Chapter 3 THREE

"If you're with me, I can change your life..."

I look at the bread. "Why you're giving me this? I don't have appetite now."

Jinyoung pulls the chair and sit in front of my desk. "I care of you. You're the only one here. Everyone have gone to the canteen."

"Who are you to care about me?!" I raise my voice.

He caresses my cheeks with his hand. "The person who will protect you."

I try to take off his hand from mine but he just cups my face. "Don't you want to eat? You might get stomach ache." He asks.

I stay quiet, don't know what should I do. He then open the packet and cut the bread into small pieces using his hand. He takes a piece and shoves it into my mouth.

I munch on the bread while looking at him who's eating some kimbap. He then notices me staring at him. He stops eating and we both end up gazing into each other's eye.

He suddenly approaching me, nearing his face with mine. My body heats up. Don't tell me he wants to kiss me or then a pair of shoes will go to his face.

"Must you eat this cute with some crumbs on your mouth. Do you want me to eat it for you?" He whispers while smirking.

"Yena~ how are you..." Sejeong stops as soon as she saw Jinyoung and I.

I quickly push Jinyoung away, standing up clearing my throat. "Urm.. I'm fine now. Did you buy me anything?" I approach Sejeong, try to make her ignore what she just saw.

"I bought strawberry milk but Seonho said someone already bought you a bread." Sejeong hands me the milk.

"Ahaha.. No one give me bread. I'm thirsty. Thank you for the milk." I take the milk and drag her outside, chatting.

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"Yena.. How you ended up talking with those boys so easily?" Sejeong asks me all of sudden.

I choke on my milk. "Bruhh, I'm not the one that talk to them first. This is all that tall Niel's fault." I muttered.

While walking back to the class, a few girls surround me and Sejeong. It's those bitch girls that overly rich. I can even remember their names.

"Yah! Poor kid, don't come near to those new boys. They're ours. You're just a pathetic that wants their money only right?" Suzy, the leader of the girls pushes me harshly.

"That's harsh! She didn't do anything!" Sejeong defends me but she got hit by them badly.

I can't let them bully my friend. I push Suzy slightly better than how she did to me before, making her bump into the wall. She continues with slapping my cheeks as hard as how the zapper hits a fly.

"What happened here?!" It's Mr Jung voice. The discipline teacher.

Suzy acts like she hurts and create a scene. I just rolled my eyes and take care of Sejeong. I know my name soon will be called again into that hell room.

"She hits me. I don't know why she did that. I just want her to say hello." Suzy lies at the same time she smirks at me.

This two faced girl. I'm going to make you regret soon.

"Okay Yena. Let's go to my room." The teacher commands me to follow him.

"Wait! But not Yena that did it teacher. Suzy that hits Yena first. Look at her cheeks, it's red!" Sejeong stops the teacher while pointing to my cheeks.

I shake my head to Sejeong, refusing her to defend me. I know that will not solve anything.

"Really? That's happened?" The teacher asks again. I just stay silent.

"No! We all saw that Yena hurts Suzy. Suzy didn't even hit Yena. It's fake." Suzy's gang lies.

"I know I'll be fault! Just stop lying!" I scream at them, making all the students looking at me. "I will take all the blame, Mr Jung. I don't care." I walk to Mr Jung's room, leaving the scene.

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"Song Yena. Actually what's wrong with you? Why you always make problems? You have the worst discipline marks. Don't you feel you want to change?" The teacher persuades me but I just ignore everything he said.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Come in.. Ouh, Ha Sungwoon." The teacher invites him, letting him sit beside me.

"What are you doing here? Did anything else happened?" The teacher asks.

"I... have evidence that Yena is not guilty."

I can't help but look at him, shocked. He looks at me with his beautiful smile and shows a video to the teacher.

"Where did you get this video? Did you saw they fought?" Mr Jung asks Sungwoon with full of curiosity.

"Sir... There's a surveillance camera near that area. Now I know how this school do things, they just hear complaints from those kids who have money.. Without even check the truth."

For the first time, I found someone who knows how my heart feels all this time. I keep looking at him, feeling grateful.

"Urm.. I'll release your detention, Yena.." Mr Jung said with his unacceptable way.

"And... Give those detention to the girl who hurts her just now. I want a square decision." Sungwoon sternly look at the teacher.

I hold his other hand, writing 'no need' on his palm. He ignores it and just keep my hands on his.

"I will.." Mr Jung agrees.

"Let's go.." Sungwoon drags me leaving the room.

As soon as we both quite far from the room, we stop. My hands still in his. I shake off my hands but he just do nothing.

"Jeogi... Can you let me go now? It's over and I'm okay.." I beg him.

He suddenly let go of my hands and turns to face me. "Yah! Is this how your life everyday? In this unfair school?!" He yells at me.

I'm shrinking inside. He helps me just now and he mad at me at the same time. I stare into his eyes, finding the answer.

"If I'm saying yes, will you help me again?! I know you won't! No one will take care of someone who always been fault all the time..."

"I will.. I promise you I will." He cups my face, gazing into each other face.

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"You what?!!" I shrieked.

"I told him that you were been fault without any reason. He rushed to you as soon as he can." Sejeong ducks her face, looking at the ground.

I hold her hand, comforting her instead of getting angry. "Don't worry.. you have done a good job. Thanks to you, I'm finally clean from the problem."

Sejeong hugs me, keep apologizing about that incident. I pat her back, calming her down.

"Let's go back home together. We can eat at our favorite place." I ask her with anxiety.

She looks at me with sad face and explains, "Mianhae, Yena.. I have to go to my father's shop. I already promised him that I'll help him right after school."

"Ahhh.. It's okay then. I'll ask our Byeongari to walk with me. Goodbye." I wave goodbye at her as she's walking away.

I walk around the school searching for that Seonho kid. He seems not with me when he found his bro. I bring myself to the basketball court as I heard a voice that resembles him.

Yes, there he is. With his tall bro-friend, playing basketball. What I can see from here is Seonho losing and losing.

I sit down on the bench, watching them playing. It's look fun but sadly I can't even play anything involving ball. I'm suck at it.

Suddenly, the ball rolls to my feet. Seonho's tall bro-friend rushes to the ball but stopped as soon as he saw me. Okay, am I a ghost?

"Ouh? You're Song Yena, right?" He asks me while taking the ball.

"YENA!!" Seonho runs to me, hugging me tightly.

"I... Can't breath.. Let me go.." I hit him continuously. Thank God, he lets me go or I might die.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go home yet?" Seonho asks as he rummages my bag without my permission.

"YAH YOO SEONHO! DON'T OPEN THAT!" I quickly take my bag from him. There's so much things secret inside that bag. Especially, my diary that I wrote bad things about today's class.

A hand snatch my bag away from my hand. I look at the hand's owner. It's that tall boy.

"Seonho, tell your friend to not mess with me." I beg for Seonho's help but he just sits there, munching on my snacks that I don't know here he get.

I tiptoe around Seonho's bro-friend, try reaching my bag. Sadly, he's too tall. He stares at me with his large, sparkly eyes.

"Peck me on my cheek if you want your bag back.."