Who are you: school 2015 ( A Chance) {On-going}

⭐Chapter 15⭐

The following text contains a few curse words~

'She  is such a bitch!'

'She would have been better off dead.'

People murmured as I walked by.

'Can you stop being the spot light?'

'Why are you trying so hard? Don't get enough attention?'

People are looking at me.

They have their eyes on me, laughing at me.

'Bitch you are better off dead!'

'Why are you trying so hard?'

I was drenched with water, bruised, hurt!

I looked around, their gaze piercing right through me.

Some are looking at me with sympathy while the others are looking at me with disgust.

Some are thinking what's happening right now to me is correct.

While the others just don't care.

I saw 'him' along with 'her' standing there and laughing at me.

I diverted my gaze to the ground as a tear slipped out of my eye.

"E...a!" I heard someone's voice.

"Eu..ha!" Huh?

"Eun..a!"

"Eunha!" 

'My name?'

"Han Eunha!"

I opened my eyes and gasped for air.

I looked up and saw Taekwang, Eunbi, Ian and Soyoung looking at me worried.

'Soyoung? What is she doing here?' I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Don't look at me like that. I saw you faint and thought it was my responsibility as you fainted in front of me. I am not worried about you or anything." She said and looked to the side

I nodded. 'Sure'

I looked at Ian and tilted my head.
"I was not eavesdropping or anything like that. I was just passing by."

'Are actors supposed to be bad liars or something?'

Eunbi walked over to me and sat down on the edge of the bed and held my hand.
"Are you OK?"
I nodded.
"The doctor said that you fainted due to exhaustion probably." She continued

I nodded again slowly still remembering the dream, more like the nightmare, I had.

After a while, I was free to go.

Eunbi and Ian had gone to class.

Soyoung had gone to meet the teacher.

While Taekwang stayed back with me.

We were walking outside the building.

We were about to enter the building when Taekwang held my hand stopping me from entering.

He was looking down and not at me.

Which kind of hurt me a little for some reason.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked.

I gaped at him unable to get a word out.

He led me to a bench and made me sit down beside him.

"What happened?"