𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲 || 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐦

𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

"Yura?" A hazy voice called out to her, "Yura?..." As the voice became clearer, Yura couldn't help but glance at what was in front of her. It was Eli Jang.

Right, She was cutting Eli's hair. How could she forget?

Yura stops cutting and looks at the mirror in front of them. There she saw the worried faces of Heather and Eli.

"Yura, if you couldn't do it, may I?" Heather asks, grabbing the scissors and comb from Yura's grasp.

"Are you okay, Yura?" Eli says, rotating his body to face Yura, who is behind him.

"Yeah, Sure... Sure!" exclaimed Yura. She takes a step back, almost tripping when a hand grabs her waist. It was Eli.

Their faces were so close to each other that, from another angle, they would look like they were kissing.

A loud cough suddenly interrupted them. Both Eli and Yura searched for where it came from and noticed that it came from Heather.

"Oh..." Yura and Eli take a step back from each other. "Sorry, I've got to go."

Yura turns to grab her coat before running away. Both Heather and Eli don't know what's happening to Yura, but one thing's for sure: She wasn't okay at all.

Yura slams the door of the rooftop open and grabs the railings before running down the stairs.

She couldn't control it; the body of a woman lying on the floor appeared in her mind. It was a devastating week for her and Josh.

Sally, Warren, Derek, and Max were fixing and decorating the first floor to be a living room when they suddenly heard a door slam open.

Sally looked at the door and mumbled, "Oh..." It was Yura. She looked like she was running away from something. "Yura! Check it out!" Sally exclaimed, trying to get Yura's attention. She was referring to the newly decorated first floor.

"Not now, Sally..." Yura whispered as she passed by Sally and ran towards the door.

-

"Don't take your anger out on others," Josh said. He massages Yura's hands while on his knees.

Yura was sitting on the couch. Her head was down, and she couldn't see her brother's face.

She knows she shouldn't, but she can't help it at that time. She can't reverse time, which is why all she can do right now is say sorry.

"What are you going to do?" Josh asks.

Yura playfully rolled her eyes before saying, "I know. I should ask for forgiveness. No need to treat me as a child."

"You're still a child in my eyes," Josh began, messing up Yura's hair before adding, "you always have been and always will be."

At that time, Yura couldn't help but feel an overwhelming emotion. She felt her nose getting stuffy as her vision became blurry.

Yura suddenly launches at Josh, hugging him before whispering, "Thank you for being the best brother."

-

"Is this all you need?" Josh looks at the things Yura brings to the back of the seat.

It was full of flowers and chocolate. In fact, it looks more like she was courting someone instead of apologizing.

"Yep!" Yura smiled while saying yes with the Popping P. "I also brought cake slices with each of their own favorite flavors."

Yura glanced at her brother, who was driving, before looking at her list of what she needed. Repeatedly singing it like a children's song on their way to Sally's apartment.

Yura clenches her fist at the hem of her skirt. She was really nervous about what her friends would think of her. She had been a complete brat towards them yesterday. Yura hoped they could forgive her.

The hostel was surrounded by multiple police cars and people who were already curious about what happened. The whole place was a mess.

Among the crowd of police was Heather's mom, standing with her strict demeanor.

Sally was crying on the ground with two policemen standing beside her, Max and Derek pleading for something, and Warren trying to fight back.

Josh suddenly cursed, looking at the scene, "Don't go there. I don't want you to be in trouble."

Yura didn't speak but instead searched using her eyes for Heather and Eli, and there she found them standing motionlessly on the door.

-

"Oh, Our school's two goddesses finally attended school again," One of Yura's classmates said with a smile. Yura's classmate leaned against her table, flashing her victory smile.

"Yeah," Yura said while forcing herself to smile.

Her real family and her friends, whom she treated as family, just got destroyed in the span of three days. What kind of bad luck has God given her?

At launch, Yura went straight to the comfort room. She looked in the mirror and noticed her pale complexion. She opened the faucet and rinsed her face with cold water.

Yura turns around, opens one of the bathroom stalls, and goes inside before closing it. She puts the seat cover on before seating.

A moment of silence before her tears started bursting. Does God hate her? Why does it seem to her that wherever she goes, she only brings bad luck?

Yura covers her sob with her hands as beads of tears slowly make their way down the crevice of her fingers, dripping down the marble floor.

As Yura slowly started to stop sobbing. She makes her way outside the bathroom stall when she suddenly hears a sob from the other stall.

She didn't notice someone coming to her in the comfort room earlier, or maybe she was so immersed in her crying that she didn't notice.

"It's all my fault... Someone... Please..." Her crying was even worse than Yuras; she couldn't even speak one word properly. "Please hear me out."

A sudden realization hit Yura when she recognized the voice. It was from Heather.

Yura slowly but quietly takes a step towards the bathroom stall where Heather's at and raises her hand to knock, but before she could even knock, she suddenly has doubts about herself.

"Please someone talk to me," Heather said while crying.

With that, Yura raised her hands again, but this time she knocked. "Heather, can we talk?"