark.
"That's so horrible, unnie. And I'm so sorry you had to go through that, but my brother isn't like that. That Wooseok guy won't be able to touch you as long as you stick with him. He can protect you." Somi explained.
I still held my expressionless face as I stared out the window again.
"I can't, Somi. I'm too scared. Even if I open up to your brother, what if he finds me?" I asked slowly.
Making Somi fall in a slump.
"Just promise me you won't tell Wonwoo any of this. Please." I waited for her answer. She let out a long breathe, indicating that she was about to move her lips.
However, instead of a high feminine voice. I was greeted with a deep masculine tone.
"Don't tell me what?"
Sakura and Somi quickly shifted their heads to the doorway, which held Wonwoo with a confused look as he closed the door behind him.
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ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀꜰᴀʀ | SVT Wonwoo x IZ*ONE Sakura FF
Любовные романыWarning: This story shows signs of abuse, please don't read if you're sensitive to that topic *** "𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓶𝓮, 𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝓮." - 𝓜.𝓢𝓚...