the whole day i was at school...
i couldn't even focus without thinking about him.
"heeseung, you're up! come up and present..."
him. that was him. the boy who did this to me.
he smirked at girls and smiled.
he was a jerk, a rapist.
"so, hello, i am heeseung lee and i major in business.
no, not business. why? why do i have to be with him? i might just leave this school.
"i like to read and eat new foods. i hope to get close to everyone. thank you." he received claps from all around.
"uhm, heeseung, go ahead and pick someone else to go up."
i looked away immediately. i fucking hate him. i am in a troubled state. i can't even be seen today. i just can't.
"you. the pretty girl with the beret. come up." he called me.
"m-me? u-uh yeah..." i got up and my legs hurt so bad. i couldn't even walk properly.
"you need help?" heeseung asked.
"NO! don't touch me!" i said and received stares from everyone in the room.
"okay..." he backed away from.
"so, uhm, my name is skye rossi. i'm korean-italian. i like to sleep and u-uh," i stopped. i felt like my heart was about to burst, my chest was heating up, i couldn't feel anything, my breath was getting faster.
"are you okay, skye?" the teacher asked me.
"u-uh, can i go take a break? i feel like i can't breathe..." i asked him while holding my chest.
"sure, go." he looked at me with a concerned face.
i ran out of the doors.
it was like a weight on my chest.
his disgusting face..
his lies... "likes to read"
no, you like to fuck girls without their permission. weirdo.
"hey! skye! what are you doing out here??" francis asked
"i was gonna, uhm, take a break..." i looked around.
"okay, i was just walking around... that class is so boring!" francis said.
i was listening to him but i saw a familiar face.
he was walking out of school doors. it was that boy in the bathroom. the boy who did nothing for me, he just let it happen.
"uhm, francis, i will see you later... i wanna take a walk outside. bye!" i left.
"bye..." francis said.
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i was following him but i didn't want to keep silent so i grabbed his shoulder.
he was tall...
"you! you were in the school bathroom today! why did you leave me to get raped?! why?!" i yelled at him.
he was looking around because of the stares we were getting.
"raped? you got raped? sorry but that seems like a police matter. i have nothing to do with that" he said coldly. he was like ice, unbreakable.
"you had nothing to do with it? you heard me begging for help! you fucking dipstick!" i yelled at him.
"i heard you calling for help? look at my ears, asshole." he said bluntly.
"you really didn't hear me?" i asked.
"would i be lying?" he lifted an eyebrow.
"okay then, bye..." i teared up.
"wait... come with me." he said after i turned away.
"where are you going?" i asked.
"to the convenience store." he said.
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he was wearing something stylish too! so we looked kinda like a couple.
this is what he was wearing:
"i like your outfit." he said to me.
"thanks. i like yours too."
"who was it? he asked.
but if i told him, maybe he would tell other people.
"i don't know his name, nor do i want to..." my heart fastened.
he patted my back.
i moved his hand away from me..
"my bad...
"no, it's ok. it feels weird, that's all." i said.
we went inside the store and i was hungry. i wanted everything!
"how much money do you have on you?" i asked him.
"why does it matter? get whatever you want." he said coldly...
"ok!" i got up and grabbed 4 drinks, 12 ramen cups, 10 bags of chips, 20 gummy candies, 5 donuts, 3 mozzarella hot dogs and a chicken burger.
"that's all?" he said.
"yeah..." i looked at him.
"do you want more?" he asked.
"nope!" i saw him with only a muffin and a lemonade.
"that's all you got?" i asked.
"yeah... you're a pig." he said.
"hey!" i hit his arm.
"what's your name anyways?" he asked me.
"skye."
"pretty name" he said. i just nodded.
"what's your name?" i asked.
"sunghoon."
something just hit me. i saw that guy. the one i despise. the one who made me like this. broken.
"u-uhm, sunghoon.. can w-we go? i want to go!" i whisper-yelled to him.
"okay..."
"you're total is $15.38, thank you.
"here. let's go...
"hey! pretty girl! i was wondering where you were. you skipped!" heeseung said.
"get away from me!"
"yo! is this your girl?" heeseung asked me.
"i don't know, is she?" he said coldly.
i was hiding behind him...
"dude, you're girl is hot!" heeseung said.
"i know that.... i have a question, pussy..."
"who are you calling "pussy"? heeseung said.
"did you rape her?"
"i didn't rape no one. so back the FUCK away from me.
"i can take her down to the police station and get her a rape kit." sunghoon said.
"rape kit? for what? she wanted it."
he came closer to his face.
"listen, bitch, stay the hell away from her or else. i'm the leader of the boxing team." sunghoon said.
"alright, i'll get away from the hoe" heeseung said.
"hoe? you're the one who raped me, fucking cunt! *slaps heeseung*
"fucking bitch!" heeseung said.
"hey! everyone out of the store! this is not a playground." the manager said.
we all left.
why did sunghoon stand up for me?
was he not just cold?
was he nice?
does he like me?
"don't let him talk to you like that." sunghoon said.
"i can't do anything!" i said.
"then how about we do something? sunghoon said.
"like what? he will keep harassing me! i don't wanna get police involved!" i said.
"how about you learn self-defense?" sunghoon said.
"how does boxing classes sound?" sunghoon asked me.
"boxing classes?" i said.
"boxing classes..." sunghoon said.
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