I was able to finish my first day of university, although I did not make any new friends. I wandered through the halls even though most students had gone home, making my way to the music club room. After softly knocking, I slowly pulled of the door and was greeted with emptiness. I frowned, taking a step deeper into the room and noticed a stack of blank application papers sitting on top of a black grand piano. Tilting my head, I reached out to grab one only inches away, jumping in fright when a voice suddenly sounded behind me, “What are you doing here?”
     I spun, my eyes wide with surprise, “Oh, you!”
     Baekhyun stared me down, his left eyebrow raised as he questioned me, his eyes blankly piercing my own.

     “O-oh, umm,” I broke the silent atmosphere, taking a step back as he was too close for comfort, my gaze meeting the tiled floor, “I wanted to apply..”
     My heart felt a hundred times heavier and I felt like hiding in a hole, the moment I heard Baekhyun’s booming laughter. It wasn’t gleeful, lighthearted, laughter like most people produce but mocking, ice cold laughter. The kind of judgmental laughter that makes you feel foolish and worthless.
     “You?” Baekhyun spoke, his voice dull, his cold eyes looking me up and down with a frown, “You really think you have any ounce of musical talent?”
     Caught off guard my eyes enlarged, meeting his own yet I was unable to retaliate with any words of my own. Baekhyun smirked, apparently glad with my reaction, opening the cover of the grand piano and calmly taking a seat at the piano bench.
     “Well then, let’s hear something,” Baekhyun played a simple tune waiting for me to sing, raising his brows while I stood rooted to my spot. My shoulders began to tremble, and my eyes just couldn’t seem to leave the black and white tiled floor no matter how much I willed them to.
     “I guess you really are not that great,” the tune of the piano ceased and my classmate turned to look at me impassively.
     I turned to face him directly, squeezing out the words I held within with my hands tensed up tightly into fists, “Forget it y-you jerk!” I quickly raced out of the room, away from Baekhyun’s never ending mocking laughter that rang throughout my ears.

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     I woke up early for school the next day, packing myself kimbap, for lunch and all my necessary textbooks in my bag.  I was out the door after double checking my outfit in the mirror once more which consisted of a white flowy loose blouse, bright yellow dotted shorts, and my dark brown hair let loose. I ignored a certain someone throughout my entire psychology class. Focusing on the lesson Mrs. Shin was teaching about memory and how the brain retained it. Class was finished befo