I couldn’t help but wince between embarrassment and annoyance at having such a truly embarrassing misfortune even in front of the Hyunseon’s brother and Choi Moo Gak who were now looking at me with ridiculous looks.
“Miss Huang Lalin, are you okay?” Yuta asked a little worried and immediately reached out to help me up.
“I’m fine,” I muttered ignoring the responsibility and getting up on my own.
“What are you doing here?” Taeyong asked sarcastically looking at me.
I just scratched the nape of my neck slowly then glanced at Yuta who looked really worried at me. “Sorry I bothered you.”
“I should be the one asking, are you all right? You fell backwards and it must have hurt a lot, right?” Yuta asked with a very concerned face.
“I'm fine. No need to worry about me,” I say.
“Don’t make a dra
“I’m okay, just surprised” I muttered awkwardly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you.” said Yuta in a hoarse tone. “Never mind ... I said goodbye to go to class first, soon the mathematics lecturer will enter,” I said then. I just sighed slowly, then went ahead of Yuta who was still in front of the rector's room with a sad face. I don’t understand how my heart is feeling today, I really feel that Yuta is very close to me maybe even more than friends say—the feeling makes me wonder what’s really going on with Yuta. I rushed to the toilet to see my face which must have turned red like boiled shrimp, I went into one of the empty toilet cubicles and then looked in the mirror—the lip tint that has faded from drinking water makes me look very pale like a sick person but, I don’t carry the lip tint in my pants pocket, a few seconds later I was shocked when I saw a ter
“Don’t be crazy, we just met,” I snorted. “I’m serious, I already knew that,” Yuta replied with a smile. “What do you mean?” I asked for an answer that didn’t confuse me even more. Chup! A kiss landed on my forehead, I was surprised when I saw Yuta who had a faint smile on his face—I could even say that smile made the hairs on my neck stand on end, transferring a strange feeling throughout my body. “I’ll wait for you to enter first after that I’ll go home,” said Yuta. “Don’t be crazy, what are you doing?” I asked a little annoyed. “Come in first,” Yuta denied. “Yuta!” “It’s already very cold outside, you better go inside and rest. I'll go home after you actually enter the house, Renatta,” Yuta muttered with a sad face. “Rena—” “Yuta! What do you do there? We’re tired of waiting for you guys to date there!” Taeyong complained. I didn’t hold Yuta any longer and
“Did you hear about Jiyeon and Baekhyun? They are imprisoned for life and might get married in prison,” chuckled a shoulder-length blonde haired student—It was Kim Junhee. “Oh, I don’t care about that because it’s very appropriate and suitable for bullies as well as rapists,” replied Lee Saerom. “But, isn’t it more sad when you hear about the case that happened to Yuta’s late lover?” Ryeowook asked suddenly joining the two girls’ chat. While I was in the corner of the room while playing with my cellphone, I slowly turned down the volume of the headset I was wearing so I could listen to the conversation of the three of them across the bench—meanwhile Guangjun and Hyunseon went out of class to go to the infirmary to get me aromatherapy oil and blood booster medicine. “Yuta is Senior Taeyong’s friend?” asked Kim Junhee with raised eyebrows. “Sure, Naka
Several students were seen passing by carrying trays of their lunches looking for a seat, meanwhile I was still playing with my cold food with a spoon and fork—still with the headset attached to the ear with the song from the boyband infinite. I don’t have an appetite after Kim Sae Hee’s ghost told me the truth about what happened in the case of Renatta’s death. At first I didn’t really care about who Renatta was and what her relationship with Yuta was, however, after being terrorized by nightmares every time I wanted to sleep—forced me to think about this. Slowly I put down my spoon and fork and then touched the back of my head, I felt keloid-like lines on my scalp. From a young age I was also confused about where the scar came from but, every time I ask my mother, she always replied that it wasn’t a wound but a birthmark that used to be in the form of a mole but, because I’m not comfortable with its existence I always scratch it until it bleeds and becomes a keloid
“Lalin still can’t wake up, it’s just the two of us talking to you guys,” Guangjun said. Taeyong took a deep breath, then put his hands together in front of his chest. “I apologize on behalf of Yuta, I really didn’t know that something bad would happen in the end. I’m
“Are you crazy?” Guangjun’s comment when he just saw me coming out of the room wearing a black overalls suit and a green jacket.
“Very sad,” I said after reading a short message that was still saved by Yuta. Yuta nodded resignedly, because he also didn’t know what words were right to describe his misfortune after being abandoned by Renatta. “Yeah, I know about that too.” “You’ve kept this message for so long … do you not intend to delete the message from the late Renatta? According to psychological studies, keeping memories of a deceased partner is tantamount to suicide.” I mumble. “Who knows … I just thought that someday there would be a miracle that would open the case for Renatta’s death. Even though it’s unlikely, I’ll keep the message,” Yuta replied. “Idiot! Do you think the police can solve this case just by looking at that sad message?” I asked, cursing him. <
“Have you finished your homework?” Guangjun asked as he glanced at me. I nodded then returned the notebook that was behind my notebook, meanwhile Hyunseon who was busy playing with her cellphone turned to both of us and showed us her cellphone. “Look … these futsal players are cool, right?” Hyunseon asked with a sparkling face. I glared when I saw some of the banner photos scattered on the campus’ official I*******m. “What the hell?” “Look, they are very handsome in the futsal uniform,” Hyunseon said once again. “Whatever, Seeing handsome men like them has become my daily life,” I grumbled in annoyance at Hyunseon’s slightly more coquettish behavior today. “Is it true that there will be a futsal match in a few days?” Guangjun asked then intervened in our silly fight. “I don’t know, but Lee Saerom sent a link to find out information about extracurriculars,” I mumble. “Right. She sent Botchat