In A "Water" Stance ~~~

4: Where Did Ko Byunae Go?

Middle school (3 years later..)

"He seems quiet."

"I asked him last week."

"I heard he rejected Chaehoon last week."

"Gay bastard."

"Bet anything,his parents had him on the side of the highway."

"After all that's where accidents happen."

"He's so to himself."

"Its like he hates the world,or something."

"Prick."

"Cunt."

"Stuttering bitch."

"Maybe because he hasn't had the good suck."

"He sounds like a dick is always up his ass."

"Like he will ever get one."

"Loser."

"Lowlife."

"Like I'll ever be like him."

"I hope he dies in his own shit."

Byunae....... Ko Byunae. It's what most people describe him as.

The boy sitting ditto. Always never changing what he does. Quiet and content to himself. On with his personal issues. Not shared to one another.

In a way,making others weary of him. Usually acting tough,but as soon as he does something they all run like game. Never knowing if he will burst one day,truly ending the torment he gets for being so mysterious and mellow.

Alas a few months ago the young boy stood up and went to walk to the teacher's desk. The room fell silent and his prowling footsteps could be heard from his light brown loafers. He stared around and smelled a bit as he walked to turn in homework that he would usually do after class.

The bell rang,breaking the startling silence. Everything went back to its old ways,as it was loud again. Byunae went back to his desk and packed his stuff to be on his way to home.

Byunae is truly a black horse of this classroom. Mostly nimble,but in action a true catastrophe mentally and spiritually.

Truly I too am scared of him as well. He looked innocent enough,but I couldn't get myself to ever talk to him ever since that day. Just another flock of the sheep,destined to not be an outsider.

2 months later....

The ditto boy didn't come to school. It's been a week now and the search teams of South Korea are on a look for him ever since. Last seen turning to the right of the light three miles from the middle school.

No evidence could be found,thus he might still be alive. The mysterious boy has been tampered with or lost physically now. A sudden absence or gap in the classroom. Grim in lighting in that part near the corner.

'Where did Ko Byunae go?'

Now even a bigger mystery than the movements of the boy himself.

His parents cried in sorrow and grief. Their son was gone and they couldn't do anything about the situation. Authorities told them that they could find him,while they were just as clueless.

By law,a search warrant could be issued if needed of a missing person. As so,they searched the house. Anywhere to find the poor boy. Hounds sniffing the surrounding areas. No track to be tampered with.

It was a perfect kidnapping. No a escape that one could of dreamed of,come true unhesitatingly.

"I miss Byunae."

"We shouldn't have said those mean things."

"I don't like it when miss calls on me."

"Byunae used to always answer for us."

"I thought he was actually cool,you know"

"We are such assholes."

"I wish we treated him better."

"Byunae,why did you leave us?"

"We all love you."

"Come back."

"Please,just cone back. It's daunting here without you. I just wanted to be friends with you.",I bellow out of me,as I break down in the class bathroom.

I've been here for the past 30 minutes. Each g day out of my time. Wishing to have him here with us all.

It's hard not having a single friend in class. Not even one from this school. Just one from the local pool. The lifeguard's son. A pervert at heart,but too pushy.

I love him and all,but it's just not that nice. To actually get along with someone as quiet as you are. Have a decent conversation for once.

Hear the thoughts lewd within come out. Exposed to every being or just a single person. A new voice thang others ignored,that stayed silent.

'Another reason to my phobia.'