flipped. | kaiyuna

chapter eight

(yuna's p.o.v.)

'i just wanted to say i'm sorry for your loss.'

he had to say it in the worst time, huh? he had a week to say so and he picks the time where i'm bawling my eyes out over some stupid test.

he's been acting strange lately. usually we make alot of eye contact during classes but now it's like he's not even gonna take a look at me. and after school i catch him in his window, blankly watching the street. sometimes he would notice me and shut close the curtains. what's his problem?

suddenly, ryujin nudges me, snapping me out of my thoughts.

'what-' i whispered, but was cut off by ms. kang clearing her throat.

'yuna, are you paying attention?'

'i didn't sleep well last night. sorry ms. kang.'

'manage your own time, yuna. as i was saying, we have a new transfer student today, please show her around and be on your best behavior. you can come in now, wonyoung.'

i doubt it was the wonyoung in 8th grade. if it was, it's gonna be a hectic semester. she left school in bad terms with me.

whispers spread like a wildfire just with the mention of a new student. we do these programs often, but it's not even the start of the semester.

'jang wonyoung from 8th grade?'

'it's that rich girl from middle school.'

'i think i heard her name from the news yesterday.'

the whispers came to a stop when a girl entered the classroom. she had a nice face accompanied with long dark purple curls. the most noticeable things about her where her legs. they were long, and her body was slender and proportional.

'hueningkai and i are together, and you can't change that.' wonyoung says, gripping my hair.

i kick her off me and struggle to get on my feet.

'i don't care!' i say, as i charge at her once again.

yep, it was her. the girl i had big catfight with in 8th grade. just thinking about the memories, makes me embarrassed. was i that aggressive back then?

she went to the front of the classroom and smiled from ear to ear.

'good morning everyone. my name is jang wonyoung and i transferred from japan. let's all be friends.'

i could feel eyes piercing through my back. i mean, i wouldn't blame them. the whole thing was embarrassing. not to mention, we had the fight in the first place because she was claiming she was kai's girlfriend. i don't have a problem with her anymore, but does she still have a problem with me?

she was scanning everyone else and noticed hueningkai in the first seat. her smile grew bigger. ryujin noticed this and whispered to me.

'what's her problem?'

'it's not a problem. it's just she likes hueningkai back then, or maybe she still does.'

'you came in the perfect day, wonyoung. we're about to rearrange our seats. i'll draw the new seating on the board.' ms. jang says.  [wOW WONYOUNG'S MOM IS HERE]

while drawing the new seating, the boys started to drumroll on their tables with their bare hands, while the girls crossed their fingers. when she was done, all the chatter and drumroll died down.

she stepped aside so we could see. i was.. next to jisung. that was fine. the others groaned and some cheered. ryujin was seated next  to beomgyu. that's too far for us to talk, sadly.

hueningkai raised his hand slowly, almost like he's hesitant to.

'yes?'

'why am in the back, ma'am?'

'i remember you complained that you were cold since you sit right in front of the air conditioner, so i thought you would do well in the back. besides, you're not entirely in the back, so i'm sure you can still see the board.'

'oh..' he responds, but it was like he was talking to no one in particular.

'okay, everyone swap your seats. have a good first day, wonyoung.' ms. kang says before leaving class with her coffee mug.

as soon as she left, everyone started to swap seats.
some talked about choosing their own seats without getting caught. i was pretty lucky to not end up next to someone chatty, or it would distract my studies. ryujin was fine with beomgyu, but it's just that we were way too far to even talk normally to each other. i'll get used to it, i guess.

jisung miraculously was in his original seat. i was replacing hueningkai's seat, and he sat in the back with wonyoung. i looked back at them and see wonyoung starting a conversation with him. i guess he was alarmed to reunite with the girl who likes him.

'why does he look so awkward?' jisung asks. he was also looking back at the couple.

'she likes him back then. i guess he never expected to meet her again.'

'funny. i thought he liked you, actually.' jisung says, looking at me.

'me?'

'why are you suprised? i thought you liked him too.'

'it's..'

hueningkai hasn't been the 1st thing in my mind for some time. i think i was more focused on the store and studies nowadays. but i didn't know how to answer him.

'..complicated.' i finished my sentence.

'i see.' he says.

'what do you mean?'

'you're not blanking out as much as usual. and you're spending more of your time with ryujin and chaeryeong these days.'

'do you.. watch me?'

i shouldn't have said that. this was the first time i talked to him.

'n-no, i just.. noticed you. nothing more than that.' he suddenly starts stuttering. it was kinda amusing to see jisung get flustered. but i felt taken back too. a guy never talked to me like that. let alone someone who barely talks in class.

'sure, sherlock.' i say, smiling to myself. i guess he's not as boring as everyone says.