《Traces Of Time [GG ONESHOTS]》Soyeon
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Genre: fluff, a bit of smut
Type: gxg
Title: My bully, my enemy
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Lights flickering, cars honking,all of this happening in a rough neighbourhood which y/n lived in. Y/n trudged down the road on her way to school.
She barely likes going to school.
There was this one girl. Extremely mean!
Jeon Soyoung?
No. Jeon Soyeon.
Y/n shuddered at the thought of that name.
It was raining and y/n felt even more depressed. She took out her phone and took a picture.
She posted it on instagram.
She sighed
She sighed and put her phone back into her pocket.
Yes, she was insta famous. But in school, it was a whole other story. She approached her locker and took out her books.
She scrolled through her instagram comments and smiled. She loved her supporters.
She was verified on Instagram despite only having 10k followers.
Interesting.
"Y/n...."
Well fuck. Jeon Soyeon was here.
"A-annyeong sunbaenim. Please excuse me for I have to go to class"
"Nuh uh. Y/n."
"Ugh..."
"What? Say that again"
"Nah." Y/n stormed past Soyeon and went to class.
Soyeon was paralyzed. She had never met someone who stood up for themself. She smirked to herself and plotted something.
'Maybe...' soyeon thought. She let her mind wander wherever.
Suddenly, a voice spoke at her from behind
"Ms Jeon. Why are you not in class"
Soyeon spun around only to see the principal standing there. Soyeon stood firm and smirked.
"Cause I dont wanna go to class Ms Kim."
The principal glared at the girl.
"Detention. I dont wanna hear it."
Soyeon sighed and went to class.
She ignored the teacher and sat in her seat. Y/N was next to her.
Soyeon glared at the girl and smirked.
Soyeon quickly threw a paper at Y/n.
Y/n glared at soyeon.
Soyeon did it continuously.
"YAH! STOP IT." Y/n shouted. She covered her mouth and sat back down.
"Y/n, what was that?"
"Soyeon kept throwing pieces of papers at me. I got annoyed.죄송합니다 선생님!" The teacher nodded his head.
"Alright, that's probably t..true so...I'll let you off..."
Y/n sat back down and glared at soyeon.
Soyeon grumbled and put her head on the desk.
"Y/n, soyeon, please see me after class."
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The bell rang and all the students ran out of class for lunch. Except for y/n and soyeon.
"Yea?"
"Soyeon. Your grades are bad. You have to improve. I'm getting a tutor for you. I heard Y/n had a sister who could tutor you, right y/n?"
"Yes, but there is one problem. My sister is overseas"
The teacher smacked his head and sighed.
"Well, Y/n.you have excellent grades, maybe you could tutor her? Or get someone else."
Y/n gasped.
"I'm getting someone else"
Soyeon slouched.
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"Nah, you can tutor me. I wanna kill you after what you did to me today" soyeon whispered that last part
"Well then. Y/n you will be Soyeons tutor for the semester. I suggest you begin lesson, I heard Soyeon had detention. It's a good time to get started. I'll contact the detention teacher about this"
Y/n nodded.
"Come on."
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"So, if you take the diameter and times pi you would get the circumference. How do you not know this Soyeon. We learnt this when we were 12."
"Well I'm sorry I cant remember things."
"I'm bored."
"Honestly Soyeon. Your a lost cause."
"Yah~ Please...." soyeon pleaded.
"No."
Soyeons anger rised. She snapped, she walked towards the girl and pinned her to the wall. She balled her fist.
"Listen y/n, sit the fuck down and tutor me. I need my fucking grades up. Before I punch you."
Y/n shuddered.
"Punch me. I dare you. In front of all these people."
Soyeon screamed internally.
She punched the girl in the stomach and went to their seat.
Y/n was unphased from that. She got punched every day. She really didnt care.
"So......The = π x the diameter of the . Simply divide the by π and you will have the length of the diameter. The diameter is just the radius times two, so divide the diameter by two and you will have the radius of the circle"
Soyeon was rapidly taking down notes.
"Never seen you this focused in your studies Soyeon sunbaenim."
"Why call me sunbaenim?"
"Your older than me..."
"Right you skipped a grade."
"Alright,let's take a break."
Soyeon smiled.
They conversed for awhile before heading back to class.
Y/n and Soyeon honestly clicked. Y/N always thought of Soyeon as a jerk. A person to not trust. But now, this moment shed a different light on Soyeon. She now thought of Soyeon as a person who was hard on the outside but fragile on the inside.
"Soyeon sunabe-"
" Cut it with the honorifics, I feel old. Call me Unnie!" Soyeon gave Y/n her gummy smile.
y/n giggled and nodded.
"Arraeso, Unnie~" Y/n smiled before heading to class.
Soyeon felt light headed. She had butterflies in her stomach, she felt blood rush to her face.
She sighed and went to the garden where she usually vented out her frustration.
But this time, she went there to admire its beauty, and what it had to offer.
Soyeon looked around, taking in all the scenery.
"Mianhae...I've always shouted here. I should probably admire the beauty of you more..." Soyeon guiltily said.
Soyeon continued walking down the pathway to find herself at the end of the garden, where there was a swing.
Soyeon went up to it and began swinging back and forth, occasionally having a gust of wind brush past her cheeks. In a blink of an eye, the bell rang.
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Soyeon got off the swing and took her bag, she headed towards the exit.
she was halted by the sound of a screaming voice. It sounded like... like...
Y/N!!
Soyeon rushed towards the sound, shoving past the wave of students running the opposite direction of her. All of them ignoring the sound.
"YAH! KIM Y/N! DON'T MOVE IT WON'T HURT" Soyeon heard a male guy scream.
She ran faster, then, she peered through the window of the door.
She gasped. The guy was....holding a knife. He was...hurting y/n.
Soyeon gasped. Her eyes got teary. She wiped the tears away and forced herself to stay strong.
She couldn't wait any longer.
She took out her phone and quickly slipped it in the locker across the room and ran in, she busted the door open.
"YAH! J...e..on Jung..kook?!"
"So-Soyeon?!"
"Why would you do this Oppa?" Soyeon croaked.
Anger flared in Soyeon's eyes, telling the guy to back off.
Jungkook fled the scene leaving his bloody knife behind.
y/n looked weak.
Soyeon grabbed y/n and her phone and ran towards her car.
She drove to the hospital as quick as possible making sure y/n was okay.
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"Hi, please, can you help her??"
"Oh my..." The nurse said. She pulled the stretcher and brought Y/n into the ER.
Soyeon heard chattering behind the door. She could hear the doctors and nurses getting ready. Someone said operation.
Soyeon's eyes filled with tears. She began bawling her eye out.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Namjoon"
"A..annye-annyeong...''
"Just asking, are you her relative or friend, or maybe her girlfriend?"
"Her friend, just..friend.." Soyeon sighed
"Well, your friend is in a stable condition. She will be going to the operation room to get stitches. I'm just curious, do you know what happened?"
"Well...in short she got...hurt by a former friend of mine. Now enemy. His name in Jeon Jungkook."
The doctor eyes the girl and smiled.
"Well. Your friend is okay. You can visit her tomorrow once we are done with her stitching of wounds."
Soyeon smiled and skipped out of the hospital.
She went all the way to the police station and showed them the recording. Even going as far as writing the situation down by hand. Every detail and his name.
Soyeon wouldn't do this if it were a normal person.
Only if it was "Y/n"...
Soyeon went home happy.
Happy she would get to see y/n the next day. Happy y/n would be okay.
Happy she was able to get the guy that hurt y/n into trouble.
Happy because of....
Y/n.
Soyeon knew, deep down inside of her... she had feelings for y/n.
She wanted to confess. But was scared. She wanted to show her love. But covered it up
After all they just became friends...
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The next day... soyeon skipped school to visit y/n.
She walked up to the nurse and asked for the room number.
245
She headed in there.
She saw y/n. She was stable. She was fine. But the scars were visible.
Soyeon smiled and let her tears roll down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry I couldnt be there sooner. "
"Its...fine soyeon..."
Soyeon jumped.
"Y/n? You're awake?"
"Yes...unnie"
"Thank god. You're okay!"
"Thank you soyeon. You saved me from potential death."
"Thank you y/n."
"What?"
"Thank you." Soyeon passed y/n a note and a teddy bear. She then went out of the room and headed home.
Y/n read the note.
'Dear y/n,
I know...I've been your bully for awhile.
But the past few days were like...everything to me.
My love for you is sincere, you showed me kindness. Forgiveness. Generosity. Happiness. And got rid of my loneliness.
You have given me so much these past few days. I'm sorry I couldn't be there sooner. I had to witness it all.
I'm sorry, your beauty has been scared on the outside.
But, your beauty inside is far greater. I love you y/n.
I'm sorry. You probably wont like me back. Nor even have an ounce of love for me for what I have put you through.
I understand.
~Soyeon'
Y/n clutched the teddy bear. She smiled at the note.
She took out her phone and decided to message soyeon to come to the hospital to meet her.
Soyeon arrived 10 minutes later.
"Y..yea y/n?"
"Come here"
Soyeon came closer to y/n.
Y/n pulled soyeon down and planted a kiss on soyeon's lips.
"I love you too...my bully.."
"Really?"
"Yes..soyeon...yes I do...
"You know, I use to think you were heartless. I used to think you were, just evil. Mean. A backstabber.
But, I have seen the true you. The one that shines brighter than any stars up there soyeon.
And the amount of stars up there is how much I love you. Its infinity soyeon. I love you. I have fallen for you."
Soyeon smiled widely and hugged y/n lightly.
"You know, once your out of here. I'm gonna bring you, no...us on a date."
"Really?" Y/n blushed and smiled.
Soyeon nodded. She then sat beside y/n.
"Soyeon?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you sing?"
"I....could ty and sing for you"
Y/n smiled and nodded
"Little do you know
How I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece
Little do you know
I need a little more time
Underneath it all I'm held captive by the hole inside
I've been holding back
For the fear that you might change your mind
I'm ready to forgive you, but forgetting is a harder fight
Little do you know
I need a little more time"
Y/n gazed at her girlfriend in awe.
She smiled at soyeon.
"Your great"
"Thank you, babe"
Y/n blushed
"I didnt think I would have fallen for "
"I didnt think i would fall for "
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