❛ The normals cry, the crazies laugh. ❜
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Five years ago, when Do Haru was nineteen years old, she witnessed a brutal murder in the forest near her grandmother's house. The killer was never caught, and Haru couldn't help the police since the assassi...
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If only a few poetic words were enough to make someone trust me the way you trust her...
───── ❝ do haru ❞ ─────
Tuesday, January 24th, 2021
Usually, Jimin, Yoongi and Haru sat together at lunch, but that day Jimin said he wanted to be alone since he needed to study. In fact, right beside his tray of school-cafeteria-rancid food, that Jimin clearly was not thrilled to eat, he had an open textbook. His eyes scanned through the words and pictures of the textbook attentively as sometimes he'd put a spoon in his mouth, scrunching his nose, but gradually finishing up.
'Well, crap.' Yoongi huffed as Haru sat with her mouth ajar, staring at no other than the one and only Park Jimin. She was completely out of it, like someone, more specifically that Park dude had bewitched her. 'It hasn't even been two weeks since he came to this school, and you already lost it? You are so easy, Haru-ya,' he jeered.
Yoongi wouldn't have been embarrassed to admit that with that sentence, he intended to make her feel bad. It might sound mean but she deserved it. It wasn't fair of her to ignore Yoongi over some "cute newbie".
'Shut up, Yoongi. If you hate spending time with me that much why don't you just go fuck your girlfriend?' Haru snapped, 'oh, right!' she raised her chin and eyes brows. 'That bitch is probably somewhere, fucking someone else, so she'd be too busy.'
'Can you stop bad-mouthing Haneul for a moment? Heck, for one single, motherfucking day?' Yoongi growled, scowling at his best friend with grand dissatisfaction.
'I didn't mention her yesterday,' she retorted.
'Oh, wow!' Yoongi pretended to gasp. 'Yeah, how was bizarre, you lived twenty-four hours without vilifying her. I thought that it was gonna rain pigs.' he rolled his eyes, not bothering to hold back his sarcasm. 'Why the hell do you resent her so much? It's been years, so why, Haru-ya, just why?'
'Because that is how humans are. Once they do something one time, there is an extremely high chance they'll do it again. Plus, she didn't look sorry to me when she "pleaded"you not to leave her, which you should have done anyway. Why don't you trust me when I say that I have caught her red-handed!?!'
Haru couldn't help the aggressiveness. Whenever Yoongi spoke about his girlfriend, her heart would burn with sorrow, but most of all fury. All because he would rather believe his cheating scoundrel of a girlfriend than his best friend who he's known for almost over a quinquennial.
Yoongi was a very clever man. He was sharp, he was distant and believed in facts and facts only. But when it came to that bitch of Haneul, he transformed into an undeniably purblind cretin. Because of this fatuous, naive love, Yoongi had become an absolute, unthinking dunce, and Haru unabashedly loathed that.
