Bad Boy's Diary - The New Girl ✔️

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Bad Boy's Diary — The New Girl

. 。･:*:･(✿◕3◕) ❤︎(◕ε◕✿)･:*:･。.

Nayeon

"Are you sure you don't want your friends to fetch you?" My mom asked me for the fifth time.

"No, it's fine," I lied because my mother is still unaware of the issues surrounding my friendships. "Plus I've texted them that I'm discharged from the hospital."

It has been five months since I was involved in an accident. The doctors were amused at the speed of my recovery despite being in a coma for 16 weeks.

I was returning to school today. I guess I could be either portrayed as shameless or brave for going back to school after all that drama. Life had to carry on.

Seoul Soul: Good morning privileged kids! What a lonely day it is today with Ms Liar back in school, looking shameless and refreshed. Mr Heartthrob isn't here with her after being suspended by the school for creating chaos and for leaving the exchange program recklessly. Awaiting for some juicy drama today, have a marvellous day ahead!

"Everything's gonna be fine." I smiled at myself after reading the notification from SS. Yoongi entered the class with Jennie and we made eye contact. I smiled at them subconsciously but they reciprocated with an eye roll.

After all, I guess that's what I deserve.

"Hi," I said to Yoongi after he sat next to me. He did not bother responding to me and I took that as a sign to stop trying too hard. I took out my notebooks and started paying attention to the ongoing class.

This cold treatment continued with Jennie when we sat together. I let out a sigh as I thought how awkward this could get... It was both suffocating and exhausting to act like I was fine.

This routine persisted for the next few weeks while in school. Because I felt so alone in school, I did not want to return home, to experience such loneliness again. My mother was barely at home due to the long hours at work. My grandmother left for America after my grandfather's death, and neither did I have any siblings to talk to. 

My house and room was just a cold and scary place to stay in. Dark thoughts frequent my mind and overwhelm me whenever I am alone in my room. Instead, I chose to spend my hours after classes at malls, loitering around, and my nights drinking at bars and clubs. My hard-partying was always a hot topic on Seoul Soul. 

Seoul Soul: They say you seek for love when you're lonely and that's an accurate quote considering how Wild-Child N is a living example. Ms Liar turned Wild-Child is spotted getting all hot and messy with a group of guys at Club Z. 

It was as if I lost my motivation to live on... I drank my sorrows away, kissed my sadness away, mixed around with various groups of people I do not know. Only by drinking, I would not feel any pain or sadness. Despite all the dangers a single girl could experience while at a club, I was thankful to have met Mingyu. If not for him, I would have woken up next to a stranger every day and left for school in a mess.

I walked into school after alighting from Mingyu's car. He horned his car at me and wind his window down, "I'll pick you up again at 1?"

"Sure," I gave a forced smile.

Seoul Soul: Revenge is best served with jealousy. And when your friends turn their backs on you, Wild-Child N ensures to do better by hanging out with a mysterious guy with looks and builds. Seems like an act of bitter and pathetic revenge to me because Irrelevant J and Mr Bad Boy look unfazed...

And with that fresh notification from SS, I walked down the hallway filled with stares and gossips. 

I was unsure with what was overwhelming me as I could no longer cope with the remarks and attention I was receiving, I walked into the nearest toilet and slammed the door shut. I plopped down onto the floor and cried my heart out. 

All the tears I have been holding back. The sarcastic remarks, cold treatment, mean antics from everyone in the school. No matter how strong one is, it is just a matter of time when that person snaps and breaks down.

I sat on the floor and started to scratch my inner thighs until I felt blood oozing down my leg. Although I may have felt slightly better after that self-harm, I wanted to leave school so badly. I took my phone out and dialled for Mingyu when I received an incoming text from SS.

Seoul Soul: Save your hypocritical tears for something else. Just thought that you might want to read something from the Bad Boy's Diary :")

. 。･:*:･(✿◕3◕) ❤︎(◕ε◕✿)･:*:･。.

Seoul Soul: The Bad Boy has a diary? We all wonder if adjectives suggesting emotions could be found in that secret diary Until then, you know where to find me kiddos, I'm just one click away!

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