I hate life.

I really do.

I feel as my tears burst from my eyes yet again, soaking up the mattress underneath me and making my head pound louder. My tears combine with my mucus and the sticky substance on my face making it harder to even sniff. The tears won't stop flowing because of the thoughts that are in my mind and the event that had just happened. I hate the people in my life- no. If I have to be more specific then I hate mean girls.

I feel so embarrassed, flabbergasted, pugnacious, discombobulated and so stupid! I should've never trusted her. She's so mean and evil. I thought she was my friend but yet she... actually I'm bedazzled and disappointed by all this. One minute everything works in your good and than bam.

Baby... Yoona are you okay? Please talk to me... Please... I'm here for you... I've always been here for you no matter what. Please just talk to me and stop avoiding me..

Hoseok speaks softly. He's been trying to get to me for the longest time but I didn't want to speak. What happened was so embarassing..

Yoona? Baby please

With all my strength I push the pillow to my heart and start crying again. New fresh hot tears pour out from my eyes. The milk and powder are rough on my skin but moist down my cheek when they come in contact with my tears.

Baby please don't cry..

His voice sounds so frail and gusted. He has been trying to speak to me, but he doesn't even know what I'm going through.

Yes I do Yoona. Remember? I feel everything you feel and right now I'm feeling ten times your emotions..

My breathing becomes normal again. I come in the blanket removing my school shoes. Even though my school uniform is drenched, ruined, smelly and my skin feels sticky and probably cracky I still lay on the bed, the school's sick bed. My head peaks out from the blanket only my eyes avail. I can feel the frown still on my lips.

Ho-Hoseok..

Yes baby girl. I'm here. I'm right here. I'll do anything for you

Can you.. Can you keep me company?

The words linger in the silent air. For the longest moment I'm left feeling alone again. I nuzzle my body in the blanket softly crying. Today was absolutely the worst day of my entire year. I don't know what's to come next but I know that I will always remember this day.

"What the.."

A familiar touch rushes up my spin.. Hoseok
My body feels warmer. The tingles slowly start developing a form of touch, fingers running through my hair, a warm breeze on my face, my body being embraced. Hoseok for sure.

Can you feel me?

Thank you

It's all I say and it's from the whole of my heart. His comfort makes me bubble up again in silent cries.
I feel ...Shoulders. My head nuzzles on the form of wind that make shoulders - Hoseok's shoulders.

Even though its gotten warmer it doesn't mean the day got better. Today or rather this morning is still the worst. My whole day is ruined. I close my eyes and the flashback comes back in my mind.

Flashback

"Hey guys," I greet the girls after entering the class and taking my seat next to Seolhyun during register period. The three of them; Choa, Sowon and Seolhyun make eye contact before Choa smirks. A little chuckle escapes her lips.

"Morning Yoona," she's the first to say. I look over to Seolhyun, her face immediately changes to an exaggerated smile..fake and forced. I wonder why.

"Hi Yoona," She greets back and the first word that catches my ears is 'hi'. I thought that we are friends. "Wow today your skin looks so smooth," her finger slides down my face smoothly coming back up. "What do you use?" She cheerfully asks.

This seems so unnatural of her and weird but anyway, I should tell her the secrets of my pure skin.

"I use coconut and milk cream, from Cléré," I say proudly.

"Milk?" Choa asks with a big smile. I nod my head, still feeling a bit skeptical. Choa leans closer to my seat feeling my face as well. I swot her hand away from my face looking at her and Seolhyun confused. They're touching me too much and its making me uncomfortable. Since when did Choa become friendly with me? "I've never actually noticed how smooth your skin is. Or..." She pauses and touches my hair that's in a ponytail. "How soft your hair is or..." She breathes out looking satisfied. She chuckles and so does Seolhyun. They look at each other yet again. Choa leans closer to me caressing my face with her palm and looks me deep in my eyes. "Or how incredibly foolish you are,"

"You said your cream was made with milk right? Sowon asks.

"What?" I ask confused. I look to Seolhyun and she moves her desk away along with her chair. What is - !

"Yoona! Watch out!"

Too late. The warning came to late and I realised that even if it came early, I wouldn't be prepared and I wouldn't know what to do.

I quickly stood up. Watching as the white beige chunky milk poured down on me. My hair was wet, my clothes were soaked. A bucket of chunky milk was spiked down on me.

"Oh how rude of me," I mortifyingly look to my side hearing Sowon's voice. "I never said hey did I?" She laughs and the girls around her laughed opening another bottle of milk and pouring it on me. This time it's fresh. I look down and hold in my tears. Waiting for it to be over.

"Well you did say you used milk and coconut cream," Seolhyun starts walking towards me with her pity eyes. "And well to me," she looks me up and down. "It doesn't look like milk compliments your skin. Choa do you think something's missing?" She asks. I glare at Choa but it's hard to see her with my eyes coated in tears.

"Uhmm. Coconut!"

"Oh yes, coconut," Seolhyun says sighing. "But we don't have coconut hmmm,"

"Don't worry Seol," Sowon says joining with the others. "We have something better," she squeals.

"What?" Seolhyun asks gleefully. My attention snaps to Choa when her hand swings back and throws something with rapid speed towards me. I reflex and cover my face but its no use as some powdered dust hits me.

"Powder milk!" Sowon and Choa both chant. The other girls (which I know are Sowon's group) join in on throwing the powdered milk. I cover my face trying to shield from all the dusted powder.

"Oops! Watch your step!" I hear Choa sing in a fake voice. Focusing too much on her tameness I forget her warning and slip on the milk on the floor falling flat on my bum.

It seems as if my ears where numb and had gone deaf, because once I had hit that floor with great force a harsh and reality smacking sound washed over my ears. Girls where screaming, boys were laughing, shouting, chants and there was so much

Noise, noise, noise!

Left and right people pointing and laughing. My vision blurred with tears as I looked up to Seolhyun.

She came closer and crouched to my height. "Don't cry Yoona~ You're skin looks bad but," her fingers run along the mixture of powder and milk on the floor. She lightly hits my face with the mixture. "But it's still soft," she laughs. "Let's see how long it takes for you to crack," with that being said, I burst out the room ignoring everyone who watched me with there camera phones out. I rushed to the sick room, seeing that it was the only room without students lurking around.

I slid down the door and begin to cry for my life clutching onto my chest. My voice sounding dead and gusted. I get on the bed shaking and crying.

End of flashback

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There's a knock on the door jolting me out of my sleep. I open my eyes, feeling the slight sting around the corners. I rub with my messy hands and watch as crumbles of dried up milk fall on the bed.

"Yoona," I don't answer and hide myself deeper in the blanket. "It's just me," the door opens ever so slowly. A head peaks and my eyes begin to water and so do hers. "Oh Yoona," she drops her bag and rushes to my side. "Poor Kim Sister,"

I sniff and hug her back, "So-hye how did you know that I was here?"

"Honestly... I followed the trail of milk. Look at you!" She gestures to my uniform. I hold in my tears and look away. "Your eyes are red, your face is swollen it looks like it might crack and all this," she grims. "Mess,"

"It's so disgusting," we both look up to the door. Min- Yo.

"Look at her!" So-hye repeats to Min-Yo. I forgot they were friends. Min-Yo looks at me with a sad smile. "I guess now you'll be a famous Kim,"

"I told you not to hang with that witch," Min-Yo says.

"You mean bitch," So-hye corrects.

"What are you guys doing here?" My voice coming out very sore.

"The leaders first official meeting is today after school and right now its break,"

Oh yeah. I forgot that's today. I sigh and hide my face.

"Everyone is at the cafeteria right now, everyone but you. So I came to look for you and Ms. Sinsay said you were in the sick room," Min-Yo says.

I sniff again. Does this mean I have to follow through out the day... looking like this?

"You should see the bullshit that's going around," Min-Yo says with anger.

"What is it?" I ask weakly, shrugging my shoulders. "Its not like I care," I sigh and close my eyes.

"Let me try and clean up then we can go to the cafeteria-"

"You're still going?" Min-Yo asks. I stand up putting my crusty shoes on.

"Yeah, I will not let this bring me down." Even though it has and it's clearly written on my face that I've been brought down.

"Yoona you don't have to go. We can just call your parents and-" I stop So-hye with a small smile.

"My dad has an important meeting today and I don't want to jeopardize that with my careless foolish drama," I sigh. "Let's just go,"

"Wait!" Min-Yo yells and stands from the bed. She starts removing her blazer, jersey and tie. Her fingers move towards the button of her shirt and she pops it open. What is she doing?

"What are you doing Min-Yo?" So-hye takes the words right out off my mouth.

"Yeah what are you doing?"

She gives us a confused look, "Isn't it obvious? I'm removing my clothes."

"We see that," So-hye looks at me. "But why?"

She removes her shirt leaving a white vest. She unhooks the belt from her skirt pulling it down. I look away feeling embarrassed. "Oh please Yoona you have what I have stop acting," they laugh. I turn back around with a pink face. "Here," she hands me her uniform. I look at her and she's left barefooted with her bum short and white vest top.

"What about you?" I ask bewildered.

She puts her bag down removing school pants for winter and a jacket. "I'll wear this while you wear that. It was cold this morning and I knew for sure I wouldn't go around all day with that skirt on," she says and puts on the jacket.

I smile trying to hold in my tears, "Thank you,"

"Ohhh noo don't you dare do that face,"

"What face? I'm not doing any face. This is my real face," I crunch my face and cry. I'm pulled into hugs and cry for a bit.

So-hye pulls away, "Not to be rude, but the milk is awful and it stinks.." Min-Yo hits her. "It's true. Go change quick so no more teachers will get on to us."

"Okay,"

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