"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me.
The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk...
A/n: play song 'obsessed' from code red playlist. Goals: 4.5k reads and 530+ votes before tomorrow night (10pm ist) and unlock the next chapter.
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My mom didn't take this news well. In fact the way she reacted after hearing everything if Mr Jeon wouldn't have been with me, I couldn't have handled her. She cried, she got angry, she cried again and again. But more than anything she got so damn scared to lose me.
My heart got shattered into pieces when she let out her biggest fear of losing me like dad and I felt so guilty for committing this step without even thinking properly. I should have thought about my mother as well and figured out a way to help Maya too. I failed everyone, Maya and my mom.
The night went by with emotional encounters with tears and warm hugs with my mother. She was really disturbed that she insisted on staying at home and I knew there was an annual presentation coming up in her company and she had been chosen to represent it.
I knew my mother loved her work the most after me. And I was fine today, the morning sunshine gave me a positive attitude and I thanked God for helping us escape that hell last day.
She went to her office but she was so disturbed and still hinged over the last night that she forgot one of those important presentation files at home. I was on my way to deliver it to her and I stepped out of my house and spotted Mr Jeon, carrying a transparent plastic bag with chocolate ice-cream in it, asking for my attention in that bag.
"Are you going somewhere?" He asked, halting his steps in front of my house's porch.
I followed his gaze that was roaming in my face, especially on my cuts near my lip, on the corner of my left eye. Something flashed in his brown eyes, and his grip tightened around the plastic bag and though I was standing ten steps away from him, I was able to feel the burning wrath in his eyes.
For a moment I felt bad for those ice-creams. They'd definitely melt if he'd be this angry after seeing my cuts.
"It'll get better." I assured him as he finally came out of his reverie. His eyes got softened the very next second and that look made me feel a weird warmth into my chest.
I tried to avoid his eyes, and stepped down the stairs. I shouldn't get affected by those eyes anymore, though he wasn't avoiding me now but I still remember his words from that night.
' I am your neighbour, I'm not your friend '
' you're just a student of mine, remember that '
I shook my head as I walked towards him.
"Though it will leave some nasty scars on my face". I smiled at him and covered my thoughts with it.
