[Jieun’s POV]

     After Jiyeon listened to the story, her eyes widened and then she pulled me into a hug.

     “It’s okay. He doesn’t remember you anyway.”

     “He will,” I insisted. “One day or another he will find out it’s me.”

     “He won’t. You say that Wooyoung likes you, right?”

     I nodded, then felt another teardrop roll down my face.

     “Simple. Be his girlfriend,” Jiyeon concluded confidently.

     I stared at her.

     “What? Wouldn’t that make it any worse?” I started fiddling with my fingers, a bad habit which happens everytime I was nervous.

     “I think,” Jiyeon said softly. “If he really likes you, he wouldn’t be as angry.”

     “But… if he knew that someone so close to him was his mother’s murderer, he’ll be even more angry!”

     Jiyeon thought for a moment. She knew that what I said was true, but didn’t want to make me even more upset. Sometimes I wonder why I was so lucky to have a friend like Jiyeon…

     “It will work,” Jiyeon reassured me again. Then she pulled me into a hug again. “It will,”

     For minutes we sat there hugging each other until I realized it wasn’t raining anymore.

     Wait… it still was.

     But why aren’t we getting wet?

     Both of us looked up… and we saw an umbrella above our heads… and the owner of the umbrella was drenched.

     “Yah, Jaejin-yah!” Jiyeon shouted.

     He ignored her. Then Jiyeon pulled on his pants.

     “Yah! What was that for?” Jaejin shouted loudly.

     “Why are you all wet?”

     “What?” He said in an abnormally loud voice. Jiyeon sighed, then pointed at her ears. Jaejin automatically pulled off his headphones.

     “Why are you all wet?” Jiyeon tried again.

     “Because the umbrella was over you two?”

     Jiyeon rolled her eyes and Jaejin grinned.

     And I found myself wondering… why can’t my life be as nice as theirs?

***

     “Why isn’t this working?” I grumbled with frustration as I poked repeatedly at my phone screen. Just when I needed it most, it died on me. Feeling really angry, I tossed my phone at the wall. It smashed against the wall, and parts of the phone slowly fell onto the ground, lifeless and useless.

     It was then I realized what I did.

     Now I’m left with no phone.

     I scowled.

***

     I went to school the next day feeling especially guilty and wearing a permanent frown on my face.

     Nobody seemed to notice except Jiyeon. The teacher droned on and on about some formula thingy, which couldn’t fit itself into my head and stay there.

     “Lee Jieun!”

     Almost half the class heard that, and oddly enough the teacher didn’t. Everyone turned their heads toward the source of the whisper.

     “Lee Jieun!” Wooyoung’s head popped up. This time, the teacher heard, and she looked at the window. Immediately, Wooyoung shot down. The teacher stared suspiciously at the window for a few seconds before turning back to the board and continued writing down whatever formula she was writing. Wooyoung’s head reappeared again… and that silly smile of his unconsciously put a smile on my face.

     What’s wrong with you pabo! You killed his mom and now you’re smiling?

     The smile disappeared from my face. Wooyoung’s smile dropped when mine disappeared, but his smile returned quicker than ever.

     Come out now, he mouthed.

     “Seonsaengnim,” I raised my hand. The female teacher turned around, then nodded slightly.

     “I have a family emergency. I need to go home now.” I could feel the entire class rolling their eyes at me, I had used that excuse once, and this was the very same teacher I had used it on.

     Would it work this time?

     “May I know, what sort of family emergency is it this time?” The teacher asked irritably.

     “My goldfish died.”

     The entire class burst out in laughter, even the corners of the teacher’s lips tilted upwards in slight amusement.

     “I’m sure that doesn’t count as much of an emergency, Miss Lee Jieun.”

     “But that goldfish has been with me since I don’t know when, I need to attend his funeral…”

     “You bury your fish?” Someone blurted out, then the whole class burst into laughter again.

     I shifted uneasily, trying to get the teacher to look in my eyes, but she kept avoiding it. She knew that if she looked into my eyes the puppy eyes would virtually kill her and she would agree, but as a teacher, this would be wrong.

     How could it be so hard to just get out of class?

     I closed my eyes and let myself fall onto the ground.

***

     I felt a pair of strong arms pick me up and start walking. Then, thinking it was safe, I peeked open one eye.

     Wooyoung.

     “You can put me down now,” I said. Wooyoung’s head snapped down, looking at me and for a moment I saw concern on his face until he realized something.

     “Did you really faint or was it just an act?”

     “I was acting…Put me down now.”

     “No.”

     “Put me down now.”

     “Not unless you agree to be my girlfriend.”

     “I… Jang Wooyoung, seriously.”

     “I’m serious.”

     “Fine! I’ll be your girlfriend if you put me down.”

     Wooyoung’s smile was so bright that my guilt almost killed me. Then he let go of me and let me fall on the ground, hard. I winced in pain and when I looked up at his happy expression…for one moment all the guilt disappeared.

     Then it came back.

     I was just his girlfriend only because I felt guilty that I killed his mother…right?

[Krystal’s POV]

     All I could say is that, news travels fast. It didn’t take long for me to find out that they were together.

     Finally now I could really execute my plan. Suddenly thinking of the past, I subconsciously crushed the paper I was holding in my hand.

     Lee Jieun, you will be as crushed as this paper when I get to you. I let the paper fall onto the ground and roll away, gently opening itself in the wind. It’s okay, I don’t need that, when I have so many other copies of it.

[Nobody’s POV]

     The ball of newspaper slowly rolled away from where Krystal dropped it, led by a gentle wind, unrolling itself as it went. The print was faded, but the words were still clear and legible.

     “Fatal accident takes away the mother of two children…”

     The newspaper began flying slightly, boosted by the winds that grew stronger.

     “Choi Jaekyung, 30, was hit by a lorry when she tried to save a girl, Lee Jieun, 10, from the fate that she had met. The accident was fatal, leaving behind two orphaned children, Choi Wooyoung, 10, and Choi Soojung, 8. The two orphaned children have been settled at an orphanage, interested adopters please call…”

     The course of the newspaper abruptly stopped when it hit someone, who peeled the newspaper off her face, and reading the headlines, dropped it in shock.

     It was coming back to haunt her, after all those years…

A/N: Don't remind me how long I haven't been updating, for a few centuries I guess? Sorry >.<

I have just gotten the confirmation that I would be overseas from 3rd December till 24th, so I will try to update as much as I can during this period of time... and I hope you guys continue to stay with this story even when I'm not there, until I'm back, arasseo? XD Don't worry I'll write as much as I can when I'm overseas, so when I'm back, I dunno, probably can update more than 5 times a day? Mollayo~ All I'm hoping is that I won't lose subscribers when I'm away or people would stop commenting... promise me that you'll stay with this story till the end, please? XD

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