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I came out of the only class I had by myself, heading straight towards my locker that was quite close by. "You, you fucking bitch!" A high-pitched scream cut through the air, and I had a faint feeling that it was directed towards me. "You ratted us out!" A furious Ji-won stood in front of me, stepping right in front of my locker. I sighed, eying my locker from behind her mess of light brown hair. "I didn't do shit, actually. Now, can you please move aside so I can get to my locker." I stepped forward again, giving her a gentle push to the side.
She fell quite dramatically, rubbing her ankle with pain and eying me with a blaze in her gaze. Drama queen. Rolling my eyes, I opened my locker, placing my books carefully into my locker and placing other textbooks into my backpack since it was the end of the school day. "Donghyuck, she fucking pushed me!" She shrieked, slamming a manicured fist against the locker. I locked my locker quickly, turning around to finally leave the hell that we called 'school'.
"Not so fast sweetheart." A hand pushed me so I was standing in front of Ji-won. "Won't you apologize?" His hand came to rest upon my lower back again, sending a chill up my spine that I didn't particularly like. I moved to the side until his arm fell back to his side. "Sorry." I clenched my jaw, apologizing did no harm, or did it? "For what?" Donghyuck's mocking tone came through as he tilted his head. "For giving you a small push." I hissed, eying the clock on the left side of the hallway.
"Miss Na! Perfect! I need an assistant to help with detention, if you would be so kind-" Mr. Choi laughed heartily, but his eyes held something different; he would not receive no for an answer. "Mr. Choi-" I bowed slightly, clutching my backpack tightly. "I-uh- I've got a test to study for today. Is there no volunteers?" I looked to the two in front of me but then realized that they were the ones in detention.
"No, there isn't. You can study in detention, Hye-jin. C'mon-" Mr. Choi had already started walking to the detention room and I had a feeling that if I didn't follow, I would get detention myself. Sighing, I hesitantly pushed myself forward to follow him into the detention room. Inside the room sat (strangely) quite a few number of students. At least, I spotted Jaemin with his feet propped up on the desk, chatting up a girl who sat beside him.
There was no doubt that half the students here were regulars, always caught up in some sort of trouble. A few girls were throwing paper airplanes at each other, and a couple boys were furiously writing down their homework with fervor. I guessed that it was their first time in detention. Donghyuck and Ji-won fit quite well into the crowd; Donghyuck sitting in the seat right next to Jaemin, and Ji-won right next to him.
Mr. Choi was on the other side of the room, scolding the older girls for flying paper airplanes and then throwing them in the trash can; that caused quite a stir among that side of the room. Detention wasn't something I was extremely used to; I had been here once before and it was for something nonsensical like 'talking too much in class'. Mr. Choi pursed his lips before returning to his place in front of the class.
