A loud gasp unintentionally left . Her eyes widen comically and jaw drop, she thought it might hit the floor a second later, because of the sight that greeted her inside the room. "Holy ing !" She heard Irene's horrified voice next to her (Wendy wonder how did she even got there that fast) and for the first time since she had met the girl she will going to agree with her because Yeah, holy ing indeed! She couldn't believe this is all happening? I mean why? What it is with this day that all of this horrible things happens right infront of her eyes ? What have she done in her past life to deserve this? Why her of all people? Her face heated up. Both of them stood there feeling as though they lose control of their senses and gawk at the -more of scandalous sight- happening infront of them. With their shirts undone and few more upper buttons left open, hairs were disheveled, swollen lips and uneven breaths, the two figures stared back at them in shock as if they're deer caught in the headlights. Wendy could only swallowed. This is not what she'd imagine her highschool life would turns out to be. No, not like this. It's far from the reality. And if it's a dream, she wanted to wake up right now. "Uhm, we really uhm... sorry. We didn't mean to disturbed your... whatever you are doing. But don't worry we are actually leaving now. Haha. And please continue whatever you are doing," she ramble out, laughing awkwardly as soon as she finally recovered from her shock. Taking two steps back. Clumsily reaching out to grab the still stunned girl's wrist next to her (if they weren't in this awkward situation Wendy will surely burst out laughing seeing the girl's horrified face) before dragging her out helplessly towards the exit and shut the door from the outside. As soon as they were outside the room, Wendy finally manage to let out the breath she didn't know she was holding a moment ago. God, that was totally embarrassing. Never in her life did she imagine to be in such an awkward situation, practically not inside the school. She frantically shake her head in an attempt to erase whatever dirty images that intimate scene brought out to her. "Could you.. let go of my wrist?" she heard a soft voice next to her. She looks up and was meet with two pairs of familiar brown eyes staring straight back at her. She was clueless for a moment as to what's the girl was saying but then she remember that she was still holding the girl's wrist. She quickly drop it free by instinct and take a few cautious step away from the girl. "I'm sorry," she apologies, not meeting the other girl's gaze. "That's fine," came the short reply. Wendy nod her head. Atleast, she made an effort to give her a normal response this time and not the usual y one. And Wendy thinks that's a good sign. Then it was back to an awkward silence. Wendy glued on her spot, contemplating whether she should leave or not while the other girl still standing there, leaning against the wall. It seems like she wasn't planning on leaving anytime soon either, Wendy assume. She briefly side glance the other girl. Noticing she was looking into the distance as per usual as though lost in her own thoughts. The sight almost feels natural that it didn't anymore surprise her, knowing that this exact scenario keeps happening whenever they were around each other. Sometimes it makes her wonder as to why the girl always tried to zone her out. But knowing that it was impossible for her to get the answers to her own questions she decided to just drop off the subject and never worry about it again. Breathing out, she diverted her gaze away from the girl. Why would I even care? She was nothing to you, Seungwan. Stop troubling youryourstrying to figure out what's inside of that stubborn girl's head. She was not part of your concern! Assuming that the girl wasn't going to acknowledge her presence anytime soon, she decided it's better if she'll just leave instead of wasting her time there. "Uhm...I better be go- " "How's your knees?" "What?" she momentarily paused from her track, whipped her head to face the girl. Confusion were written all over her face as she look at the girl with wide eyes. The girl keep mum for a moment. Allowing the conversation to pause for a moment. "The scratch... on your left knee. How was it?" parted in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Is this girl serious? Is she ing serious... She gritted her teeth, hands ball into a fist digging her nails onto her palm. She could already felt the veins popping out of her own skin due to anger. She couldn't believe this girl. After what she had done to her, she has this freaking gut to question her about the scratch on her knees ? Damn it! "I- " She was suddenly lost for words. She was aware that any minute she might burst out. She had never lost control of herself but today might be one of those rare exception. Harshly biting down on her bottom lips, she close her eyes to suppress her anger. With the remaining sanity that she have in her, the blonde tried to compose herself. As long as it's pretty tempting to slap the girl's face and throw some rude remarks here and there just to show how angry she was, she decided against it. She was better than that, she tried to convince herself. Sensing her sudden quietness, the other girl finally spare her a glance the exact moment she open her eyes again. The girl's perfectly sculpted brows meeting together in the middle, forming a small frown. Her face were expectant but Wendy also notice a lot of other emotions presence in there which she couldn't quiet decipher right at that moment. She tried to held the latter's gaze eventhough she was aware that deep inside she was literally freaking out. She must be zoning out for awhile now before she heard a sharp intake of breath which snapped her out of it. "Well, you know what nevermind. You don't need to answer it if you don't want to. I know it was a quite stupid question because obviously it did hurt. It just that..." she immediately stop herself as if she just realize something. Her face scrunches in pure distaste like she's thinking of something disgusting or at that moment something stupid that she never thought of doing ever in her life. A few second later, she cleared and reluctantly faces the blonde, both arms hanging loosely on her sides. "You should need to go to the infirmary." she muttered, her tone was surprisingly soft and gentle now. Wendy's eyes widen a bit hearing this. Did Miss Perfect really just said that? Her? Miss Perfect? ing said that?! What in the world is actually happening? The girl bit on her lips when she didn't respond. Their eyes met again for a brief moment but Irene was the first one to break away. "Just do it," the girl demanded for the second time, her eyes staring down as though she was afraid their gaze will meet again. Wendy stared at her, still completely shock. She knows that statement was not a request, it's more likely a command and the way the girl looks at her a moment ago, the determination in her eyes was enough to strucked out the realization to Wendy that she wasn't going to accept a no for an answer. "And no buts," the girl finalized giving her no chance to respond before finally walking past her. Wendy could just do nothing but stared off into the space infront of her with only one thought in mind. What? ****** "She really is something else, isn't she?" The gentle voice of the woman infront of her snapped Wendy out of her haze. She blink her eyes, stares in confusion at Ms. Im, the school nurse wondering what was she had been talking about. The woman simply smile as she not- so- subtly pointed her chin sideways. Out of curiosity, Wendy turned her head to where the woman was pointing at. And that's when it click to her. She had almost forgot. She wasn't actually alone when she went here. Irene Bae accompany or more likely insisted of bringing her here. If it wasn't for the girl's intimidating aura and warning gaze, Wendy could possibly nowhere here. Speaking of the devil, she was sitting there on one of the stool, looking outside through the small window of the infirmary. Since they got here she didn't even uttered a single words which is not even quite a surprise, though she has that far away look plastered all over her face again. And Wendy wonder what's currently running on that stubborn head of hers. "You could say that," she trailed off seeming slightly unsure of her response as she averted her gaze away from the girl. It's not like she hated the girl, in fact it could be the other way around. But, there are just only this certain moments that she couldn't stop herself from hating on the girl whenever she's being her arrogant self and start acting as if she's one of the most important person in the world and that everyone was just right behind her shadows. "Actually I'm expecting for you to say something... I don't know something harsh, maybe," the woman laugh shortly but the baffled look Wendy was sporting on her face cut her off. She shifted on her spot and scooted closer to her like she's going to tell her a secret and she don't want anyone to hear it but, only her. "I assume you haven't heard about the rumors?" Wendy arched her eyebrows. Rumors? What rumors? she thought to herself The woman breath out, "I'll take that as a yes," she whispered, nodding to herself before peeking through her shoulder. "Miss Perfect. That's a pretty cute pet name," she stifled a laugh but then again immediately stop herself when Wendy gave her a blank stare. She exhaled defeatedly then spoke, "The rumors about her being the ice princess. You know almost half of the school's community were scared or if not, they despise her because they say she has this quite rude attitude and always acts like a cold , even some of the teacher's shared the same opinion, which of course I wasn't sure of whether it's true or not since you see I'm just a newbie here. However, as far as I could remember I have never seen her brought anyone here. Usually she comes here alone." Wendy raised a brow, "She comes here often?" she asked almost not believing what she just heard from the woman. The woman shrugged her shoulder, peeling off the band-aid cover before pressing it down on the almost now visible red marks on her right knee causing her to wince in a slight pain. "Well, you couldn't actually say often but she goes here to do personal stuffs." "Personal stuff, you mean?" Another shrugged, "Napping...?" Wendy rolled her eyes. Of course! "But still, you know it's quite strange," Nurse Im spoke in disbelieving tone once again catching her attention. Her face scrunching a bit when she added in a soft voice, "She wasn't usually like this," The frown on Wendy's face deepen. Whatever the school nurse was trying to tell her it doesn't actually making sense. It only confuses her a bit more. "Sorry but I still don't get the point. What do you mean?" A sly smile appears on the woman's face however, she didn't say a thing instead she patted the band-aid on her knee, admiring it for a bit, seeming satisfied of her work she finally lifted her gaze to meet hers. "It's done!" "But you haven't answer my question," she mumbled almost whining at the woman for leaving her hanging like that. The woman smirk as she lean in, whispering in her ears. "My point is she never have done this thing before so I think, for her to break those rules, you must have been something very important. Just a guess," she shrug her shoulder, leaning back. Sending her a playful wink, the twenty-seven year old woman finally strutted her way towards her table located on the other side of the room. Wendy could only blink her eyes, astonish. What does she even mean by that? There's a weird fluttering feelings on her stomach when she turned to face the other girl back. She was still sitting there just like how she saw here a minute ago. It's like she didn't even move at all from the very same spot. The look in her eyes though tells Wendy that despite her being physically there, it feels like she wasn't actually there at all. It sounds confusing but she don't know how to put it in words the only thing that she was sure of at that moment is the girl was lost in her own world again. The funny fact about this situation is Wendy didn't know how to approach the girl without dealing with her stubborn self again. She should actually felt grateful of the girl for her effort of accompanying her here but it doesn't still change the fact that this was still all her fault. She'd shoved her for crying out loud. Atleast, she should have apologize for it, right? But no, she didn't again! Internally groaning, Wendy turned her head back to face the other way. What the is wrong with me? Why does this trouble me that much? What's with this girl, really. Why does she have to be this so unpredictable! "Are you just going to sit there?" She was startled to hear that familiar icy voice. She whipped her head fast almost breaking her neck as she do so. Irene was already standing by the door. Both arms folded on her chest. She has this unreadable expression on her face while she stared back at her. Wendy blink her eyes and hopped off of the bed, consciously adjusting her uniform before finally meeting the other's intense gaze. "I wanted to than