50 Things I Don't Know About "K"

Comfort

Hate hate hate hate hate.

Those were the words Minjeong kept typing on her phone as she walk towards their hotel room, walking as fast as she could, to stay away from Jimin.

Arriving in front of their room, the girl immediately unlocked it.

SLAM

The door slamming was so loud that it echoed around the silent room, Minjeong released a huge sigh before gripping onto her arm to the point her nails dug in that caused it to bleed.

"Minjie?"

A figure suddenly appeared from the kitchen, and it was none other than her best friend.

Ning could only look at her best friend with confusion, though as soon as she gazed at the girl from top to bottom, noticing her bleeding arm.

She instantly approached the girl and distanced her hand away from its arm, grabbing a tissue from the nearby table and wiping the blood that dripped down from the arm.

"What happened?" she asked calmly.

Minjeong averted her gaze, looking lifeless like never before.

Ning sighed, "Let's talk about this." she grabbed her best friend's hand, pulling the girl with her to the balcony.

The moment they arrived, Minjeong swiftly shook the girl's hand off and stood frozen with no intention of speaking. Of course, her best friend noticed this and only sighed.

Ning rested her arms on the railings, turning her attention to her best friend. "The other two won't be sleeping here, so let's talk about it yeah?"

"I don't know what you're talking ab-"

"Minjie, I've known you for years. Come on, you know you can rely on me."

Minjeong sighed, "Then do you think you can listen to my story?" she sat down on the nearby bean bag.

Ning smiled, "Of course bud."

Minjeong closed her eyes, embracing herself for what's she's about to tell. "Alright... so..."

~

Breathless, Minjeong was laying down on the floor inside her school's gymnasium. The girl just finished doing her usual practice and is now resting whilst looking up the ceiling.

In midst of that, she suddenly felt a cloth on her forehead that's wiping her sweat away. She smiled at this and opened her eyes only to reveal her best friend.

"Don't you think you've been doing that more often now?"

Rina smiled, "What? You want me to stop?"

Minjeong shook her head, "No... actually, keep doing it."

Rina chuckled and continued to wipe her best friend's sweat. While doing this, Minjeong noticed a few bruises on the girl's left arm and neck.

So Minjeong sat up, causing the girl next to her to stop and gaze at her with complexity.

"Did you hurt yourself again?"

Rina flinched at the question, "No..."

"Really?"

Rina pursed her lips, "It was my dad."

"Again? Wow, he's a jerk."

"Yeah, but he's a good man... he just can't take off the drugs." Rina sighed, "I wish I could run away really but... I just can't. He's killing me more than I try to do it myself."