On the lawns, some children were playing who waved merrily to me as I walked by. I smiled and waved back. Suddenly I stopped. A toddler at the age of four had accidentally kicked a ball on the road I was walking on, and went without looking to retrieve it. Some distance away I saw a cyclist coming at full speed towards the child.
Without wasting a second, I ran forward and pushed the child aside. The cyclist was about to drive on me, but drove over my foot, so the person tripped off. I ran to see if the person had hurt himself. It was a guy with light brown hair, and he did not look like a good boy, but I just wanted to know if he was feeling well. He looked up at me angry.
"Who do you think You Are????"
He screamed in an annoyed voice. Who does he think he is ???
"A person who saved a child's life! You can't just ride a bike like that! Both could have been hurt!"
He rolled his eyes and stood up.
"And why do you care?"
"That's why I don't want anyone to get hurt." I thought, but showed no emotion.
"Why I do, what's wrong with that ???? You were close to maybe to kill a child ??"
He just made an annoyed grimace and rode the bike.
"Do you know who I am??? I haven't seen you around before?"
I just glared at him.
"And why would I answer you? You were cocky towards me when you don't even know who I am?"
He sighed and reached out.
"Sorry, I'm just slightly annoyed at things, but I don't really mean it."
I just glowed disgusted at his hand. Did he really think I would take his disgusting hand?
"Yes, I notice it ...! Excuse me, do you even know what language is ???"
I said a little spitefully.
"Huh?"
He gave me a questioning look.
"Gotcha"
I said quickly and turned around, walked away. I gave the ball to the poor child and went to the pond. The pond lay still and shiny, only the sun's rays hit the surface, making it sparkle. I went down to the little jetty which was some distance away. It creaked a little as I walked on it, probably old. I squatted and looked down into the mirror-shiny water. My eyes met the mirror image of me, down in the water. I stared into my ice-blue eyes, as if searching for something in them.
After a while, the icy blue eyes suddenly looked dark brown. I looked even deeper into my eyes, and it felt like I just wanted to be drawn to the water. I just wanted to get there, in the water. I wanted to follow the icy blue eyes. But I had to stop myself when I saw someone else's mirror image instead of mine. I screamed and threw myself back, and flew with my back into a pile.
"Auch!"
I got up quickly and backed away from the pond. My eyes were big and I was scared. What happens ????
But then I realized that school is probably starting soon, so I looked at the clock and saw that it was probably time to continue going to school. I immediately turned around and ran a bit, a little further away before I stopped and walked instead. As I walked, I thought about everything that has happened today, what is it about this city? There was never such a thing here in my old hometown of Busan, but here in Daegu is nothing like it used to be.
***
I was standing outside the gates to school 4 minutes later. High school students were everywhere, and some teachers walked across the school yard. I took a deep breath before gently opening the gate, and walked in. Everyone looked at me, made me insecure. I hate when people look at me, especially with a curious look. Some girls giggled in a corner while looking at me. Probably why Korea is not my homeland. I am originally from Sweden, but grew up here in Korea.
A nervous guy looked at me with a smile. I couldn't help but smile back. Eyes were on me all the way to the entrance, made me feel incredibly small. I grabbed the handle and opened the door, but before I could react I was tackled by someone. Why do I fall wherever I go today ??????? With a thump I landed on the butt and my bag flew to hell in a puddle. The whole I was drenched in mud. I looked up to meet the person who caught my eye. When I saw the person's face, I was close to hitting him in the face.
It's him,
Mr. cyclistwhodoesntcanseewherehecycle
my hands were knotted with anger when he just smirked. My uniform was muddy and dirty.
"That's what you get when you're cocky and spiteful towards me!"
I rolled my eyes and stood up, saw that my new white skirt had brown spots everywhere. I swear, he'll damn regret what he did!
"Who is it, Jungkook?"
Another guy shorter than me was standing next to "Jungkook" or what the shit boy was now called. Yes, I'm quite tall.
"An idiot...!"
I looked at him with a death look. The short guy came closer to me, OK,he was not so much shorter.
"How tall are you????"
Asked the shorter guy with a raised eyebrow
"Why would I answer you? Ok, you may not have done anything, so let's go this time, I am 173.5 cm tall."
"Jungkook" Started laughing and attracting a hell of a lot of attention.
"Y-You hahahah, is... . as tall like a ...... .GIRL !!!!!"
He screamed with laughter, pointing to the short guy.
"Shut up!"
Screamed the guy and raised his fist in Jungkook's face. Is this really high school students? They look like 5: year olds.
"Are you 5 years old or ????? You look like 5 year olds that someone has sucked the brain out of. You have no brain cells ...!"
I said, almost every other student in the neighborhood got to giggle.
"You know what? I'm done with you! Let's go, Jimin!"
So the short guy is called Jimin? hmm, interesting! Jungkook turned on the heel and went in certain directions in the opposite direction. Jimin followed with quick steps to catch him.
I laughed a little quietly to myself and shook my head. Then I felt a pat on the shoulder. I turned around and saw the guy who smiled at me earlier.
"H-Hi ..."
He said in a quiet and cautious voice. He had black hair and big glasses on his nose.
"Hello?"
I said with a soft smile and happy eyes.
"A-Are y-you n-new h-here?"
He said as he looked down into the ground.
"Yes it's me. What's your name?"
He blushed but looked up at me with red cheeks.
"T-Taehyung...... Kim T-Taehyung...."
He looked away, made me laugh at his shyness.
"Nice name! My name is Lee Y/n!"
To be continued...................
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