The whole next day (Monday) went like hell...
I woke up with a painful headache and was late in class because I slept in. Seriously why didn't Wooyoung wake me?
All of my make-up was smudged and the clothes from the evening before smelt disgusting.
Actually I couldn't even remember how I got back to the dorms nor what happened after I danced together with Seonghwa.
Did I even want to know?
Maybe... but therefore I'd have to ask my friends or Wooyoung who might have been awake when I got back last night.
So right now in third class when I sat next to Mingi, I didn't hestitate and asked the half-asleep boy.
"Do you know who brought me back last night?" I whispered so the teacher wouldn't hear us and the red haired boy slowly opened his eyes and held his head.
"How am I supposed to know? Last time I saw you some black haired dude pulled you through the crowd."
"Do we know him? Who was it?"
I hesitantly asked fearing that I did something embarrasing that I'd regret again.
"I dunno... can't remember." Mingi sighed and fell back asleep on his text books. Well great... I guess I needed to ask someone else.
A bit later in the hallways I spotted Wooyoung walking with some other students and quickly ran up to the purple haired boy.
"Hey, Woo! Do you-" I tried to get his attention but he just kept walking, ignoring me completely.
"Oh..."
Did he not see me? No, he had ignored me on purpose but what did I do wrong? Damn could someone please tell me what happened last ni-
"San!" I heard a familiar voice comming from behind me and turned around to face Yeosang and Seonghwa comming in my direction.
"Oh guys. I've been searching for you. Do you know what happened last night?"
Both of them gave each other a knowing look.
"Guys... tell me."
"Erm... so" Seonghwa started and I could see that he was trying to suppress a grin. "We were dancing but then someone pulled you away. I had no idea who it was so I just kept having fun."
Yeosang joined his friend. "Yeah anyways, a bit later I saw Wooyoung dragging you to the entrance and oh boy he looked furious. I have no idea what you did but it seemed to be serious.
Later that day, that rich boy Jackson Wang was found unconscious and injured on the floor and Jongho told us that he had seen him with you before." he excidetly told me and in my mind I thought of the worst scenarios. Did I accidently tell Jackson something about Wooyoung? Was that the reason he might have beaten him up? And why was he ignoring me?
Maybe I should ask that Jackson guy. After all the chance that I was responsible for his injuries was very high. Actually I never talked to him before and barrely knew how he looked like.
"Oh god... who exactly is Jackson Wang?"
Seonghwa gave me a worried look.
"His father is the CEO of one of the biggest companies in Seoul and his mother is an actress. Seriously San, don't mess with him... apparently he is aggressive and always gets what he wants. I can only hope you and Wooyoung are not involved in this."
Oh... so Jackson was that kind of person. Shit.
"As long as I don't see him in the hallways I'm safe I guess... and about Wooyoung. I think he is ignoring me so maybe you are right and I really did something to make him angry."
I sadly said while we made our way to the next class.
Yeosang patted my back "Nahh, I don't think he'll be angry at you for long."
But what Yeosang said wasn't reality.
For 3 days Wooyoung had been ignoring and avoiding me as much as possible. Even when we were having lunch he sat on the chair on the opposite side and only talked with the others. Everytime I tried to ask him, he didn't give me an answer and did pretend to be busy researching about something on the internet so I thoungt maybe waiting until he'd drop his act was the best idea. What the hell did I do wrong?
I talked to Seonghwa about it a lot and he had told me to not give up on getting closer to him and under all circumstances stop Wooyoung if he is trying to kill someone again. It was our goal to make him trust us and learn that there are other ways to solve his problems. Sadly with the situation we were in, it had become difficult.
Triggering his attention wouldn't help me because then he'd be angrier than he already was so right now I could only hope he'd stop by himself.
Lost in thoughts I walked through an empty hallway in the school building. It was already evening but because I had forgotten one of my text books I needed to go back to grab it.
The thoughts in my head were too loud so I didn't realize that a group of people was comming in my direction and suddenly I bumbed into a tall blackhaired male.
"Oh I'm sorry I wasn't looki-" I excused myself but when I saw the man's face I stopped mid sentence.
I knew him, so that was Jackson Wang... and his gang of arrogantly looking idiots.
"Hello again... San." He greeted with a scary grin and took a step closer making me take a step back.
That was when I noticed his bruises and a bandage around his wrist.
"Listen, I can't remember anything that happened at the party on Sunday and if I did something wrong I am really really sorry but I gotta go now." I quickly mumbled and turned on my heal to run away but Jackson was fast enough to grab my arm and push me against a locker making me drop my book. His 'friends' were surrounding us with a little distance and slowly I started realizing that this was serious.
"This time none of your friends will interrupt us having fun, Sannie. But this time I won't go easy on you."
Jackson aggressively rammed his knee in my stomach and I growled and bowed down because of the pain but he harshly grabbed my hair to pull me up again.
"I heard you survived an encouter with the famous killer in the news so I guess you'll be able to endure this." he shrugged, still a grin on his face and pinned my wristes on the wall before forcefully pressing his lips on mine, not even leaving me a chance to answer.
What the actual fuck. This was disgusting! I didn't want this!
I pressed my lips together in order to stop him but that only caused the boy to get more angry and he let his nails sink into my skin. I suppressed a scream but he continued making the pain worse.
Why was there no one around?!
"HELP!" I yelled but that wasn't a good idea because as soon as I did that Jackson slid his tongue inside my mouth almost making me vomit.
"Jackson! There is someone!" One of the others said and in the corner of my eye I could see... Wooyoung!
A creepy smile was plastered on his face... he was about to kill.
"You again?" The black haired boy laughed. "What are you gonna do now, huh? Piss off already."
The psychopath started laughing at his comment but suddenly his expression went serious.
"I told you to keep your dirty hands away from him one time and even spared your life... but my patience came to an end." he coldly said and with a quick jump kicked one of the others' side making him crash with the wall and fall on the floor unconscious.
"Guys, get him!" Jackson yelled and tightly grabbed my arms to drag me with him.
"I think we're gonna continue this somewhere else."
Nonono, I would never let him do that and worse... if I didn't stop Wooyoung everyone in this hallway would be dead in a few minutes... well except for me of course.
"Wooyoung NO!" I yelled but the boy just continued to knock out one after another.
"Jackson, he's gonna kill them!" I yelled but he didn't seem to be bothered a bit.
"Ahhh!" We heard a scream making him finally turn around. Two of Jackson's friends had pulled out a knife and were cornering Wooyoung who didn't hestitate and beat one of them up after stealing his weapon.
"Shit" Jackson hissed.
"Mark, don't go easy on him! Kill him!!" he yelled and the other weaponed boy faced the laughing psychopath that flipped the small knife in his hand.
Shit! They didn't stand a chance against him!
I wouldn't let him start killing again
With all the strength I could afford I stepped on Jackson's foot and was able to free myself in the same moment when both weaponed boys did their attack.
With a disgusting sound the knifes stabbed through a body... my body.
"Fuck" I groaned in pain and fell on my knees between Wooyoung and Mark with two knifes sticking out of my chest and back. Deathly silence filled the hallway except for my blood dripping on the floor.
Making eye contact with the purple haired boy infront of me I noticed his shocked and... scared expression? I've never seen this. I mean, he did know that I would heal quickly so why be worried?
"Shit." Jacksons terrified voice broke the silence and he grabbed his paralized friend's arm to run away.
"This is your fault!" he hissed at Wooyoung who didn't pay attention to him.
"Pull it... out." I hissed while heavily breathing and collapsed on the floor.
Woo didn't hestitate and pulled Mark's knife that was still sticking out of my back out making me groan in pain again.
"Man, I shouldn't... have done this." I said and tried to sit up while the wounds were quickly disappearing along with the pain.
"Why did you do it in the first place, idiot?!" Wooyoung yelled at me and I was surprised by his sudden anger.
Slowly both of us got up.
He didn't have the right to be angry without explaining the reason.
"Why I did it? Because you were about to kill him Woyooung! What do you think would have happened after that? I get that you planned most of your murders but with that one you wouldn't have gotten away and probably be injured on top of that!"
I yelled at him causing him to stumble back until he bumbed into the lockers.
This idiot had been ignoring me for almost one week and the frustration and confusion took over my actions.
"Damn who even cares..." I continued.
"I made efforts to be friends with you Wooyoung, I've been trying to gain your trust so tell me: why did you ignore me the whole week, huh?!"
I shouted and grabbed his collar.
"Why can't you just tell me what I did wrong and let me help you with whatever plan you have?!"
I couldn't see the purple haired boy's eyes that were covered under his bangs because his head was lowered.
"You did nothing wrong, San." he whispered and aggressively grabbed my hand that was pushing him against the lockers.
"It is yourself that is annoying me."
he coldly said and before I could ask what he meant with that he had harshly pushed me down on the floor, bis body hovering over mine.
"Wh-"
"It's you San! You showed up in my life out of nothing and bring all my plans in disorder." he yelled and both my arms were in his grip. "Unfortunately I can't kill you so I'm stuck with your damn self. But its not only that. You're messing with my head San! Everytime I look at you I feel weird on the inside and I don't know what this is but it makes me weak. I tried ignoring it but then I saw you making out with that bastard and immediatly felt like killing. Don't say that this is my fault. It is yours!"
I was shocked by his words but also felt offended.
"It's not my fault that you can't manage your own life!" I yelled at him and pushed the boy of to stand up and rush in direction of the dorm again. Wooyoung was right next to me.
"It is your fault! It wasn't me who asked for weird things when you were drunk that night!"
he defended himself and I got really curious what he meant with that but tried to not show it while walking up the stairs.
"I have no idea what you're talking about so shut the fuck up!"
The hallway went quite and I opened the front door of our room not expecting Wooyoung to actually stay quiet.
"So you finally understood that you are wrong?" I turned around and asked but the other's angry expression hadn't changed.
"So you forgot what you asked me?" his tensed voice sounded through the room and he took a step closer.
"How about you tell me what it was so I can tell you that I didn't mean it?" I suggested and also took a step in his direction, not breaking eye contact.
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