Continuation

I sighed and brushed my hair to the back as I walked towards the bus stop. My emotions were totally mixed up. I felt sad. Angry. Disappointed. Hatred. Unsatisfied. But one feeling started filling in,pushing away others.

Curious. Yes,that's how I feel right now. My mind couldn't stop thinking about every possible people who might have done it.

As we know,the more you're loved,the more hate you'll receive. Well,same goes to Byul. There are some people who had tried to do things to her. Starting rumours about her,spreading it all around.

She's perfect,they said. That's what made them hate. She's a little bit above average in studies even though she skipped school multiple times for her tournament. She's really good in running and one of the coach's favourite. She's good looking and fashionable. She's well off.

That's what they came up with by knowing her,outwardly.

They didn't know how many nights she stayed up to keep up with her studies and got scolded for coming to school late. They didn't know how much she sacrificed to be acknowledge by her coach. Running thousands laps on her own,timing herself,exhausting herself,until her shoe soles worn out,her muscles strained.

Did they see all that? All the hardships? No. All they see is the outcome. She's not perfect. Not even close to perfection. She's just a warrior. A warrior who fight the unseen battle.

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Flashback

Saturday night. Weekend. The city lights shone brightly as people smiling happily,enjoying their free times. For me,one thing came to my mind. Byulyi. In other name,Hamster. Or another name,Mine(very confident indeed)

I skipped my ways to her house,plastic bags filled with foods in my hands. Well,of course we won't eat all of it,half of it will be given to her mother and sisters. I climbed the stairs and stood in front of the door,grinning. I pressed on the bell and waited a few seconds.

"Who is it?" Mama's voice echoed in the house,coming closer to the door.

"Your daughter in-law~" I joked,although it wasn't—you know.

"Hi!" She greeted as soon as she opened the door,looking at me warmly.

"Hi ma,uh Byul's here??" I asked,smiling sheepishly.

"Byul went out for a practise at the soccer field" She informed,feeling guilty.

"Ah..then I'll just go to her! Ma,here's some snacks for you and the duo" I said as I handed her the heavier bag.

"Aigoo..you don't have to do this,Yongsun-ah" She replied and frowned.

"It's okay~ Eat a lot~" I cooed,grinning widely.

"Thank you..uh Yongsun-ah,can you bring Byul home earlier? These past few days she had been coming home at 11,I'm afraid she might be overworking her body" Mama requested,her expression showed concern.

"Don't worry about it! I'll drag her here if she doesn't want to go home early! So,I'll get going now~" I said confidently,causing mama to laugh as she stared at me in amusement.

"Be careful,dear!" She reminded as I walked down the stairs.

"Yes ma'am!" I shouted,imitating a soldier,causing her to shook her head. I grinned and continued walking towards the field.

After 5 minutes of walking,I arrived at the soccer field but it was empty. Only the lights from the street providing it with it's brightness.

"Uh?" I muttered and glanced around when there was no trace of her. I walked down the stairs and walked beside the field,looking for her. There's shoe prints on the ground which means she's here. I stopped on my track when I heard a sniffing sound behind the tree.

"Byul?" I called and walked towards it,familiar shoes peeking out from the tree. I got closer and realized there was a bench behind the tree. She sat there,her head hung low,shoulder shaking as she cried.

"Byul-ah?" I called softly as I walked towards her.

She kept a mum and cried harder. I looked at her worriedly and realized the wounds on both of her knees.

"Did you fall again?? Did you cut yourself anywhere else?? Byulyi! Come on,let's go to the clinic.. Yeah?" I asked and held her shoulders,trying to lift her up.

She shook her head and slowly lifted it,her puffy eyes and red nose came in view. Not to mention the tears on her cheeks,also wetting her shirt.

"Wha..what..should..I..do?" She asked with much difficulties,sobbing.

"Hey.." I whispered and sat next to her,tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Her tears kept on running down her cheeks,her breath hitched.

"What's wrong? Can you tell me?" I asked softly,careful not to bother her emotion too much.

"I..." She paused and took a deep breath,wiping her tears in the same time. I caressed her back in attempt to help her relax a bit.

"I.. I just want to be in the track so badly.. I..it just..it starting to feel suffocating" She confessed,her voice trembled.

I nodded my head as I listened to her attentively. She sighed loudly and covered her face.

"I'm just..tired of coach Lee kept on cutting me off the competition...I mean,am I not good enough?" She questioned. I furrowed my eyebrows as I heard it.

"Don't say that!" I blurted and hit her shoulder, causing her to whimper.

"Look,I know zero about running but you're the best of them all! It's coach's loss that he didn't let you run! Now,Byulyi,look at me!" I said energetically.

She turned her head towards me slowly and sniffed. I cupped her cheeks and smiled widely. I cleared my throat,getting ready to give a pep talk.

"You're the best runner in my eyes. You're uh..Usain Bolt! That's his name,right?" I muttered,getting slightly distracted. I shook my head and tried to get back on track. The tip of her lips twitched upwards slightly.

"Byulyi,you've worked so hard. They might didn't see it but I do.