Xero

At first I started to chase after Sojin, but then decided to let Changjo and Namjoo catch up to her. Instead I turned around and went back to the cafe, to confront Jackson. Words couldn't explain how my blood began to boil. But I couldn't tell if I were more angry with myself for dating Uji, whom I didn't even like to rid my feelings for somebody I did, or at the boy who had the nerve to accuse Sojin of cheating on him, when he was guilty of it in the first place.
Turned out he went back to the table, still playing around with that girl with a petty smile on his face.
"Hey Jackson..." I gradually walked up to the table, eyeing him hard. He looked up at me from his seat. And was I going to make the biggest mistake of my life.

I threw my hand back into a fist, flexing for strength and released my aim right into his face, where had fell back into his chair.

"If you ever go near Sojin again, you won't see the last of me. You are nothing but a pathetic ."

He laughed, brushing his hand over his face glaring at me from the ground. "Sojin's a big girl, she can tell it to my face. I don't have to take it this from you."

As if my anger couldn't come of a higher rise, I jumped on him, pulling his arms over his head and punched him again in the nose, where blood began to drip. "I don't care what Sojin does! This is between you and me! You hurt someone I love!!!"

Staff members and customers huddled to us and tried to pull me off of him, but I had to hit him one last time before I would be taken away. I heard someone from a far distance yell "I'm calling the cops!"

They finally managed to get me off of Jackson, sitting me at the booth near the door away from him, where the other's babied him. I stared at the table infront of me, studying it's pattern and catching my breath, but then looked up to Sojin, Changjo, and Namjoo all at the door with wide eyes, analyzing my actions. Judging me. I couldn't say anything to them, so I looked away and waited for the cops to arrive.

Handcuffs were clicked around my wrists and I was guided out of the cafe, where my friends became worried. I didn't know if I was scared or not, but I did know I was angry, and I did know Jackson deserved what he got. They sat me into the back of the police car and took me to the police station, where a man took me aside and questioned me.

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