That Air Girl
Description
This story is about Mi-hee, a relatively normal high school girl with a unique disposition. The rest of the world can't seem to see her! Join her highschool venture into heartbreak, loss, love and friendship.
“Jonghyun! Great game man,” Dong-sun congratulated, patting his best friend on the back. The guys had taken over the gym, playing a fun game of pick-up basketball. “The bell’s gonna ring in fifteen minutes, I’ll see you later?”
The two boys were walking to Jonghyun’s locker. “Yep, see you soon.” Jonghyun waved and the two parted.
As he continued his stroll to his locker, many people flashed grins at him, greeting him lively. Girls batted their eyelashes at him, boys offered their first for them to bump.
Don’t get Jonghyun wrong – he loved his life and everything that came with it. He was privileged enough that his parents loved him and paid for his schooling. He had no shortage of friends and often went out. His marks were great and his teachers all liked him.
The question was, why was he feeling slightly empty?
Once he got to his locker, he was putting away his gym strip when he noticed the locker beside his was open. Being the nice guy he was, he figured that closing it would prevent people from stealing.
He reached out and grabbed the locker door, shutting it halfway before he heard someone shout in pain.
“OW!” Mi-hee yelled, dropping all of her stuff and clutching her head. She wasn’t sad anymore – if anything, she was pissed!
“What was that for?!” She yelled, grabbing Jonghyun’s wrist. She was going to speak up, once and for all.
Jonghyun’s eyes went wide. He didn’t see this girl – where did she come from?!
Foreword
Hey everyone!
Welcome to my 2nd fanfic.
Check out my other one if you have time! (AND SO WE GO)
Storyline is entirely fictional and any similarities between other stories are purely coincidental. Please don’t plagiarize.
C&C once you’ve finished reading! I will reply and read every one ^^ it is really motivating!
Started: August 8th, 2012
Finished: August 26, 2013
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