Duality | Bang Chan

chapter 4

" okay call me crazy but I have a theory. " I said placing my tray down and gathering everyone up.

" What's up? " Minho asked me with a confused expression.

" I think there is a possibility of Chan being CB97. "

There was a moment of silence.

Followed by a roar of laughter.

Sigh. These people aren't going to get it. Who am I kidding.

" Bro you have been watching way too many English series. " Changbin said in the middle of his laughs.

" How did you even come to that conclusion? The guy doesn't even talk!" Jisung said.

" I mean there is a one percent possibility that could be true. " Rosé said.

" Yes. This is why I love you rosé. " I said hugging my best friend while the others just looked at her with their mouths wide open.

" Hold up I said one percent. And that's because I've seen him explain in Korean and he can be fast. But that doesn't explain his Australian accent." She stated slurping on her smoothie.

" But you don't take any English classes with him. So how would you know?! " I replied and looked at Lee know and everyone else followed suit.

" Why are you guys looking at me like that? "

" Because you are the only one who knows whether he has an accent or not as you take English classes with him. " Jisung explained.

" Wait accents exist in English as well? 
Who knew? "

I smacked my forehead.

" Never mind. I forgot who I was asking. Just forget I said anything. " I mumbled and continued eating.

" Wait really? People have accents in different languages? " Minho asked.

We all just ignored him.

" Am I the only one who didn't know that? " He continued.

" Don't worry Minho, you have jisung for company. The two of you together would make an amazing duet.

For dummies. " I said.

" HEY! "

...

The only class me and Chan shared was math and history. And that was a bad thing.

See there is difference between hating a subject and a subject hating you. I hate science but it seems to love me because I kinda score well in it. I don't mind math but it despises me.

Math has been crossed out on the list.
History is literally my nap time. I don't understand high school, nap time shouldn't be given to kindergarten kids but high school students. I mean what are those kids gonna get tired from? Drawing or like showing off that they know Thier alphabet?

So the only hope I had to interact with Chan is by being the same group as him. Which is very unlikely to happen.

But I believe in a special someone called destiny.

" As usual, I will be separating you in groups of four for your year long activities. And I say this only once so don't make me repeat it. You will not be allowed to change groups. "

We all nodded in anticipation and nervousness as well. These groups had to be well formed or we could say goodbye to our grades for a year. We do activities, presentations and even sometimes if the group is cool I could even end up knowing some more good people in this school which is like finding a gemstone in a garbage can.

" Okay then let me first randomly pick group leaders. "

Oh please don't call my name is what would have been running through the minds of more than half the class population.

After calling out four or five names the last few leaders were left to be called.

" Park jihoon. "

" Kim junkyu "

" Lee Felix "

" Bang Chan "

Everyone immediately looked at him. What? It was a cliche. The toppers always get picked.

" Park Chaeyoung. "

This is when I gasped and Mrs Kim glared at me.

Rosé looked as confused as I did and meekly stood up at the sound of her name.

" Kim soobin. That's it. Please come forward and pick your members leaders. "

The ten leaders stepped forward and stood in front of the class.

The names were picked out and now they were on the last round of names. Now fate wants to mess with me and leave my name to be called last.

Why are you killing me with the anticipation god?

Me and changbin were waiting together and once junkyu finished calling out all his teammates I could feel the blood oozing out.

" Han Yuri. " Lee Felix said

I gasped and made sure that I internally screamed.

But before Mrs Kim could give me a death glare I walked towards my team.

I took a good look at my teammates.

Lee Felix, the exchange student from Australia, Hwang Hyunjin the cultural secretary and Shin Ryujin a girl whose name is the only thing I know.

My thoughts were interrupted by Bang Chan's voice.

" Seo changbin. " Bang Chan called out like that of a action movie.

I gasped again.

I could see changbin's face just be like why me, and my mind being like whether I should change my name into Seo changbin.

" Kim Jennie. " Rosé called out but didn't look that pleased.

Kim Jennie was known to be snooty and stuck up and rosé detested those kind of people.

Sigh this year is definitely going to be a rollercoaster ride.

...

" I still don't get it. Why are you complaining again? You got into a decent group. " Jisung asked me as me, seungmin and him were walking the way home.

" Never mind Jisung just leave her alone today. She might explode. " Seungmin said ruffling my short hair.

I gave him a death glare but he patted my head in response.

" Okay then. Duty calls. Bye guys. " Seungmin said entering the convenience store.

We parted ways and went back home.

I opened the door to find my mom screaming at someone at the phone.

No.

Not today.

Jisung started panting.

I immediately turned around.

" Jisung look at me. Go to your room and count till 100 for ten times. Don't count till 1000 or you'll get tensed. Okay? " I calmly said to him and he nodded on between deep breaths.

I approached my mother taking a few deep breaths myself.

" Mom. Is everything okay? "

" No. Everything is not. You both are useless. Always all over the place. And you can't even buy the right marshmallows. What kind of a daughter are you? What kind of a mother am I? " She said and smashed her phone in the centre table causing the glass to shatter.

Her words stung. It always did. But I reminded myself. She isn't talking, she is just panicking.

I picked up her phone which was a bad move because I ended up slicing my hand.

I took her phone away from there and kept my bloody hand out of her sight because it could trigger her.

" Hey mom, it's okay. It's okay. " I said rubbing her back to calm her down.

It's never going to be okay but I have to act as if it's that way.