GUYS, EXO IS IN HANA KIMI? WHAT. LET US ALL HUG EACH OTHER AND CRY OVER THE FACT THAT THE BOYS WILL BE IN GORGEOUS SCHOOL UNIFORMS. DHJFAJKLAKLSAKDASJKDAJK ヘ(^_^ヘ)(ノ^_^)ノ

 

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There was no way you were going to class now.    At least not in this state.    The moment you stormed out Mr. Yoon’s office, angry tears erupted out your eyes like a tsunami. Your breathing became slightly erratic with the change of plans, and you knew you had to calm down first. Your head was hung as low as possible as you walked into the halls.    Students didn’t bother to look your way as they hastily scurried off to class. You bumped shoulders with a couple of people by accident, and you heard them growl at your rudeness. You didn’t even bother to mumble an apology.    The last group of girls left the washroom. You waited a few minutes to see if anyone else would come in or out. When there was nothing but silence, you darted inside and held onto your heavily panting chest.    The sadness finally washed over and realization finally hit you.    Instead of cursing out angry words like you normally would, you stood in the middle of the washroom with your hands over your face as you quietly sobbed into them. You knew you were being a big baby by crying over this, but this was something you’ve been waiting for so long.    Every year you reminded yourself you were one year closer to the event of your life. And now the year has finally come, and as a result of your stupidity, you couldn’t even go.    You were about to kick the wall as hard as your aggravation allowed you, when your rationality reminded you how much of this was really your fault. It was because of your lack of control on your temper which got you here. If you didn’t have such a bad temper, if you weren’t so overprotective of Yoonjung, if you didn’t fight Miyung and her stupid friends, and back-sassed the teachers, you would’ve have landed yourself in being banned.     So it was fair.   And it was your fault.   And you did deserve it.    You slowly brought down your leg and inhaled deeply. The last rack of sobs were still lingering in your chest. *God, I’m such a ing !* You slapped your face a couple of times as punishment.    When you heard the door open, you gasped and quickly darted into the first stall. You quickly locked it and heard footsteps coming in. Someone needed to use the washroom. You sniffled as quietly as you could and wiped your tears away with your palm roughly.    It was awkward hearing the girl pee, while you stood in your silent trying to recomposed yourself. She flushed and went out to wash her hands. You could hear the water running for a few seconds until it stopped. Her footsteps began again until the door opened and she left.    You were going to stay in the stall in the mean time.    You had to go back to class before Mrs. Jin called home for your sudden disappearance and before Kris or Kai can overreact and ditch class in the middle of a lesson.   *I have to go back to class and pretend I’m okay. If the boys find out I’m not going to the event, then my plan for Kai and Yoonjung to become acquainted with another will be ruined.* You sniffled some more, though your heart gave a second squeeze of pain. *Yoonjung will be so upset, and I can’t carry the guilt. One of has to have fun, right? She’s been looking forward to this for as long as I have. She deserves it.*    You let out a depressed sigh. You mulled over the fact that they were going to have a blast while you were going to rot at home.    When you were calm, when your breaths evened out, and when your eyes were no longer glassy and red, you let out an inhale and stepped out of the washroom.    Your pace was hurried, and you tried to slow it down to your casual walking pace. You stuffed your hands in your pocket and forced a pained smile on your face.    *There it is. The damn door to that damn class that I hate so damn much. Let’s show the boys and Yoonjung how strong I am.* You tried to encourage yourself.    You opened the door with the biggest smile that you could muster up.    Mrs. Jin gave you an incredulous look. “Where have you been? Class started nearly 45 minutes ago.”   “Sorry. I was discussing important matters with Mr. Yoon.” You explained. As if she knew what you were referring to, she shifted her body a bit and