Jaemin held Taeyeon's hand and dragged her into class. She was spacing out and the bell already rang. As soon as she entered the room, Dasom was struggling to hold Donghyuck back. He was acting berzerk shouting at the rest of the students.

"WHO DID THIS?!!" his voice fell down many octaves, deep and threatening.

Jaemin ran towards him and grabbed hold of the boy trying to calm him down. "What happened?" Taeyeon turned Dasom around asking her

Dasom pursed her lips and pointed at Byeol's desk. Carvings of words and messages were written all over the wooden surface. White Lillies placed around her desk.

Taeyeon walked over to read all the messages written

Weak B*tch

You deserved it for stealing my dreamies  from me

I hope you went to a better place

I hated her anyway

We will all miss you

There were kind messages as well but for every kind one there were many unwanted ones. They overshadowed the good words written all over her desk. Taeyeon felt suffocated, it was just like what happened to her

Even though these messages weren't directed at her it triggered unwanted memories and a fuel of red took over her body as she could hear the building up irritation in her body. They were directed at Byeol. How could they say such things? She was nothing but a sweet girl, kind to everyone and always smiled. Yes there were always those jealous girls who gave her nasty looks because she hung out with Dreamies but apart from that everyone liked her. And those girls never said a word to her. They were simply jealous and didn't hate her.

However, these messages say otherwise, knowing that she wasn't here and she couldn't do anything about it, the students showed their real colours. They still hid away not showing their faces, not owning up that they were the ones who wrote them down because they know that her friends have her back.

Taeyeon shut her eyes, calming down her rising blood pressure. She knew that many girls weren't a big fan of Byeol because of the attention she got from many guys but they have no right to say something like this to a person who passed away.

Her train of thoughts stopped when small snickers caught her attention. Taeyeon turned around, her eyes found 2 girls laughing giggling in the corner. As soon as their eyes connected the girls quietened down placing on a innocent facade

She didn't know what took over her body but she automatically made her way towards them. Donghyuck stopped fighting against Jaemin's grip and watched Taeyeon. The whole class's eyes were on her as she marched over to the two, throwing the tables aside making way.

The girl hated attention but at that exact moment she could feel nothing but resentment to the culprit who drew the artwork on the desk. Yoon Kwan and So Mun-hee. In the whole school, they are quite well-known for spreading rumours, making way into other peoples business, creating problems. But one thing Taeyeon knows about them, they both hate Byeol. Especially because Kwan's boyfriend broke up with her because he began to grow a liking for Byeol.

How is that Byeol's fault? She never spoke to him. But both girls ignored that and began growing hatred towards her. One thing was for sure, it was probably both of them who spread the news of Byeols death in school

"It was you both who told everyone about Byeol's death?" Taeyeon asked with a stoic expression plastered across her face. Kwan smirked and shrugged her shoulders. But the amusement and sparkle in her eyes were more than enough to give Taeyeon the real answer. "Even if we did or not everyone would've found ou-"

Without thinking, Taeyeon raised her hand and slapped Kwan's face, sending her body to the floor. Gasps left many lips and everyone started to whisper. Mun-hee stood up and charged towards Taeyeon but Taeyeon was faster and pushed her body down, pinning her back to the wall.

Taeyeon's hand wrapped around Mun-hee's throat. She was trapped. "It was you both who wrote those nasty comments about her wasn't it?" her voice fell down, venom dripping from every word she spat out.

Mun-hee could feel her anger radiating off her, her natural brown orbs darkened slightly. Mun-hee's voice was stuck in her throat, eyes shaking all of a sudden. Amused, Taeyeon tilted her head to the side waiting for an answer. Nothing came out, impatient her grip around the girl's throat tightened.

"I'm sorry" Mun-hee squeaked out gasping for air. Hearing those words boiled her up. "You should be apologizing to Byeol." A smirk formed across Taeyeon's lips. "Too bad it's too late. I will just have to teach you a lesson myself" before she could land a hit on Mun-hee she heard footsteps launching towards her. Taeyeon turned around to see Kwan running in her direction, and immediately Taeyeon backed off. Kwan didn't take in the situation and without realising landed a punch to her best friend Mun-hee's face instead of Taeyeons.

Red blood dripped down her nose along with tears. Kwan felt rage building up and turned to Taeyeon whose lips were tugged upwards. "You whore!" she grabbed a handful of Taeyeon's hair. Not taking her bullshit, Taeyeon twisted her hand and jabbed her at her stomach making Kwan fall on her knees in agony choking for air.

Satisfied with her work, Taeyeon kicked both girls before making her way to the back of the classroom. She was never violent and hated hurting people. But she didn't come to realisation on how she had changed. Donghyuck gave the girl a smile, happy with what she did.

Jaemin stared at his girl in awe, thumbs up and he had a proud smile planted across his lips.

It felt relieving getting back at them 

I guess she has some blood from her mother

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I guess she has some blood from her mother

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