Ha neul now was sitting down at her desk at school looking outside spacing out.

She actually came to school early today trying to get her thoughts in order. 

The incident with SHINee and B1A4 shook her up all weekend.

She couldn’t help but remember the way those boys held her hostage.

And every time, it would remind her of Woohyun and how he wasn’t there to comfort her.

She felt truly alone the past weekend and had holed herself up in her room, thankfully her stepmom and stepsister were on a spa trip for the week and did not bother her, but it made it worse considering her house was big and she was the only one in it.

The boys consistently contacted her but she would only give them brief answers.

She didn’t want to talk to them at all, the only person she needed at the moment was her real parents and Jae…oppa.

He was unreachable, no matter how many times she called him or texted him she received no reply. Which was unusual because no matter the time or place he would contact her when she contacted him first.

Ha neul glanced at her wrist.

The bruise was still there and very prominent against her pale skin.

She tried to hide it wearing and thick bracelet and constantly pulling her sleeves of her jacket down to her wrist.

It hurt every time she touched it or tried to move it.

She sat staring at her wrist for how long she doesn’t know but apparently long enoug