His Circus Girl (Hoseok AMBW)

One 하나

10 years ago....

"Y/N! You are failing math again this year! We talked about this! You said you would put in more effort to this course, but it's just a repeat of last year. You're better off dropping out of school Y/N! Your math grades won't be able to compete for the CSAT this year. I suggest you come visit me after school for extra math before it's too late."

"I-I'll take it into consideration. Thank you Mr. Lee."

I've always struggled in math, no matter how hard I study and prepare for tests, I always seem to either fail or barely pass. I've had Mr. Lee for 2 years of math, he seems to have given up on trying to help me. As I exit the classroom, many heads turn my way, the hallways filling with hushed whispers, equivalent to the grass being blown by the wind on a cool starry night. I'm used to this sort of treatment. I'm one of the only dark-skinned people in this school anyway. There were two other black girls, one being mixed with Korean and Indian, while the other one was half Native-American, making me the only pure black girl in school. Suddenly, I feel a wet, sticky liquid land on my face.

" Go back to your country, you don't belong here you wasteful wench." Amara spat.

Amara is one of the only mixed black girls in the school. She wants to fit in with the other kids, so she only identifies with her Korean half. She'll always bully me and my best friend Octavia, the other black/Native-American in school.

" Bitch do you want to fight? I'm sick and tired of your shit!"

"At least I'm not a ugly bitch like you."

"Aight imma fade yo ass you pissin me off."

I lunged at Amara, ripping out small pieces of her hair. I grabbed her by the hair and gave her a clean right hook to the face. Amara overpowered me and smashed my head against the nearby drinking fountain. I felt a strong surge of pain go through my head. I was about to fight back when-

"Amara! Stop this right now! Can't you see she's in pain?"

Wait... someone's helping me stand up against Amara other than Octavia? She wasn't in school today. Who is this person?

Just then, I'm lifted off the ground with a rush of pain waving through my body. I haven't been beaten this bad since that time when I was younger-

"Hey what's your issue with Amara? Why did she attack you like that? What's your name?

Wait no, please stay conscious my name is-"

Just when I was about to get his name, my world faded to darkness.

??? POV

Just then, she fainted in my arms, like a deflated balloon. I rushed her to the nurse, worried she might be in a coma or worse. I ran as fast as my thick legs could run to the school's infirmary, to see Mrs. Choi, typing away at her computer.

"Mrs. Choi, There is an injured girl in my arms. I don't know her name, nor home room, or emergency contact information. Do you think you could help me out here?

"Sure honey, just place her on one of the clean infirmary beds, and I'll be back with ice and a cup of water."

I lay her unconscious body onto the fresh white sheets of the infirmary bed, then look at her lovely face. I start to take in the chocolate beauty she has. I never noticed how melanin can make someone look so heavenly. Her clear, flawless skin, cocoa and strawberry lips. Her beautiful braids, black really is beautiful.

At that moment, Mrs. Choi returned with the ice and water, setting it down gingerly on a nearby table.

"Now that we're done with her.. We can have some alone time, hm?" Mrs. Choi seductively looks at me, trailing her fake nails across my arm.

"For the last time I'm not interested in you! You are too old and are married with five children and a whole husband who works his ass off to support you and your kids. Why are you being so ungrateful to him and trying to come onto me? I want no part in this gross relationship." I sneer, trying to get her to leave me alone. Why can't she take a hint?

"Well, let's say he doesn't satisfy me.....romantically and sexually. I'm pretty sure you're the man that I wanted after all these years. This whole chasing after you is for more than sex anyways. I have felt this way since you transferred here in your second year of highschool. I want to feel things I've never felt before.

I love you Hoseok."