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Chapter 26.

I sit on my chair finalizing my report case for business. I've been working on this project since I came home and right now it's late and I'm thinking about all the other homeworks I have left.

This is rough! When I was home schooled, things like this never happened. I would study from 12:00 until 18:00 and then I'd have enough rest of 8hrs. I was able to complete all my assignments within a week and then submit the following week, unlike normal school where they give you a date to submit and refuse when you bring it earlier then other students. This has made me seriously so lazy.

Then the teachers have the nerve to tell us that: 'shit is real' Mr Hylands words exactly. When in fact shit isn't real and school is shit. But at least compared to home school, I have friends.

I quickly take a short break and fetch myself some fruits from the kitchen fridge. Surprisingly my dad is in the kitchen with non other than Sunmi. They've been together and try to hide it from me, which is more irritating then to see them together.

"Hi," I say breaking their 'lovey dovey' moment.

"Oh-" Sunmi quickly gets off my dads lap and stands by his side with her head down. I roll my eyes washing my apple and banana.

"Yoona-"

"Bye," I say quickly leaving the kitchen and heading straight to my room sitting grimly on my bed. I ruffle my hair before putting it in weak ponytail. 

I hate how they are always together. How stereotypical that she's a maid and my dad is a businessman and they have an affair. Oh totally not expected. I know there are times when I see her as a (potential) mother but that time isn't today. Its so annoyingly annoying!

Calm down baby calm down

Hoseok you don't get it.

I could feel your heart vibrating from a distant, what's wrong?

Ha, like you don't know? This woman is handling my dad behind my back. She thinks she can so easily win my dads heart with her slim body and short uniform! If I'm being correct all this has been happening ever since I started going to school. Because when I was here at home they hardly even spoke.

Baby-

*ping ping*

I roll my eyes puffing out. "It's not my business to handle. I'll just let it be."

Good girl my love

Anyway it's his life..he can do what he wants, even if it means being happy with the maid. I pick up my phone from the stand seeing I have a new text message. I open up and my heart flutters, Jimin. I hesitantly open the message.

Jimin:
Hey

What does he want? I ignore Hoseok's voice and type out a replay.

Yoona
Hey you :)

Smiley face? That's what you're doing now?

Hoseok. I'm your girlfriend there's no need to be worried. It's silent for a while and I feel disconnected.

I know. He's just worried about me.

Jimin:
Did you enjoy my dancing today?


Memories of today during break with Mr Kwon was quite cool. Mrs Noyo put me as an opening act with Jimin and Hoseok. I don't know if Hoseok had anything to do with it but it was weird hearing I'm dancing with them and singing on my own.

I know for sure Seolhyun will have a special attack for me, well that's if I was dancing with Jimin but I'm not. They are opposite each other with me in the middle. Not today Seol-satan!

Yoona
I did. I was there when you and Hoseok nearly had a fight😂 which was intense

Jimin: 
Kkkk
It wasn't a fight just a little argument on who had to stand on which side

Yoona:
Why didn't you want to stand on the left side?

Jimin:
Because I wanted to stand on the right

Yoona
You're not giving me a valid reason for standing on the right. J-hope also wanted to stand on the right


It's true that both of them were fighting to stand on my right. As if there is something special on my right.

I know I shouldn't be too concerned about it, but the fact that Mr Kwon allowed them to have that squabble is weird. He could've just told them to separate and he would put them in their own positions, but no, all he did was watch..watching quite closely.

Jimin:
I always stand on the right. I have no idea why he wanted to stand there

Yoona:
Anyway I did enjoy your dancing

Jimin:
I enjoyed your singing

Yoona:
Don't do this to me Jimin

Jimin:
I'm not playing any games. I've nva heard your voice before so hearing it today was electrifying and soothing

Yoona:
Thank you..
That is actually really touching


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The next morning, I arrive early at school as usual and head to the music room. I spot Jimin leaving the music class with his bag, looking down.

"Hey Jimin!" I call out to him walking towards him. He turns around and I can see the glassy look in his eyes. He sniffs and tries to smile which ends up being short. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.

He shakes his head and looks away to the side. "Nothing." he whispers.

"Where were you going?"

"Field." He answers short again.

"Oh," I guess he doesn't want to talk, I'll just leave him alone. "Okay, um, I'll be in here-"

"Can you..." he sighs lifting up his head up, I'm a bit worried when I see his eyes looking glossy. Was he crying? "Can you keep me company at the field?"

"Are you sure? Won't I be bothering you? I mean, I can give you your space if you want to be alone-"

He shakes his head. "I'm tired of being alone," He looks up again. "Please," he begs.

I nod my head and walk by his side. He is very quiet when we get to the field, we enter into his secret place by the bushes. He puts his bag down by the bench and rests his head on his hands as he sits down on the bench. He sits right in the middle so if I sit next to him it'll be awkward because I'll fall off.

I put my bag lightly down and sit criss crossed on the ground floor. I look at him while I drag myself to him, now sitting right in front of him. My hand lightly touches his knee.

He puts his hand on top of mine shaking it. He  pushes himself down on the floor in front to me still holding my hand.

I wonder what happened to him, at night while we were texting he was happy but now it's like all the happiness drained from his body.

His hair is blocking his eyes yet I can see that he's hurting. Instead of saying anything 'cause I know I'll kill the moment. I shift my body so that I'm sitting next to him, bringing him closer for a tight hug.

I'm surprised a little when his arms wrap around me and be buries his head on my neck.

The tears stain my neck and he silently cries.

Why is he crying?

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My note:
Editing is so much work. There's always an error I overlook. For instance, I can write the word "fall" and believe that I've done everything write and minutes later after I publish I come back and the word has suddenly changed to "call" then I have to re-edit which by the way is way more draining. So if you happen to read and come across an error like that, then you just have to understand that I am a tired lump of dough ready to be baked- that just means I'm lazy to re-read.

-lady a

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