I was quiet the rest of class. Trying desperately to piece together what the hell was happening.
I know I died, I know that thing did this.
I’m not as upset as I probably should be. I literally have the cheat code for life.
I could help everyone now, these characters all went through their own trauma and if I could help just a little I’m sure it would make a world of difference.
I could stop Juhyeon from being bullied here so then Jeongmin won’t be bullied by her later.
But….What about Si Yoon? How could I possibly help him?
“(NAME)!!!”
“AHHH! What!” I flinched violently and looked up at Jeongmin who was currently stand over me.
She sighed and raised her hand to my head. Patting me like some worried mother.
“Are you sure your okay? Your acting different than usual.”
Before I could respond a group of girls walked up to Jeongmin and started talking to her. Completely taking her attention off me.
It’s a little weird to see her so popular after watching her get bullied so harshly before.
If I could help her….maybe she could stay this happy forever?
And in order to do that I have to make sure SheÂ
Is not bullied.
I look over to the white haired girl in question who was currently sitting by herself. Her head laid against her desk.
I get out of my seat and walk away from the small group. I didn’t see Jeongmin reaching out to grab my arm before being pulled away by her group of friends.
If I’m going to do this…. I need to get her to like me more than Jeongmin! That way she won’t be so obsessed with her.
With clear determination I strut up to Junyeon’s desk and stand right in front of her.
She has her head down so I reach my hand out and tap her shoulder. She visibly flinches and I back up a little to not make her feel uncomfortable.
“What…” she looks up at me with her big intimidating eyes. I’m a little scared but don’t let it show.
“Do you want to come with me to the washroom?” I give her my warmest smile yet.
Eyes squinted and smile lines showing typa smile. My killer move….or atleast that’s what I see in the manwha’s I read….hehe
It seems to work well enough considering a small blush forms on the taller girls pale cheeks.
“W-Why?!” She yells defensively.
It’s saddening to see her so scared of just making friends but that’s what I’m here for is it not?
“Well, you seem cool. I wanted to be friends!”
Junyeon’s mouth gapes before she snaps it close. The blush she was sporting had grown until her ears reddened also.
“Really?”
I smile and nod, offering my hand out to her.
She stares at it, and I can see the gears turning in her head.
She reaches her hand to mine and I grasp hers.
“Cmon!” I pull her out of her seat and she almost stumbles over. I giggle and drag her outside the classroom. I’m pretty sure everyone went to Gym so we can be alone for a little bit.
I tried my best to make it as closely as I could remember to the way Jeongmin befriended her. I pray I did well enough for her to like me.
A wide smile spreads across my face as we run through the halls. Hand and hand
I turn to look back at her and smile even wider when I notice she’s smiling brightly to.
Wait…
Where’s the bathroom?!
I stop abruptly causing Junyeon to run into my back. She manages to stop herself from falling over but I’m not so lucky. The silver haired girl grabs me by the waist to keep me upright. Her long nails digging into my sides make me wince.
After I get back onto my feet the right way I swiftly turn around and bow lowly. A cheeky smile on my lips. “Sorry!”
The taller girl sighs and pats my head.
“Why’d you stop?” She ask.
“Umm do you happen to know *mumble”
“Huh?” She leans down to my height.
“The bathroom, I uhh forgot where it was.” I sigh.
I look down at my feet in shame. I already look suspicious enough. Asking the new kid where the bathroom is.
I hear a small snicker but ignore it. Well I try to until Junyeon is full on laughing.
“Pfft- bahaha!” She snorts.
I glared at her but it didn’t last long. Seeing her laugh like this was a relief. That must mean she likes me, right?
“Cmon (name).” She grabs my hand and intertwines our fingers. Leading us to the washroom.
“How’d you know my name.”
“Oh I heard that dirty looking girl say it?”
Dirty looking? Who’s… oh
“My friends not dirty… you shouldn’t say things like that.” I mumbled.
Junyeon doesn’t respond and instead squeezes my hand tighter, leaving her nail marks imprinted in my skin.
When we arrived at the washroom I had already forgotten about what had happened.
We talked about silly girly things and turns out Junyeon is actually really funny. She has pretty dark humor but somehow I don’t hate it.
We skipped gym and just stayed in the washroom the whole period. When next period did start we went back to class and just bearly made it before the bell rung….
It was like this for a while. We would skip class just to see each other and the closer I got with Junyeon the less I talked to Jeongmin.
Every time I did try to start a convo with someone other than Junyeon she would scold me and sometimes even hurt me. Either by gripping my hands with her claws or grabbing my shoulder painfully tight to pull me away.
I could tell she was obsessed with me just like she had been with jeongmin but for some reason she was worse? Maybe it’s because I let her get away with anything she wanted to do with me and rarely fought back but that’s only because I didn’t want her to leave me. I didn’t mean to make her this way….
On the bright side though the school year went by without any other problems. I got adjusted to my life in Korea rather fast with the help of Junyeon. She didn’t even question it and instead taught me everything I asked.
I lived in a decent sized house with a decent sized family with a decent sized bank account. Everything about me was painfully average. It was like I was made to be a side character but somehow wormed my way into the main plot.
I didn’t have many friends (anymore) so Junyeon didn’t feel the need to get her own. It was only us from the get go and she made sure it stayed that way.
It was tiring dealing with a attention demanding girl like her but i knew it was worth it in the end.
On the bright side at least Junyeon was a kind friend to me. She would spoil me by buying me some pretty cool stuff everytime we went out. Not that I needed to considering my family in this world was pretty well off but who am I to say no to rich people?
And that leads back to right now. In our last year of elementary school.
Our first class hadn’t even started yet and everybody was out, eating breakfast. Well except me and my white haired companion.
She forced me to stay here so we could spend some more time together before the quote on quote dirty people came back.
“Hey Junyeon can I do your hair?” I smiled at the girl.
Junyeon was sat on my desk and I was seated in the chair. She nodded and turned away from me so I got full access to her long locs.
I threaded my fingers through her silver hair before separating them into three sections.
I pulled one section of hair over the other continuously until I created one single braid.
Junyeon turns back around to face me and I admire my work.
“Pretty!” I smile brightly. I stand up and kiss Junyeon on her pale cheek. Smiling up at her cheekily.
A small blush forms on the taller girls face.
“Yea..pretty” she smiles softly.
At the time I didn’t realize but I was only enabling her problem and intensifying it tenfold. It was only gonna come back and bite me in the ass later. The only difference was she loved me in a way she didn’t love Jeongmin.
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