Goosebumps appeared on my skin and that familiar feeling of being cold spread across my body. I looked in the mirror, and by seeing myself in that familiar uniform I couldn't help but feel cold. The iron-clad uniform was somehow ice cold on my skin- make me wanna strip it right now.

I couldn't help but free anxious about the thought of going back to school. I sighed and stared at my reflection. It has been a week since I and Jimin 'officially' broke up. Did it affect me? No, maybe I cried for a couple of hours but then it didn't feel anything. Maybe I'm too numb to feel anything, I finally achieved that state where tears no longer come out of my eyes no matter how much I want to cry and let them out.

I sighed and took my bag from the floor and exit my room. I saw dad who was preparing breakfast. He looked at me as soon as he felt my presence.

"Here, have your breakfast-"

"I'm not hungry dad." I declined. His eyes saddened, nevertheless he nodded.

"Sure, I'll drop you off at school."

"No need, thank you, dad." I walked out and waited for the lift. I looked up from my feet when I heard familiar voices, coming from the flat in front of you. The door opened, my eyes fell on Sungo who walked out. He was walking toward the stage elevator but stopped when his eyes fell on me. He tore his gaze away and took the stairs instead.

"Sungo," I called him out, my voice quivered. Seeing my best friend after a long time made me overwhelmed, but seeing him ignore me as if I was invisible did harm to my heart. "Am I that despicable that you're ignoring me like I'm invisible?" He stopped and looked at me.

"Yes, yes you're." He was right, but then again his words felt like someone stabbed me right in my heart.

"Why? Just because Yo-"

"Just because?" His eyes widened and he continue. "It's not 'just' because you cheated on Jimin. It's because you cheated on Jimin."

"But-"

"Don't you dare you to say it." He stopped me before I could speak. "I'm sorry Yejin, but I can't support you or be with you 'just' because you're my best friend, I can't be with you because I've morals, unlike you. Because of you and your revenge, someone tried to commit suicide. Don't you feel shame in yourself?"

I didn't speak, instead, I just looked at him. No doubt, he was being right. I made a mess, a huge mess. Things would have been right if I was just selfish- but I couldn't and that was my problem. I closed my eyes and memories once again played in front of my eyes, and my heart once again pained when I recalled those incidents.

"I don't know your and Jimin's past, nor do I want to. The only thing we know is that Jimin is bad, but you are the worst." He spoke one last time and left, leaving me all alone at the staircase. My knees wobbled as I climbed down. The faint ache in my heart constantly reminded me of my deeds, my dumb deeds.

The walk to the school was just filled with desolation. The earth smelled like petrichor which helped to calm me down a bit and divert my mind from all sorrow- but that didn't last. As closer I came to the school, my anxiety rose. I saw someone students staring at me, some whispers reached to my eyes making me gulp harshly due to nervousness. I stood in front of the gate, debating whether I should enter inside or just chicken out and go back home or somewhere else but school.

Sooner or later I'm bound to go to school.

I sighed and shook my head, hoping all negative emotions to go away. With this I finally entered the school, ignoring all the stares and whispers. It was nothing new to me, I've been dealing with this shit since the beginning. At this point, nothing should affect me, these girls who are staring me up and down, or their pretty little gossip, or these boys who are prolly talking about how cheap I'm or how they should try their luck on me.

I stopped in front of my locker, I was expecting it to be vandalized but gladly it wasn't. Once I was done putting my stuff inside my locker, I closed it walked to my class. As soon as I entered the class my eyes fell on the group of my friends, should I consider them as friends anymore? As expected the usual cheerfulness and spark were gone, sure the class was loud, talking and doing other stuff before the teacher come, but they were quiet.

Jungkook and Yoora weren't bickering with each other, Sungo didn't have his signature smile on his face, the twins were talking loudly like they used. They were on their phone as if the others weren't there at all. My heart ached, I was the reason for all this. Slowly I entered the class, I did draw some attention, but it didn't matter. Yoora's head raised from her phone, maybe she thought it was the teacher because of the sudden silence.

My heart picked up its pace when our eyes met. Her eyes filled with hint of emotions, so many emotions I couldn't decipher but she soon recovered and gave her attention to her phone. I parted my gaze from her and went past her; all through the last bench. My eyes saw a familiar face looking into her phone.

"Is this seat taken?" I asked her, voice filled with all fake confidence. I figured it out, that at this point the only thing which will help me is nu fake confidence. No matter how broken, shattered, sad I'm— all I had to do was to pretend that it didn't affect me, just fake it and make it.

Don't show them that you're the victim too.

She looked up in annoyance but it was soon replaced with a smile when she saw my face.

"Ah Yejin, welcome back bestie." She cooed sarcastically and made space for me. "How come you suddenly missed me?" She asked but I didn't reply to her, knowing well what was coming. "Ah, our sweet Yejin is finally a bitch, you finally came in my category. A cheater."

I closed my eyes upon hearing her words. Every time I heard this word, labeling me, I find myself on the verge of crying. But no matter how much this hurt, I can't cry anymore, right? All I have done till now was be pathetic and cry.

"Reminds me of the time when I was labeled as a cheater, feel it was yesterday when you left me for Yoora and Sungo because our Yoora doesn't like cheaters. I can't believe she is still butt hurt because her boyfriend cheated on her—"

"Shut up Daeun. Don't forget that you were the one who whore around with my cousin. Stop being a bitch." She shrugged her shoulder shamelessly.

"Can't help, it wasn't my mistake that Heeyun preferred my company over her." Every word of her made me angry, no matter Yoora was my friend and I can't hear things like this for her.

"One more word and I will leave from here." I harshly spoke. She looked at me and motioned her fingers on her lips showing that her lips are zipped. I sighed and opened my book, waiting for the teacher to come. My eyes bored at Yoora, who was talking with Sungo. I examined every moment of her, from her fingers playing with her hair to her writing notes in her book.

Oh, how I wanna sit beside her, laugh with her and hug her. Oh, how I wanna bully Sungo with her, go out with her shopping, movies, and eat-outs. I missed how we used to be and now look at us.

So close yet so far.

"You miss her, don't you?" Daeun whispered making my eyes close in frustration.

"Yeah, something you won't understand." I replied making her chuckle.

"Three years and still that little savage Yejin."

"Only when I want to."

"But you did change a little." She said while opening her book as the teacher entered the class. "Not only you became dumb, but you became selfish too."

My eyebrow creased when I heard those words from her mouth.

"Me? And selfish?" I asked her in astonishment.

"Yeah, like three years you didn't even try to contact me. When I enrolled in this school you told me not to talk to you or Yoora or Sungo. Didn't even glance at me once. First I thought it was the popularity which changed you, a popular boyfriend and popular friend group but I was wrong." She spoke nonchalantly.

"Your point?" I gritted my teeth.

"Look at you, talking with me because you have no one to talk to, sitting beside me because you have no friends. Finding me when you became a pretty little cheater like me. Aren't you selfish?" She asked me, making me speechless.

"Shut up." I spat and gulped harshly. She was so right, at the same time she was so wrong. I did abandon her, but then again she was the one who broke our friendship. All I did was to protect Yoora, she was already disturbed by seeing Heeyun again, and out of nowhere, Daeun came.

I did what a best friend was supposed to do.

'Then why are you here, sitting beside her?'

'Is Yoora a good friend?'

'Does Yoora deserve you?'

So many questions started to ring inside my head, starting to give me a headache. The book in front of me became a blur because of tears and the teacher's voice was nothing but background.

No no no, you can't cry. Not at least in school.

"Oh Yejin," she uttered once again and passed me her handkerchief. "It's okay, you can be with me, I'm happy to have my friend back, even if it is for short period. Don't cry, I'm sorry I said the truth."

"I always hated your tendency to speak straightforwardly." I emotionlessly said while wiping the corner of my eyes.

"Of course, that's why I'm alone right now."

***

"You're coming to the cafeteria?" Daeun asked me while picking up her books.

"No, I'll lunch somewhere alone." I replied. I was sure if I will go to the cafeteria, first; there is a high chance I will face Jimin which I don't wanna. Hell! I don't wanna face any one of my ex-friends. Second, if there would be anything worst than shit— it would be humans; specifically students of Utopia high school. Some of the girls will bully me, or at least the people there will give me stares and whispers.

"Don't be a coward bitch." Daeun rolled her eyes. "What the fuck are you scared of?" She asked making me look at her. "That's right, you're Bae fucking Yejin. Don't mess with her, she'll mess with you." She enthusiastically said when I didn't reply to her.

"Let's go."

We walked toward the cafeteria after putting books in our locker. I wasn't showing it on my face, but inside my heart was beating fast and my palms were sweating.

"You're going to sit with me right?" She asked.

"Y-Yeah, of course. Do I have any other place to sit?" I replied meekly.

"I know, just confirming. Even if you wanted to, you're not welcome there. First, you're a traitor. Second, somebody already took your spot." She chuckled.

"W-what?"

"See for yourself." She said and open the door, my eyes fall on where I once used to sit, eat and laugh with my boyfriend and friends. Once again, no one was laughing there, they all were busy with their mobile devices, barely eating the food. I did see some new faces on the tables, but some faces were missing too. Some girl was sitting with Namjoon, talking about something I couldn't hear; the same goes with Jungkook. My heart calmed a bit when I noticed him who was busy sipping his coffee and reading a book and was surrounded by his hyungs.

But then again, he did find someone.

"Oh, I meant Namjoon. I heard a girl fucked that boy pretty bad." Daeun said making me look at her in annoyance. "What? You thought I was talking about your ex?" She asked, knowing what she meant.

"Fuck off." I pushed her ahead, making her walk. I rolled my eyes, and unknowingly my eyes went in his direction. My heart once again ran wild when our eyes lock. Goosebumps spread across my body when I stared into his emotionless eyes. For a second I thought all meaningless people vanished and it was just me and him.

For a second I thought I was falling in love.

Out of topic but still.

I tore away my gaze when I realized what I was thinking. Hurriedly I walked to where Daeun was sitting and sat in front of us. From where I was sitting, I could see him, should have seat somewhere else.

"I'll bring food for you." She announced and left. My eyes searched, finding some people staring at me, and my eyes did see and my ears did hear what they were talking about. At least it was less mean than what they used to message. My poor phone, I'm with it I lost all my memories. Pictures of me and Jimin, just pictures of Jimin.

My train of thoughts halted when I saw Yoora, sitting at the end of the cafeteria along with Sungo. I thought she would still be friends with Jimin, but she proved me wrong. Not only did it affect me, but it also affected Yoora and Sungo too. Why did I forget, as much as they were my friends; they were their friends too.

Who would like to associate with a friend of someone who cheated on their friend?

"Here!" Daeun chirped, bringing me back to earth. "Eat up." She smiled and began to eat her portion. I picked up the chopsticks and began to eat mine.

"Wah, the food was so good. Better than what I eat at home." She said once she was finished eating.

"Good? The only compliment I can give is it is edible and doesn't cause diarrhea."

"Yejin, we are still at the table. And respect food, some people don't even get this." She said and stood up. "Anyways, I'm going to buy banana milk, my day is incomplete with it. Want one?"

"Can you buy apple juice for me?" I asked.

"Sure." As soon as Daeun completed her sentence I gasped when suddenly cold liquid dripped from my head and trickled down my face and back.

"Bitch want apple juice? Will this do?" The girl, who I don't even know laughed. The cafeteria which once became quiet now laughed along with her.

"Whore." She called out and walked back. Suddenly she threw the empty bottle at my head with such force it hurt pretty bad.

"Yah," Daeun called her out, making her turn back and look at her. "Who the fuck do you think you're fucking with?" That cheerfulness she once had was now totally gone, replaced with anger.

"D-Daeun, let's go," I called her out, it was already embarrassing. I didn't care about people seeing this, what affected me was Jimin, he was watching this and this thought was making me wanna vanish.

"Of course, a cheater." The girl laughed as if she cracked some joke— but her laughter died when somebody hit her head with an empty coffee bottle just like she did to me.

"What—"

"You cunt." Hana stood up from her seat and walked toward the girl, making her walk back. "Are hoobaes suppose to do this to their sunbaes?" My eyes widen, she was the last person I was expecting to stand up for me, moreover why she was standing up for me?

"Hana I—" Again, before she could speak someone pulled her hair from behind and smashed her head against the table making everyone gasp. The girl immediately fell to the floor unconscious. My eyes fell on Yoora who looked at the girl.

"Bitch." She kicked her unconscious body and walked past her, like some sort of queen. "Hurry up, I need to leave before her plastic friends complain about me." She told to Sungo, who hurriedly walked out of the cafeteria.

"Let's go," Daeun said. "You need to change clothes." She whispered the last part. I nodded and walked outside, my eyes were glued to my feet. I was too embarrassed to meet eyes with anyone, although I wanted to look at Jimin; I couldn't.

A part of me was hoping he would save me like Prince Charming.

But I forgot I wasn't his Cinderella anymore.

It would be good for me to get used to it, the sooner the better. It wasn't the only thing that was in my mind. Yoora, she is or was my best friend, her standing for me is expectable but Hana, it was something I could dream of. It was running in my head.

Why did Hana come to save me?

***

A/N

Please don't kill me— I know this is super late but my life outside Wattpad is packed :')

I barely get time :')

And on top of this chapter is shit.

But believe me, I've things planned. Like Yejin's final character development which you all wanted to see since the beginning. The truth, which will reveal soon, one angst chapter.

Please bear with me.

Another character, my book, my main characters! 

Remember, these all are important. Since Rejection is 1st book of 7 books, I've added many things in this book as well as characters.

- I hope you people are getting it since it's not the entire story I'm letting you people know but only snippets.

If anyone didn't get from Daeun and Yejin's convo, please let me know. I'll explain you personally.-

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