《✓ fangs || yang jungwon》007
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"If only I could give up this job..." I muttered, looking around, as I walked through the empty school halls.
Of course, I had to stay longer to fulfil some of my duties again and somehow they've been piling up for a while now.
This crappy school can't take care of their own problems, making the students take over them one by one.
I can't wait to finally get out of here.
"Yeah, I'm not going to wait for you." Youngmin casually replied to me over the phone, as I audibly gasped, "I already went home."
"What do you mean?!"
"I'm busy."
"So what?!"
"Eunji, go to the nurse's office, replace the band-aids and get over with it." Youngmin spoke nonchalantly, making me deliberate if my dear friend actually had a filter for her words or not, "It's not like you were forced to do this. And it doesn't even take that long."
"Alright. Fine." I gave up and was about to hang up my phone, "Fuck you."
"You too."
And that's how I was left alone.
My hands were now packed with bandaids and a few ice packs, as I started walking towards the nurse's office.
It wasn't too far, but since I was on my own and it was quiet, I started rethinking my whole life in the short span of time I spent walking.
Never in my whole life I have been this confused before.
How did me and Jungwon have way more interactions right now than we had the past 3 years?
And on top of that we were not getting along AT ALL.
"You seriously are so dumb." I groaned, deciding to stop at a nearby classroom door and slam my head right into it.
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Why was I pushing him away and avoiding him, when in fact I've been waiting for ages for him to finally talk to me?
Weren't I supposed to take this chance and get closer to him? Why were we arguing every time we crossed paths?
"Seriously what are you doing, Eunji?!" I shut my eyes close and cringed at myself, while stuffing the utensils and bandaids and whatever that was in my hands into the small storage in the nurse's office, before closing it with a loud thud.
Who in the lord's name would push away the person they like? Was I actually nuts? Do I need to get myself checked?
Trying to pull out every single strand of hair, I sighed deeply.
"Collect yourself, Eunji. There's no need to freak out like this." My attempt to calm myself down was miserable, as I took a deep breathe, leaning against a random door of some random classroom.
I didn't hate myself.
Most of the time at least.
I just hated that stubborn part of me.
I hated how easily I got irritated and how I took everything personally.
I didn't want people to walk all over me.
I wanted to be strong.
But sometimes that strength turned into one of my weaknesses.
"I wish I didn't inherit mom's huge pride, but her brain instead." I spoke to myself, despite how insane I might have seemed to other people.
A loud thud snapped me out of my thought and made me spin around immediately, looking around. What was that?
"Hello?" I called, trying to calm down, as I tried to find the source of the sound unsuccessfully, "Is someone there?" No answer.
I guess I was imagining things again.
Shrugging it off, I turned ahead and walked home.
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Jungwon held his chest, hiding behind the lockers, as the small smile on his lips remained.
How would Eunji react when she found out that Jungwon had watched her the whole time ever since she started walking back from the Nurse's office?
He wasn't purposely trying to watch her, but coincidentally the door of the classroom she slammed her head into and the one she leaned against was the classroom Jungwon was in.
He was startled at first, but of course he was concerned for Eunji and tried to approach her raged self and ask her if she was alright.
At the end of the day he was too afraid to, because it seemed like she was too immersed in her thoughts, so he ended up making sure she wouldn't hurt herself again by watching her from afar.
"Thank god, she didn't catch me." Jungwon breathed out in relief, glancing around the corner, as the blush on his usually pale skin deepened.
The boy knew how weird it was of him to watch her without her knowing, but he was just too afraid to talk to her after everything he had done and said to her.
But he couldn't deny how ridiculous she looked while staggering along the hallways, freaking out and getting worked up about whatever she was thinking about.
"Cute." Jungwon chuckled quietly, his smile turning into a slight grin. Seeing her being not her usual confident and angry self, he couldn't help but be amused.
Finally stepping out of his hideout, his smile faded when he spotted an unfamiliar figure standing not far from him, hiding the same way as he was.
The stranger seemed alarmed and Jungwon could have sworn he would have gotten caught if he wasn't light on his feet, swiftly hiding behind the corner again.
Jungwon's eyes widened.
The locker the stranger was standing at was Eunji's.
And the clothes the stranger took out after opening the locker were Eunjis' as well.
"What the fuck?" Jungwon spoke under his breathe, but the stranger caught him, immediately running away.
That's weird. He thought, but eventually exited the school as well, the weird feeling not leaving him.
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