𝕳E WAS COLD, DISTANT, AND A LITTLE BROKEN. SHE WAS BRIGHT, COOL, AND A LITTLE TIRED. THEY WERE BOTH LOST, DOWNCAST, AND MORE THAN A LITTLE SCARED, BUT BOTH FOUND EACH OTHER; AND EACH OTHER WAS WHAT THEY NEEDED.
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SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA hanlim high school
"We need to talk, right now."
Myeonji immediately pulled her hand away from Beomgyu's tight grasp and lightly gasped. Beomgyu, who seemed to be fuming with anger, noticed that he had startled his girlfriend and instantly felt sorry.
"I-I'm sorry," He pulled Myeonji in for a hug, reassuring Myeonji that he wasn't mad at her. Once the couple separated, Beomgyu grabbed Myeonji's hand and pulled her towards the exit. He nodded as a greeting at a very, very confused Lia on the way out.
As the two reached the hallways, the bell rung as if it were on cue. The hallways began to flood with students and Myeonji noticed how tense Beomgyu became. She also wondered why her boyfriend was beat up first thing in the morning.
"Come with me," Myeonji lightly grabbed Beomgyu's hand once again and this time dragged him towards their destination: the office.
The very first thing that happened as the two stepped inside was the secretary gasping loudly. She began asking questions directed to Beomgyu like what had happened. Beomgyu answered, but Myeonji knew it was all lies. Beomgyu had claimed that he had fallen off his bike, but that doesn't leave a ton of scratches and bruises on your face, does it?
"Myeonji do you wish to accompany Mr. Choi? Or would you like to head back to your classes?" The secretary asked, as she stood up and peeked inside the nurses office to see if it was vacant.
"I'd like to accompany—"
"Actually, no. It's alright. Our nurse will take it from here." She smiled sweetly, but Myeonji just wanted to slap it off her face. Myeonji also noticed how Beomgyu looked annoyed as the secretary dragged him to the back to the office where the nurses room was located.
Once the two were out of sight, Myeonji rolled her eyes and sighed as she walked out of the office. "Why the fuck ask if you're not even going to give me a choice." She muttered harshly under her breath. Myeonji was so distracted in dissing the old lady she hadn't even noticed that someone was judging her from afar.
"Why so harsh?" A voice stopped Myeonji in her tracks. She looked up and rolled her eyes once again.
"Not now, Ryujin. I'm not in a great mood." Myeonji walked past her, but surprisingly, Ryujin followed. After a couple of minutes of Ryujin walking with her, and rambling nonsense like how Myeonji looked ugly when she's mad, or that if she stresses too much, she'll keep on getting gray hairs, Myeonji stopped the both of them and crossed her arms.
