Chapter 25

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I'm currently (sunday) writing my graduation speech for tomorrow and I have absolutely no freaking idea how to begin😵

How do you even start?? Like "Hello ladies and gentlemen"? If I do it like that, it feels like I have a stick up my ass lol
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I'm so lost so that's probably why this chapter might be a bit shorter😗✌🏼

Anyways, hope you enjoy it
The second chapter comes out any moment

'Keep yourself under control' I heard Yeeun's voice in my head over and over again

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'Keep yourself under control' I heard Yeeun's voice in my head over and over again.

"Keep yourself under control", I laughed ironically and gritted my teeth angrily as I finally entered the school building.

To be honest, I wouldn't have wanted to set even one foot inside the building on any other day, but today I would have preferred to spend the rest of the day here.

Since it was Friday, I would even volunteer to stay for the whole ass weekend. As long as I didn't have to go home, everything was fine with me.

A deep sigh slipped from my lips as I sluggishly opened my locker to take out some books. As soon as I closed the small door again, I noticed a movement in the corner of my eye.

Unconsciously I turned my head in the direction I was drawn to and noticed the boys who had caused me all the trouble in the first place.

I instantly grimaced as the seven, as threatening and arrogant as ever, walked down the corridor.

Since the confrontation with the girls this morning had already been too much for me, I had no real strength left to even deal with one of these idiots.
I hurriedly threw my bag over my shoulder and scurried into my classroom before anyone could notice me.

Apart from the fact that every subject was tougher than ever, it was very difficult to avoid my friends and NCT at the same time.

For the most part I was on the run and even ate my lunch alone in the school's theatre- to be on the safe side behind the red curtains in case someone dared to enter the room.

I know that I had hurt them accidentally in the past when they were trying to help me, but was that really a valid reason to leave me all to myself?

The dreams gave me exactly the same feeling that they had done a year ago.

That I was weak.
That I couldn't help anyone.
That it really was all my fault and because of that I should suffer.

Quite pathetic, I know, but I really didn't want to see any of them. I felt hurt and lonely...

Instead of trying to help me with my problems, I was left alone by everyone.

If I thought the day couldn't get any worse, then I was wrong.

It was the last lesson and I placed my school stuff lazily on my table before I dropped into my chair with a loud thud.

As if the universe wanted to punish me, the moment I looked at the door, Lee Donghyuck put a feet in the room and immediately made eye contact with me.

I prayed 'please don't' several times in my head, hoping that God would hear me, but as usual it turned out differently and the menacing boy sat down at the table to my left.

I tried to ignore his piercing look, but this was easier than said, because the well-known feeling of anger automatically rose in me.

Why couldn't my body get used to situations like this?
My constantly racing heart and the warm annoying tingling of my nerves made every day unbearable.

I was tired of reacting like that and feeling like I was having a panic attack and a tantrum at the same time.

"I see you're still ignoring me," I heard Donghyuck's monotonous voice, whereupon all my arm hair started to stand up and left unpleasant goose bumps on my skin.

My breath became faster again and I felt my fingers twitching slightly. I quickly picked up a pencil and played with it, not wanting to show my growing stress.

"Yah!", he now said loudly and drew the attention of other students to himself.

To others he probably seemed more frightening than to me, which is why I only shifted my gaze further away and looked at the faces of my classmated instead.
It was amazing how little it took on his part to fill an entire room with incredible suspense and nervousness.

"Look at me when I'm fucking talking to you!"

I know this chapter is kinda short just like my di-Anyways🤷‍♀️

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I know this chapter is kinda short just like my di-
Anyways🤷‍♀️

ALSO CAN I THANK YOU ALL FOR 1K READS?? LIKE... DAMN THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!!!🎉🎉🎉✨🎇🎆
When I started writing this story I expected like an average of 5-7 readers per chapter but my last few chapters had about 30-40 which makes me extremely happy😭💕 thank you so much
I will do my best in the future

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