Remember that one person I hate? The one person I mentioned before, that I didn't want to see or hear from again?

Looks like I have to face that person again.

*

I was at my dorm-room, preparing my stuff so that I could head to the library to study for a test. I grabbed my bag and was exiting the dorms to walk to the school compound when I heard Jisoo call my name.

Smiling, I looked up and saw Jisoo waving at me from the front gate of the school. I waved back, only to have it die down when I saw who was behind him.

"This lady here says she knows you," he walked towards me. He gave me a slight hug but I stayed unmoving as I stared at the woman.

Jisoo leaned away, arranging my hair as he continued his sentence. "She asked me if I knew who you were and asked me to bring her to see you."

"I don't know her," I stated abruptly.

"Of course you do," the woman chuckled before turning to Jisoo. "Thank you for bringing me to see her. I have something to tell her."

I shook my head, holding onto Jisoo's arm but the woman kept telling him that she had something to tell me. She was persistent, the tone in her voice showed that she wanted him to leave us alone.

Jisoo pulled me to him, "If anything happens, call me."

I grabbed onto his hand, not wanting to let go, but that woman broke my hold and held my hand instead, pulling me away.

*

"What the hell do you want with me?" I snapped when we were out of the school's compound.

"Why are you being like this? I just came to see you," the woman said. "You ran away from home, you can't possibly have your mother come begging you to go home right?"

"Mother?" I scoffed. "Other than the fact that you gave birth to me when you were 16, you have no relation with me."

"The blood in your veins are mine," she stepped towards me. "I'm your mother whether you like it or not."

"Huh," I let out a breath. "Really? Dumping me at the orphanage after having me, leaving me under the care of those caretakers before coming to get me when I'm 8. And you call yourself my mother?"

"I was 16! I didn't know how and didn't have another person to teach me how to take care of a child! I couldn't help but bring you to the orphanage."

"Do you have any idea how I was treated there?' I asked her. "Do you think that my personality now, is the real deal? Have you ever thought that it could possibly be my defence mechanism so that people won't be able to see my pain?"

"But I went to get you!" She argued. "I still went to get you out!"

"10 years ago, was when I needed you. I needed you then, but where were you?" I asked. "I needed you then, but I don't need you now. So," I stepped forward. "You can leave me the alone."

I glared at her, ignoring her voice and her attempts to make me stay. I couldn't take the look on her face, I just couldn't bring myself to be in her presence.

I left.

I needed to chill. I needed to think.

I headed towards the treehouse Joohyuk and Jisoo had built for me. I could always think when I was alone in the house. It was my place of peace.

My eyes were glued to the ground, my mind filled with many things. I didn't know what to do. How to react to whatever had happened. It's just...

Complicated.

I hated this feeling.

I hate this.

It , having to relive those memories. I hate it.

And what more than that?

Seeing Joohyuk and Sungkyung sitting in the treehouse that was made for me. 

"What are you doing here?" I couldn't help but let my voice come out snappy.

"Oh, Fumbles." Joohyuk jumped out from the ledge and climbed down. "What are you doing here?"

"I asked you g