Yoona's POV : 1 week later (after suspension)

"You've changed,"

I roll my eyes continuing to eat my fruit salad. Kai and Vernon watch in silence as So-hye and Min-yo gang up on me. First day back at school and already they are on my case.

"Change how?" I ask not at all interested.

Min-yo sarcastically laughs. I turn to look at her, she brushes her bangs away from her face. So-hye is silent keeping a watchful eye on me. She just shakes her head sighing. "You've become a baddie Kim sister. You've changed in a very bad way,"

I roll my eyes pushing the fruit salad away. "Guys," I turn to them. "I haven't changed at all. You're all just being annoying and assuming that I've changed. I'm still the same Yoona you know,"

"No you're not. You're not yourself" Min-yo says. "You aren't the same weakling who always said please and thank you,"

"Min-yo —"

"No So-hye. Let her speak," I interrupt.

So-hye nods her head and faces Min-yo.

"You are suddenly into makeup and shorter skirts, heck even the way you do your hair," she clinches her jaw. "Not only has your physical appearance changed but also your inner appearance. You are cold and more short tempered. That stunt you pulled on Seolhyun the week before was disgusting. The Yoona I know would never do that,"

I nod my head. "Just say you've never seen this side of me. You don't know me well enough to make assumptions like that,"

"I know that you know that this isn't you. You're—" she clicks her tongue searching for the word. "Different."

"Different, changed, what else do you guys want to use?" I ask leaning my head on my arms.

"Hypocrite," So-hye speaks.

"Liar," Min-yo adds.

I turn to Kai and Vernon. "Do you guys think I've changed?"

Kai nods his head and Vernon smirks.

"Honestly Yoona you've become more hot," Vernon praises. He gets glares from the other three while I thank him.

"I'm serious. You're confidence is very sexy and you're voice has gotten so much better. I feel all woman should be like this,"

"Dude," Kai shakes his head. "Yoona I like you as a friend, I mean I liked you,"

"Liked?" I ask.

He shyly smiles. "I used to think you'd be the light of this school. Your personality was sweet and approachable but now this new behaviour you're portraying is not appealing to me,"

I laugh before addressing him. "Do you think I care if you like me or not?"

"And your attitude stinks," So-hye intrudes. "But it's okay. You don't care what we think."

"This isn't highschool musical were we are all in this together or I have to care what you people think, no that's wrong. I'm living for me and not you,"

Vernon smirks. "Preach sister,"

"Did you just call us 'you people'? So now we aren't your friends anymore but instead random people?" Min-yo asks.

So-hye shakes her head. "It's pointless talking to you," she purses her lips. "There's a lot of weight on the things you say. You don't know how people get affected,"

"So-hye," I utter a tiny laugh. "Now that you bring up weight.. Please gain some weight before speaking to me, Mrs People Think I'm Fat So I gotta be Anorexic. Honestly, how can you talk about weight when you can't even manage or 'handle' your own?"

Her mouth hangs open and Min-yo's eyes enlarge. "Don't you dare bring that up Yoona."

"You told her?" So-hye glares at Min-yo, half broken and embarrassed.

"Not her, I told the other Yoona who wouldn't tell,"

So-hye begins to gather her stuff standing up. I continue eating my salad. "But you know what, not all tall skinny girls are meant to be models or things like that, others just need to play the role of a woman with HIV in our local TV dramas," 

Kai gasps while Vernon bursts into laughter. Min-yo glares at me standing up. "I hope karma bites you in the ass." she shifts her gaze to Vernon. "As for you, time will catch up,"

They both leave the table. Kai stands up later on frowning. "That was too far Yoona," he leaves.

Vernon shrugs his shoulders but jolts up immediately looking nervous and leaving. I scrunch my brow turning around being surprised by Hoseok.

"Oh!" I laugh a bit standing up and hugging him. He pecks my lips sitting down next to me.

"Thought I'd pop by," he says holding my hand. "How's you today?"

I smile laying my head on his shoulder. "I felt really good, until those bugnuts annoyed me,"

He chuckles. "Don't mind them. They're just jealous of you,"

His fingers play with the back of my hair as he turns my head to face him. I bring myself closer to his lips and I ready myself for his taste. The kiss is like fire but warm, I feel my heart rate speed up and my blood boiling around my body.

~Yoona

His voice echo's around my head. I close my eyes laying my head on his chest once we part.

"I love you,"

"I love you too," I say. "Hey Hoseok, do you think I've changed?"

He shakes his head. "No, you haven't changed. You've just become aware of things. You are no longer in the dark or in danger. You are asleep,"

•

"Young Lady," Mr Kwon motions to me. I stand up focusing on him. "Would you kindly show the class an ë note,"

I smirk clearing my throat, beside me Min-yo growls. I can only imagine what she's feeling right now.

"No problem sir," I start with a low e note shifting my vocal cords and range to flow with the note. I begin to go higher altering the ë note, creating a beautiful high note.

Miss Kim claps her hands with a smile. "That was beautiful,"

"Thank you Miss," I carefully sit back down withstanding as the rest of the class applauds.

I won't and can't lie. With the help and teachings of Mr Kwon and of course Hoseok, my voice has gotten extremely magnificent. I mean like it's 100 times better then my original voice.

"Thank you Young Lady, very enticing as usual," he praises. "Class I want you to take that example and put it into your pieces for your next assignment which is the Review,"

The class goes by as normal with little disturbance as everyone is focused. Time to time I spot Min-yo looking over at me, I can tell that her brain is twisting and trying to figure out the 'problem' with me. Hoseok was right, she's very nosy and jealous of me.

I'll carry on working giving her that satisfactory and privilege to watch me. After all my song writing skills have developed, I love how this song is coming together. Which reminds me that I have to practise with Hoseok and the other guy for the Review coming in just two weeks from now.

Mr Kwon slowly walks behind me and from the corner of my eye Min-yo rolls her eyes. I bet she hasn't yet started with her assignment.

"Shall we test it Young Lady?" Mr Kwon asks, I turn to him and he motions with his head to the back of the class to the piano. I nod my head following him.

I stand next to him as he sits on his stool. "Begin and I will follow," he says.

The song is not yet finished but I sing what I can.

"Kill me kill me softly,
kill me kill me softly.
Kill me kill me softly.
Please break me into pieces.
Kill me kill me softly,
kill me kill me softly,
kill me kill me softly.
Please break me into pieces.
You and I, bad try
You and I, and I cry
You know why,
I cry,
you know why"

The piano goes along well with my voice. Mr Kwon smiles respectfully, with warm eyes. "I'll be looking forward to your presentation on the Review,"

"Thank you sir," I smirk.

I go back to my seat as another girl goes to show Mr Kwon her piece. Min-yo speaks lightly without lifting her head.

"Your piece sounds beautiful already but your message is sad." She states. "Who is killing you softly? And why do you cry?"

"It's not like you care," I say. She stops to meet my gaze.

"You've really changed." She shakes her head. "My piece is about memory entitled Memoria,"

I pretend to care by nodding dramatically. "Cool,"

"It's about a girl who lost her memory and can't get it back. You are the girl, you can't get back to your old self. It's over,"

Her words are sugar coated but she doesn't know that. I feel my chest burn and close my eyes feeling pain. My soul mourns.

Am I really deep with Hoseok?

The bell rings a few minutes later and I pack my file away immediately, trying to get away from the pit feeling in my stomach. I stride out the classroom not really rushing to anywhere besides my math class.

"Hey Yoona," I spot a guy next to Vernon. "I love your song and voice,"

I grin thanking him and walk out the class.

"Nice heels," I turn my head to the corner spotting Seolhyun walking next to me as we both head to math.

"What do you want?" I smirk remembering how we fought and I won. "Did you come for round two?"

"Funny," she sarcastically says. "You know what's not funny though.. You,"

I nod my head standing outside the math class waiting for the other people to quickly leave the class. "Good to know."

"I remember when you first came to this school. You were shy and you kinda reminded me of myself when I began here. Very closed off but friendly," she says looking at me.

I don't know why I'm listening to this but I've always wanted to know why she befriended me.

"Of course I was known by the popular kids of my time, they loved me and I was respected. But I wanted more power and authority. So I became This Seolhyun," she points at me. "I didn't want to make a fool of myself so I kept to myself but still was open to helping. Something shifted, I began craving attention and that's what I did. I dated, wore my skirt up, became mean and any chance I got just to be better then the next person I took it."

I stare at her confused. "Why are you telling me this?"

She smiles. "Remember how we first met? You bumped me in the hallway?"

I nod my head and she continues. "I saw myself in you." She smiles for real and looks down folding her arms. "I thought that maybe if I became friends with you, I would regain a part of myself that I had lost."

Lost?

"You know Yoona, you're a good girl and this whole facade suits you well. But take my advice you'll reap what you saw and this whole 'act' will actually become you. No one will know when you are really screaming or faking. No one will know what you feel. Everyone that you think is your friend is actually not. You'll be alone with your act and you won't even like yourself,"

"You're right... I...I won't like myself..." I frown looking back at her displaying a quirky smile. "I'll love myself."

Her smile is wiped off her face replaced by a long face. "Yoona try and understand. Take my warning now,"

"I understand perfectly. You think I'll end up being miserable like you and hating myself. News flash, I am the better version of you. Who needs friends when I have a boyfriend like Hoseok. I know what I'm doing and won't have any regrets. Don't insult me and say I remind you of your pathetic life—"

"Pathetic?!" I sharply turn to a worried Jungkook. "No! No one is pathetic and no one is fighting!" He stands in between us mostly looking at me.

I smirk hooking my arm to his and walking inside the class. "Of course Kookie," I pat his hair. A deep shade of pink sticks out of his cheeks. My mini heels make me almost the same height as he. "Let's go and leave Mrs Regret,"

Jungkook blindly follows tripping a bit.

"So good of you to join us Miss Kim and Mr Jeon," Mr Hyland's lazy voice makes me chuckle.

"I hope you missed me sir..."

Seolhyun enters silently taking her usual seat in front of us.

I'm better and stronger then ever.

•

Only a few minutes till this last period of English is over. I glance at the board quickly finishing my work.

The bell rings and the teacher dismisses us. I walk along side Namjoon as we head out the class. I notice his arm is in a cast.

"Joonie?" I frown stopping him. He laughs a little when he sees where my eyes are looking. "What happened?"

"Karate," he chuckles displaying his dimples. I raise my brow.

"Why would you do karate?" I ask. He laughs softly.

"The way Rachel and Jimin advertised it, it seemed so fun. I signed up but dismally bruised myself. I fought against Jungkook,"

"Ohh," I feel his pain. I help him carry his other bag. "So I'm assuming this Karate was The fundraising project?"

Namjoon nods his head explaining how my attack on Seolhyun led to a bunch of people not feeling safe and wanting self defense lessons.

"Interesting."

We get to the secret parking lot already spotting Hoseok outside his car. He runs to me helping me with the bags. "Oh babe why are you carrying his bags? I am his Butler today,"

"A very bad Butler who's not lookable" Namjoon chuckles. "Yoona on the other hand," he checks me out.

"Look at her again and I'll personally make sure to rip your arm off," venom spits out of Hoseok's tone.

I hold onto Hoseok's shoulders making him turn to me. "Babe," I kiss him. "Focus on me. I'm only yours and I know that now,"

His smile is higher and bigger. "Really?"

I kiss his lips again before following to an awkward Namjoon back to the car. The boot automatically opens and I bring some of Namjoon's things inside.

Hoseok does the same and back hugs me. I smirk facing him bringing him in for another kiss allowing my hands to roam his shoulders. My neck tingles as his soft lips brush on me. Is this what sweet hell feels like? It's magical and sexy.

I bite my lips backing away. "So is practice still on?" I ask. He nods his head.

"Although...  I have to drop Namjoon and Yoongi. I'll drop you at Jimin's place and then I'll be back ayt?" He asks. I nod trying not to frown but he sees right through me and kisses my forehead.

"Don't worry babe,"

He opens for me my door like a gentleman, I laugh getting in.

"Hey Yoona," I jump a little surprised at Yoongi's voice.

"Oh," I chuckle. "Hey Yoongi,"

"Haven't seen you in a while," he says softly with a grin.

I smirk. "Yeah neither have I,"

I see some shuffling from beside Yoongi.

"Jimin don't be rude," Yoongi leans back.

I glance once before rolling my eyes. Another bugnut is here.

"Yoona." He acknowledges my presence without me looking at him.

"Jimin." I respond similar to his monotonous voice.

That was intense. I look out the window seeing Hoseok talking to some guy.

Namjoon clears his throat, "Uh Yoona isn't your driver waiting on you?"

I shrug my shoulders. "Let him wait."

"Baddie ~" Yoongi says leaning back in his seat. I refrain from looking the other way at Jimin.
The driver's door is suddenly open and Hoseok bounces in with a happy sigh.

"Strap your seatbelts," he says. "No one should die before their time,"

Jimin mumbles loud enough. "Ironic,"

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