ᴹʸ ˡᵒˢᵗ ˡᵒᵛᵉ*⁀➷수빈 ✔

{7}

A few days have passed by yet no sign of the stalker, I figured I'm either just not noticing him, or he stopped watching me. I jogged down the stairs and saw Hayoon seated on the couch shoving spoonfuls of Cheerios in his mouth, I fixed the wrinkles on my frost white blouse which I matched with light blue jeans paired with white converse. "ah Y/N" Hayoon called with his melodious voice as he set his unfinished bowl on the coffee table and ran to me, "morning." I mumbled and looked away, bags from lack of sleep sat under my eyes. "may I do your hair?" he questioned titling in his head, I memorised the condition of my hair before accepting. I kneeled on the tiles as he started messing with my hair, he stroked my hair with the brush. "done" he cheered and walked away, I checked the mirror in the downstairs bathroom and my hair actually looks decent. I put my earphones in after finding them last night after six months and began making my way to school. The leaves crushing underneath my shoes, making it flat as a pancake, I inhaled the fresh air as I signed and looked at the blue sky. I was enjoying the calm trip to school before someone slapped my arm and chuckled behind me."Hey Y/N" Do-yun whispered gently in my ear, "hi" I pushed him away from me as his tall figure was leaning over me."soooooo how's your school?" he questioned and slid his hands into his jacket pockets swinging himself around, "absolute hell" I shortly replied with a cold stare which pierced his walnut eyes. "Sounds..fun?" he sounded uncertain as he shrugged and stopped his movements, he looked at the olive green trees then to his watch. "I gotta go see you later" he sprinted off like flash to the direction of his school, I continued listening to my music and not really caring if I'm late for school, it's not like I want to be there anyway.

I sat up straight in my first class, directing my full attention to my history teacher. I very much enjoyed history the past intrigued me and had me astonished making me want to learn about it even more. "Alright I'll hand out your history test results" my teacher placed the whiteboard marker on the tan desk, he rummaged through his draws to hopefully find the papers he was desperately trying to find. He pulled out the correct sheets and handed them out, some students groaned and some cheered now it was time for me. I scored 39.5/40. I really thought I wasn't going to do well during this test. "Y/N, I failed" Taehyun whispered and pouted as I took a close look at his sheet, he got 17/40, "that's too bad I got 39.5" I smirked, and he frowned even more which caused me to smirk more. "Enough discussion now class" my teacher spoke up and continued the lesson, students packed their test in their bag, and a small group tossed it away as they didn't care much on their result. I shoved mine in the mess of my bag and continued paying attention to my teacher, writing down notes and giving the teacher all my focus.

After school, I was forced to take Hayoon to the park. I watched him as he ran around and giggled enjoying his time with the other kids. the weather was perfect, the setting sun and the slight breeze fit nicely with the slender warm temperature. I scanned the park hoping to find Soobin as he was returning soon, hopefully. I couldn't find him, I switched my focus on the sound of the birds singing and children giggling. Hayoon ran on the golden and salmon Rubberized asphalt to me, "can I have my juice now?" he asked as tapped his fingers together. I reacted with a nod, and he scrambled onto the wooden bench and took his juice bottle and swung his legs, drinking it happily. I still observed the other children enjoying their time, it made me remember the time when my mom took me to the park as a child. Her pushing me on the swings and it made me feel like I was flying, higher than the clouds, but now she's gone and I'm not a kid anymore I'm turning 18 in 2 weeks. Hayoon set his bottle on the bench before skipping off and retreating to his game, he ran around the playground with other little kids his age, and he was laughing merrily. My mood was truly the opposite, I felt depressed since I am depressed but hungry, but I refused to eat today, I eat rarely eat when I do its not much. I don't like eating, I never really have liked it.

It was late, yet I went out, I sat on the same park bench I sat on a few hours earlier. The breeze picked up, and the leaves began to drag along the footpath. The warm street lights mixed in with the bright moonlight which combined was the only light that lit up the gloomy quiet streets, I sat there in silence with my thoughts. Glancing at the stars which were partly covered by the clouds floating across the night sky I sighed, I enjoyed being alone sometimes to help myself stay calm. The stress of school and the fact I will have to move out of the house in January was causing too much pressure, I needed to regain my thoughts and think things through. I lowered my eyes from the sky to straight at me, I noticed a figure in the playground also. I squinted my eyes before rubbing them, and it was someone there. He had a masculine figure, it could be him.

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I might make 20 parts of this Fanfiction, I'm not exactly sure yet. I'm trying to update quickly, so I don't keep you guys waiting for this Fanfiction if you are enjoying it. if you have any suggestions for future parts, you may comment them. ^-^