Chapter 30: Golden Maknae

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Eunmi's Point of View

It happened again! 

We almost kissed again!

In what world does that happen between a fan and an idol?!

Yesterday afternoon was probably, no, definitely the craziest and scariest day of my life so far. Like, I almost got raped by a person who I thought was my friend, Kyungie has let me call him Kyungie and for the second time, we almost kissed again! But, all jokes aside, I think I was more scared yesterday. Sanghyun got really aggressive and was terrifying that what happened might have traumatised me for life because at that moment when Kyungie's lips were nearing mine, I was more of frightened than fan-girling. Yeah, thanks a lot, you stupid Sanghyun!

Anyway, I tried not to think of the occurrences of yesterday since there was really no point in living in the past. Past is past. What happened has happened. No changing those.

I sat up on the bed and stretched my arms above me, groaning in satisfaction, before plopping them down in front of me. As I turned my head to look at the clock that was on my bedside table, my eyes widened upon seeing in big flashing lights the numbers 7:14AM. Oh, no! So not good. My school started at 7:30 and I was going to be late! I quickly ran to the bathroom and did the fastest washing up ever, and then to my wardrobe where I hung my uniform and got changed into it. After putting on my shoes and grabbing my bag, I bolted to the school.

Glancing at my wrist watch, the time showed 7:29am. Come on, Eunmi, you can do it! There was the school in my sight, I was almost there. Just a little bit more and I would not have to face that Mr. 'Boring' Kim and his stupid lectures about tardiness. I tried to run a little bit faster and when I made it, I proudly smiled to myself and looked down on my watch,

"Back to our arriving-late habit again, I see, Miss Jung," Mr Kim said, tapping his wrist watch with his stick. "7:31am. Too bad you could not have run faster."

Like you can do any better, I thought.

"Detention after school, little missy. You know where the room is," he told me, a very obvious smirk on his face. I prevented myself from saying any remark even though I really wanted to because I knew he would have given me another detention tomorrow. Instead, I put on a fake upset face and walked to the building.

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Hearing the quietness while going to class has become quite unusual since EXO-K stopped attending our school. No screaming fan-girls pushing my way as I entered, none of that anymore. To be honest, I got used to that happening that it came to the point where I did not mind being pushed. Now, I could go to class properly and it felt strange. Weird, right?

When I entered the room, everyone turned their eyes on me as if I have committed some sort of crime. Seriously, I swear this happens to every late person who enters their classrooms late. Like, take a chill pill, classmates.

"I came late, not commit a murder," I commented, purposely sighing out loud. I would not usually say things like these out loud, but my level of good mood has gone down and I was not in the right mindset to be nice as of the moment.

"Just take your seat, Eunmi," Mrs Lee said, and I gladly obeyed because just what I wanted to do; sit.

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Everything was better half way through the day, but then my mood was once again not-so-good when I had to go to detention. I did not even know why this was a big deal, it was not like it was my first detention, anyway. Moving on, I sat with the other delinquents, as some teachers would like to call those in detention, and did absolutely nothing. When in detention, we were supposed to reflect on the wrong that we have done, meaning we only had to think and think and think.

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