Eunchae
Noticing the animal print guy, whose name was Thyme as the others told me, I widened my eyes and started fiddling with the packet drink in my hand. The others exclaimed that he could be a little difficult sometimes and that he wasn’t very happy with me being in their chilling area yesterday, which was very well visible.
“That’s my drink!”, Thyme scoffed, seing the peach packet drink still in my hands.
Not knowing what to say, as I never had to deal with such a situation or attitude, I just kept silent, looking at my favorite drink.
The others, too shocked to speak, did the same thing as me. Quickly scooting closer to MJ as Thyme slowly approached me with a deadly glare, Kavin stood up trying to calm his friend down and talking him into not doing something stupid.
“I told you to not bring an outsider here again”, he glared at his friends, who all didn’t seem very happy with his attitude either.
“Come on Thyme. Don’t be so difficult right now! You know what your mother told us and I don’t think you wanna face the consequences”, MJ calmly said and stood up too while I just looked back and forth between all of them.
Thyme sighed before sitting down on one of the couches and continuing to glare at me, making me more uncomfortable than I already was. Not knowing how to deal with his continuous stare as no one had ever disliked me, I decided to leave for a while.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick”, I smiled, picking up my Lady Dior from the couch and heading towards the stairs.
People staring at me as I walked down the stairs, I clutched my bag tighter, feeling my heartbeat fasten. I wasn’t used to this much attention as no one really knew who I was. Maybe going to a public school wasn’t the best decision. After all, my family told me to better stay at home, probably knowing how difficult it would be for me. But being the person I was, I only put on a small smile when I locked eye contact with people and continued my way towards the bathroom. I just needed to endure that until Chaewon came back.
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“Eunchae! Where were you?”, Kavin approached me, my attempt of escaping from the four of them after classes ended failing miserably. Deciding whether I should lie or tell the truth, I fiddled with my hands. About to speak, I felt an arm being put around my shoulder and quickly looked up, being greeted with a smiling MJ.
“I didn’t wanna hang out with Thyme. He’s so mean to me”, I pouted, telling the truth.
A scoff could be heard behind us, Thyme shortly after walking in front of us, making me widen my eyes. Oops.
“No worries, I didn’t wanna see you either!”, he huffed as Ren, who walked next to him, started giggling.
I smiled regardless of Thyme’s behavior, happy that MJ, Kavin and Ren were around. They made me feel so welcome, even though they only knew me for barely three days, and regardless of their popularity in the school. Although Chaewon told me to be careful around them, I knew that they would never play such a game, seeing how they were so nice to me, except for Thyme of course.
But I found him quite amusing too. Even though I didn’t really know how to deal with his attitude, I kind of found his behavior and style childish and funny sometimes. Knowing that he tried to look cool made his attitude way funnier than it should be, but I had to hold myself back from laughing every time I thought about his hilarious leopard coat, which looked like he found it in some garbage at the side of the street.
“Why are you smiling, huh?”, Thyme raised his eyebrows, now walking next to us.
“Because of you”, I started laughing, thinking about the combination of his coat and the tiger shirt.
“See! She’s making fun of me!”, Thyme pointed at me and looked at the other three, who started laughing too.
“Just wait till I catch you!”, he yelled and started approaching me, making me laugh more than I should and do the same as him.
“Run little leopard!”, I quickly pressed my bag into Ren’s hands before turning around and shouting at him, making fun about his outfit of the other day. Realizing what I meant, his eyes widened and he started to point his finger at me again. The remaining students, who still hadn’t left the building as soon as lessons ended, stared at us in confusion, wondering why I made fun of the most popular boy in school like that.
“Hey! Stop running!”, I heard him yelling again as I reached the lockers, almost at the entry.
A sharp pain filled my chest area as I instantly stopped and clutched my hand onto my upper body, trying to stop it. Starting to cough as my breathing wasn’t the best either, I regretted acting so carelessly and forgetting about my sickness. Why did I even start running in the first place?
A hand was abruptly placed onto my shoulder, which probably belonged to Thyme. Quickly grabbing onto the person as I felt my vision blurring, some voices in the distance could be heard. Somebody called my name, but I couldn’t define whether it was from the person next to me or just my imagination. Trying my best to control my breathing again and stop the throbbing pain in my chest, a second hand was placed onto my other shoulder.
“Eunchae? Can you hear us?”, a shocked voice asked, it belonged to Kavin.
Shaking my head regardless as I couldn’t answer, I felt myself getting heavier, trying my best to hold onto the boys next to me.
“My bag”, were the only two words that left my mouth before I dropped onto the ground, not being able to stand anymore. My eyes getting heavier and my whole body starting to shake, I still saw someone rummaging through my Lady Dior before handing me the opened small pill box. Gulping one of the tablets down like my life depended on it, which was true, I closed my eyes, waiting for the small thing to do its wonder.
Opening my eyes after a few minutes of silence, my breathing was normal again and the throbbing pain in my chest had stopped. Looking up to see four worried faces, I started to cry, not being able to handle the situation anymore.
To my surprise I was hugged by one of the boys, who turned out to be Thyme. But being too weak to react, I returned the hug and cried my heart out in his arms.
“I’m sorry”
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