"Ahh sh*t!!"

Yuna cursed under her breath, running upstairs. The bell rang and she could hear the noises from the corridor lessen, meaning everyone was going back to their classes. She was late once again.

"MOVE!!"

She yelled, pushing aside everyone who came in her way, not caring if it's a teacher or not. She hurried towards her locker.

"MOVE ASI-"

She tried to stop running when she saw a student on her way and before she could even look at the person, she crashed right onto him, the hard impact making both of them fall backwards. She hissed as she fell right on her butt.

"goddammit-YOU!!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring if anyone is around. Her eyes filled with anger and disgust when she looked at the curly haired boy.

"You-HEY! You quiet boy! Listen here-"

The boy quickly got up and bowed down at a 90° angle to her and picked up his things, running away without looking at her once. Yuna screamed at him, not remembering his name but the boy was already out of her sight.

Confused, she frowned as he disappeared and thought what she could've done to scare him that much. But then she shrugged it off and went back to her work, picking up her accessories.

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"Why are you so late?"

Lia whisper asked as her best friend sat beside her, panting.

"And why were you absent for the last 2 days?"

Yuna stopped her by putting up a hand in front of her face.

"For your first question, I was late because I wanted to. And for your second question, I was absent because I wanted to."

Lia rolled her eyes at her friend's reply but then smirked and scooted closer to her.

"Sis, you missed a lot."

She chuckled slightly.

"I've got some information about that boy."

Yuna cringed. The mention of his name made her angry. Why is he always the topic?

"I have have no interest-"

"NO! It actually explains a lot about his behaviour."

Lia said with a smile, making Yuna roll her eyes, then look at the boy at the corner of the room, eyes showing pure hatred.

"Some rumors have arrived about him. People are saying that he suffers from selective mutism. Also, he doesn't have a mother. He has a father but he doesn't live with him. The reason is not known though.."

The words struck harsh upon her ears. She raised an eyebrow and observed the boy. He seemed very fidgety. He scooted closer to the corner when anyone passed by and kept tapping his foot vigorously on the ground during class.

"That's why sir praised him so much for being able to talk in front of the class. He just wanted to make him realize that their's nothing to be scared of. He's also getting therapy for it."

Lia pouted.

Another question arised, why did she hate him in the first place?

"Yah."

Lia poked the younger's arm, making her snap out of her thoughts. She shrugged and turned to him with a blank face.

"Lol, I kinda feel bad."

Yuna chuckled, shaking her head.

"I crashed onto him earlier and when I looked at him, he looked like he's gonna shit himself."

She laughed harder. Lia chuckled too. The teacher seemed to not show up.

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It was was ten minutes past 2 pm. It was the lunch break. Most of the students were running around the corridor instead of having their tiffin. A few of them were, as expected, Yuna and Lia.

Laughing loudly, they gossiped as they entered the classroom after spending half of the tiffin break doing absolutely nothing.

More students barged in as time passed. The class filled in with screams, some students throwing their bags at each other while some scribbled rubbish on the board.

Out of all, a soft, sweet melody reached the girls' ears.

"Hey Yuna! Someone's singing!"

She whispered to her friend, looking at her with round eyes.

"But who?"

She asked, tiptoeing with a smile to search for the person while the students were running all around. She suddenly widen her eyes, making Yuna look at her in confusion. Lia gasped.

"It's him!!"

Lia shook Yuna vigorously.

"That Jungkook kid!"

She said, pointing at him. As soon as Yuna's eyes got fixed on him, all the noise from the classroom disappeared. The soft melody reached her ears, while the singer had his eyes closed, unaware of his surroundings.

"So, please don't break my heart,
Don't tear me apart,
I know how it starts,
Trust me I've been broken before.

Don't break me again,
I am delicate,
Please don't break my heart,
Trust me I've been broken before."

She was in utter shock. The kid whom she saw as a nerd, who always stayed dead silent, who always kept scribbling on his notebook during class, and completely kept himself hidden from the world, had such a beautiful wonder voice.

Emotions can be heard flowing through his voice. He clearly feels the song. And all of a sudden, it made Yuna regret being aggressive with him.

He's not an attention seeker. He just needs some warmth to open up.

Why does he not use this voice to open up?

Yuna inspected closer. The boy looked pretty innocent. In fact, he looked much younger than herself.

A poke on her hand made her snap out of her imagination again. She rolled her eyes and groaned.

"Can you stop poking me, Lia!"

Lia laughed at her friend's reaction. Yuna rolled her eyes again.

"Anyways, I'm going to him."

Lia stopped laughing and became dead serious. She turned to Yuna with a frown.

"Why?"

"To apologize."

"Apologize for what?"

Yuna clicked her tongue.

"For how we judged him so fast and behaved rudely with him. You should come too."

With that, she started walking towards the boy, without giving her friend a chance to speak.

"YUNA WAIT! DON'T GO TO HIM!!"

"SHUT UP LIA!"

She replied, not looking back. She saw the boy stop singing. She stood in from of his desk with a wide smile on her face.

The boy looked at her. It looked like he had seen a ghost from the look on his face. All the colours from his face had drained out.

"Hi! I'm Shin Yuna!"

She exclaimed cheerfully.

"You probably know me. I came to you to apologize for my rude behavior earlier. I hope you can forgive me."

She extended a hand in front of him for a handshake.

"Nice to meet you!"

She said, but the boy just stared, without uttering a word.

"You don't need to be scared. I won't hurt you."

She said and leaned down in front of him. The boy immediately moved back. But Yuna pretended to not notice.

"I heard you have selective mutism."

She said in a very soft voice. The boy nodded hesitantly. Yuna felt bad. She hated him for absolutely no reason while the poor boy was just trying his best to improve.

"Is it okay if I help you?"

She asked gently, but there came no reply from the boy. She didn't mind it at all. She rolled her eyes playfully.

"You want it or not, I'll help you, Jungkook."

She smiled at him, while he kept staring at the floor, biting his lips anxiously.

"Let's be friends!"

She exclaimed but her smiled dropped at the boy's response.

"Go away."

He whispered, but it didn't sound rude. It rather sounded like he was scared.

Scared of making friends?

"But-"

"Please..."

He pleaded, his voice sounding even more desperate. Yuna thought he felt uncomfortable with being friends with her. Of course, considering how she behaved with him earlier, it's obvious for him to hate her.

She tried to not take his words to heart. She'll apologize someday again, and prove him that she's not a bad person. But for now, Jungkook didn't seem like he'll listen. So she just showed him a soft smile and left.

"Look! He sent you away when you talked nicely with him! That's why I told you not to get involved with him!"

She exclaimed and looked at the boy and huffed angrily. But Yuna shook he head.

"I don't think he's actually like that."

She clicked her tongue.

"Let's just observe him for some more time."

"You mean we'll stalk him?"

Smack!

"Oww! Why?!!"

Lia asked, rubbing her head with a pout and looked at the younger with round eyes.

"Idiot!"

She exclaimed, gritting her teeth and looked at her friend, eyes screaming rage. Lia just laughed, it being a normal thing in their daily life.

"Let's just try to get him to talk with us and-let us first become his friends."

They said and went back to their places while the teacher came in, apologizing shortly for being this late.

And a soft pair of eyes watched them as the teacher went on with the lesson.

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LOL-took me so long to write. My offline school and tuitions started and I get absolutely 0 time to write. 11 hrs of study in one day is no joke when you're accustomed to study from home, taking all the comfort of your bed and pillows-