The People We Are

**Revenge: Phase 1**

** I apologize to everyone for my extended and uninformed break. Initially, I thought I would abandon my account but I can't ever leave a book mid-way. It's murder. Sooooo..... the GIF above is prolly u lovely humans trying to kill me (the superbly flexible cockroach). hehe. And please do give me ideas for this book. Thankies. Hab fun!!!** 

WHAM!

For a second there I thought I would die. In fact, I was convinced that I had died. The stinging sensation on my bum was like I've never felt before. 

"MOM! Why would you do that!?!?!?". I yelled at her, my hands glued to my backside trying to massage the pain away. My eyes were wide open and my heart raced. 

"I'm leaving in 5 minutes. Be ready", she didn't even bother turning around to look at me. She pinned up her hair. Her jacket was on the armchair. She wasn't smiling. something's wrong. 

"Are you ok?" I asked carefully. She looked like she was about to snap at any second. 

"I'm leaving for Peru today. I have a field research programme going on there" She sounded like she was hiding something. I was used to her travelling but never this suddenly.

"Is something wrong?" I asked getting off the bed slowly. We may not get along all the time....well, most of the time.....but we're always there to help each other. Father has never been a part of the picture.  

"I lost my job here. To maintain this house, I need a new job. I'm sorry, I really have no choice but to go. And before you start asking, - no. I could not have left later. The training starts tomorrow. 

" I understand mom. It's ok. I can take care of myself. I was thinking of taking up a part-timer at the local cafe. So it's all good." Deep down inside, I was sad but right now I had to be strong for her. She was a single mom and she had it tough. This wasn't easy for her either but we both knew it had to happen sooner or later. 

"That's my girl. Shit, would you look at the time. Get dressed, we're both late." She sped out of my room and into hers. She still had to pack her basic toiletries. She liked the last-minute rush - I hated it. I liked to plan and then execute things leisurely. I sped to the washroom. 

I didn't even bother to shower or comb my hair. I spent less than thirty seconds brushing. Not sure if it even counts as brushing. I put on a massive hoodie - one reserved especially for times like this, a pair of shorts and my gym shoes. In my defense, they were the closest things I could find. I didn't have time to organize my books so I just took the laptop instead.  

She dropped me off at school. She was right, I was fucking late. Homeroom ends by 8:05. It was 8:25 already. Fuck it. 

"Bye mom." I kissed her cheek. "Be safe"

"Bye kiddo, I love you", she replied. 

"Bye"

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**YOONGI P.O.V**

She's still not here. It's 8:20. Second day of school and she's fucking late. I should just sleep. 

* 7 minutes later *  

I was still sleeping when I heard someone pull the chair beside mine. "Must be Tae..." I fell asleep again. 

*Lost track of time*

I smelled coffee in my dreams. Bitter, black coffee. I liked the smell of coffee. Not long after, I felt something wet my shirt. It was hot. I jumped up. 

"Fuck" I cursed under my breath. It was her. She was asleep on the desk beside me. She must have gotten coffee but forgot about it. It fell and most of it poured on me. There was no one else in class. I must have slept all through the morning. It sounded like break-time. 

"I'll teach you to be careful next time." I picked up the cup of coffee. there was still some hot coffee in it. I walked over to her side of the desk and pulled down her  hoodie. Her hair was a mess. Ugh, disgusting. I emptied the rest of the coffee in her tangled hair.

It took a few seconds for the coffee to reach her scalp, but when it did I was notified by a yelp. She woke up red-eyed, both hands on her head. 

"Fucking asshole, why the fuck did you do that?" She yelled. 

I glared at her. She glared back. The nerves. Fucking bitch. 

I walked out  of the classroom and headed for the washroom. My hoodie was black so the coffee didn't leave a stain. I didn't like her one bit. I will make sure to make her suffer.