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you can block me

all you want but

you can't block me

in real life:)

i will not stop

until the moment

i get what i want

bitch istg the countless

number of times that

you change your damn

phone number just to

send me those useless

fucking threats is honestly

driving me insane

what is it that you want?!

what are you even gonna

do huh? i've been waiting

for some deadass shits to

happen but all i see is my

regular normal kinda boring

daily routine of my life

happening right infront

of my eyes and idek what

is actually happening most

of the time so please just

yeet away or get yeeted away

das why puh-lease bark

bark bitch gtfo before

i bite you in the eye

and hiss at you like a

snake and scratch off

your disheveled eyebrows

with my cat paws

mEoW HISSS WOOF

[frowning with annoyance,

hyeji placed her phone in

her blazer pocket before

walking out of her noisy

classroom.]

"oi! where are

you going?"

"somewhere away

from your noisy ass."

"when were we

even noisy???"

"MARK I SWEAR

TO GOD IF YOU

TOUCH MY HAIR

ONE MORE TIME

I'M YEETING YOU

OUT FROM THE

WINDOW!!"

"BUT IT LOOKS SO

GREAT ON YOU!!"

[hyeji gives donghyuck

a ridiculed look, pointing

at mark- who was constantly

brushing his hand through

renjun's newly dyed hair- and

renjun, who was yelling out

loud, irritated.]

[and also to the other students

that were lost in their own

damn world- speaking loudly

like they were the only one

present in the given classroom,

since the teachers were having

a meeting about their upcoming

sports event, they were free.]

"that is 'noisy'."

"oh then can i

come as wel‐"

"no bitch i'm

going to the

toilet."

[hyeji steps out

without much ado.]

"i...just wanted to

make sure to keep

you away from

the bullies...."

[while coming back

from the washroom,

hyeji spots chenle and

jaemin infront of their

lockers, at the end of the

hallways.]

[she sneakily skipped her

way towards them, without

getting noticed but she

instantly stops when she

sees how serious chenle was.]

"jaemin hyung, what

if hyeji likes you??"

[hyeji hides behind

one of the lockers,

close enough to

eavesdrop their

conversation.]

is this kid trying

to expose me?!?!

"what do you mean

by that? what if she

likes me??"

"isn't that what you're

good at?? being charming

and flirty to the point that

almost everyone falls for

you and you don't even

return the same feelings?"

"chenle what's wrong

with you-"

"just answer my

question hyung!

are you going to

do the same to

hyeji as well???"

[hyeji didn't know

how to react.]

he was just pretending

this whole time???

"chenle you don't

even know the real

reason why so stop

blaming me for what

you don't even know."

"i don't know? oh gosh

i'm not a fool hyung.

i know- we know the

kind of person you are."

"you may feel happy

doing all this stuffs

what a playboy would

actually do but this isn't

you, okay?? i don't want

hyeji to get hurt. she is

just like a sister that i

never had but i wish to

have and her falling for

you would be another

game to play with, isn't it?"

a playboy? what.

[hyeji's grip tightens

as she waits for

jaemin to speak- to

clear away her thoughts

rushing with doubts.]

"what if she falls

for me, you asked?

so what? it's her own

loss. not my problem."

"oh."

[her grip loosens.]

what was i even

expecting? someone

like jaemin liking a

girl like me?? not even

in my dreams.

[she silently walks away

with a heavy heart, not

even wanting to listen to

their conversation that

was still going on.]

i guess, what he said

was true afterall. i'm

just a toy to play with.

i just wish to be

truly loved for once.

"just once."

[that is when she knew that

she couldn't bring herself to like

jaemin in that way, in order

to prevent her painful past from

repeating all over again.]

[being welcomed by

the comfort of her

home, she walks

straight into her room.]

"oh! you came early

today. want to have

some tea-"

"i'm not in the

mood right now

mom. i'm sorry."

[she closes the door,

leaving her mom

confused.]

"is she on her

period or what?"

[plopping on her bed,

she stared at her scar

from the 'incident'.]

"i don't know what

to feel. i mean i did

expect this to happen

but not in this way."

[her phone, then rings aloud.]

notifications disabled 🔕

sent you a message.

knee how?

wtf

[decline]

"i'd rather call you

then to ask through

chat soooooo you okay?

you seemed quite off

today....you know??"

"yup i'm definitely

okay?? why do you

even care? didn't you

like used to hate

me alot before??"

"woah woah easy

there. i don't remember

saying that i hated you

even though i may have

acted like a jerk before

but now i'm used to having

you as my noisy friend."

"whatever, i'm fine."

"okay, you're definitely

not okay. need a help?"

"nah i don't need

it anymore. i'll

just go with the flow

until i get a hang of

what i'm feeling right

now so yeah i'm lit."

"you literally sound

like you've woken up

from being in 5 years

of coma and you're

saying that you're lit?!"

"so what am i supposed

to say?? i'm hurt? i'm

broken? i'm lost?? huh?"

"now tell me why

you're feeling this

way miss kwon."

"wow way to go

you tiny hooman.

you just made me

expose myself."

"i'm literally making

that pleading emoji

*chuckles* so tell me."

"no no i'm fine.

i really am. i'm

just tired from

worrying about

jisung, that's all."

"so are we, hyeji."

"but i'm sure he's okay?"

"and your tone

just confirmed

that you aren't."

"okay *coughs*

let's give him

some space and

talk about something

else...."

"something else

like what??"

like us

what the hell

is wrong with

me?!

"uhm....renjun?

you there??"

"oh yeah um..."

i just wanted to let

you know that you're

pretty and just by

seeing you smile, it

makes my day. i feel

more alive and happier.

okay! something is

definitely wrong with me.

"you're ugly."

"oh wow."

"haha."

"that explains why."

"no no no! what i

mean to say is that

you're ugly like a

butterfly...."

"but butterflies are

pretty though."

"exactly!"

"then...are you

calling me pretty?"

"am i?"

"renjun! stop being

so confusing!!"

"okay okay *giggles*

i admit that you're

pretty..."

"if you indeed thought of

me in that way then why

did our friendship have

to start off in a wrong way?

with you hating me for no

reason. you know this thought

still bothers me upto this day

but i chose not to ask you

since we've been getting along

really well. i didn't want to

remind you and then get you

to hating on me again."

"oh my gosh hyeji-ah

i know i was really

rude but it was just

that...i wasn't into

getting close with

girls but as time flew

by, i kind of started

liking you..."

"your friendship

ofcourse."

"i hear lies."

"okay fine! you got

me there. i did hate

you just a little bit

but i got used to

hanging out with

you so we cool now."

"i'd rather be hurt

knowing the truth

than to be happy

listening to lies."

"but hearing you say

that, didn't hurt me in

anyway so we indeed

cool now, i guess."

"and maybe that

is why they say...."

"the more you hate,

the more you love."

"i am not going

to school until

and unless you

break off that

contract dad."

"young man! you

need to learn your

manners!"

"you can't just expect me to

finish highschool and then

get married to someone who

i don't even know. honestly

what the hell is wrong with

the two of you??!"

"park jisung!!"

[all jisung could feel

was anger. he has

had enough of his

parents.]

"mom! don't you get

it?! i don't wish to take

after dad's company!"

"i don't wish to be someone

who i am not so please!!

can't you let me do what

i'm actually interested in?!

i'm not a robot!! i'm a human too!!"

"we are doing this

just for you and is

this how you pay

us back? jisung i'm

really disappointed

right now."

"it's all because of

those spoiled friends

of yours, isn't it? i can't

believe that you are

even starting to raise

your voice against us!"

"they are not spoiled!!!

stop bringing my friends

in this, dad!!"

"i let you hang out

with those friends

of yours since you

wouldn't ever stop

complaining about

how you felt like a

caged bird and is this

what you've learned

from being with them?!"

"atleast they have been

a good friend than you

guys have ever been as

a parent."

[mr. park throws a tight

slap across jisung bruised

cheeks leaving a stinging

pain over it. jisung's eyes

wells up with tears.]

"i have had enough

with this park jisung.

you are going to listen

to me and do as i say."

"honey, let's not ruin

our family over such

a silly reason and just

do as your dad says, hm?"

[jisung chuckles.]

"*scoff* what do you mean

by 'not ruin our family'?"

"isn't it already

ruined??"

"you-"

"dad, aren't you tired

of keeping up with this

fake act of yours??"

"pretending to be a supportive

father and an inspiring person

infront of the public when in

real life, you're just the opposite."

"and mom, aren't you even

tired of doing whatever dad

tells you to do?"

"are you trying to

imply that i'm

being abusive?"

"well, aren't you?"

"you always tell me

to do this and that,

you always try to make

me be the kind of person

that i'm not and i do not

even wish to be."

"you say that you're doing

this for the better of myself?

have you ever considered

if what you're doing for me,

makes me happy or not??"