[CONTENTID1]CHAPTER SEVEN[/CONTENTID1]

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Loud murmurs of the students followed me as I made my way down the hall of the school. They continued to grow louder the closer I got to the classroom. This made me scrunch my face up in distaste.

What was their problem?

"Ah, MiRan! You're here!" yelled out TaeHyung in an exaggerated voice. A voice that was definitely hiding something. Not as if I couldn't tell that he was hiding something by not letting me walk through the doors of the classroom.

"Move." I said with a neutral voice, not hinting at any kind of emotion, even though I had a hunch of what happened.

"No." he stated stubbornly and puffed his cheeks out, shaking his head like a little child.

"Kim TaeHyung..." I sighed and was about to say more but hadn't had the chance to as the familiar face of Min YoonGi appeared from behind TaeHyung. He quickly spun me around by the shoulders and pushed me away from the classroom.

To my own surprise, I did not struggle. Not at all. I simply gave in to the boy who was shoving me, to what seemed like, the nurse's office. "She's sick." he murmured to the nurse as we entered his destination.

The older woman's eyes widened as she sprung up from her chair. "Stomach? Head? Something else?" she asked while rummaging through the cabinets filled with medicine.

"I'm not ill." I grumbled and sat down on one of the beds in the office.

She stopped what she was doing and turned to face us. Her face instantly wore a mask of suspicion as she eyed YoonGi. "Then what are you doing here? You're going to be late for class." she scolded, turning back to sit on her chair. "And if you guys think that I'm simply going to let you stay here, you're wrong." she blunted out, now facing her load of work and not sparing us a glance.

"Just for a couple of minutes will be enough." YoonGi defended, looking extremely bored, though a new kind of emotion was registered in his eyes. It made me frown in response to that new emotion.

Surely whatever was done in class couldn't be that bad, right?

The nurse stopped her work for barely a second and turned her head to glance at me over her shoulder. When she met eyes with me, she sighed and shrugged, only saying, "Don't tell anyone that I let you be late for class." and thus she started on her work again.

YoonGi sighed quietly and turned to face the window. All the while not saying a word to me. "You're not going to shine any light upon me, right?" I breathed out, while facing the opposite direction from him.

"No." he mumbled back, sitting down on the same bed that I was sitting on. "And I honestly have no idea what you did to deserve that, too." he mumbled, now using even quieter tone of voice than previously. I was barely able to catch that.

"My personality's not the most lovable." I stated bluntly and closed my eyes in small annoyance. "As much as I try to avoid people, as much as I try blending in... As much as I want to be a bystander... It never works."

"Maybe you should change the way you view things." he reasoned, his gaze staring into nothing in particular.

"I don't want to." was my response.

"Why?"

"Because people hurt others easily. You can't trust anyone in this world, but yourself." there was a moment of silence after I stated my point of view, and after a couple of such silent seconds, YoonGi laughed with disbelief.

"I never thought that you were stupid, MiRan. Your grades were always good, and you talked smart. But what you just said made no absolute sense." YoonGi proclaimed after he stopped laughing. "I truly cannot believe you."

I sighed and bit my lip. "If you never experienced betrayal the hard way, please keep your comments to yourself, YoonGi." I breathed out and stood up to leave the nurse's office.

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