"Layla?" Elaine went into the girls restroom. The first thing she hears is a pitiful cry, coming from one of the stalls.

"Layla come on, other people has pissed their pants before."

Elaine peeked down to see which stall Layla was in,

"Found you." With just one kick, the stall door broke open.

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"Hyunseong!" Catherine pounded her fist against the door. "Come on out!"

"No!" Hyunseong shouted.

"Come on, it's not that bad! You are all dudes anyways."

"But it's embarrassing, I didn't mean to show it to them."

Before Catherine responded. She smirked.

"That's right, you didn't."

"I know."

"So then, come on out, please. If you stay in there forever, I'll be lonely."

. . . .

Before she could even blink, Hyunseong flew open the door and just hugged the living daylight out of Catherine.

"Catherine!" Hyunseong whined.

Catherine chuckled and patted his back.

"I'll never ever leave you lonely! Never!"

"Okay, okay."

Catherine swiped his tear from his cheek and sweetly kissed him on his lips.

Hyunseong then formed a grin, that stretched from ear to ear.

"You really have a way with words."  He said.

"Indeed I do."

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"Okay Chaejin get a hold of yourself." Chaejin said to himself as he leaned on his car. "You've seen a .....before! So what? He meant to show it to someone else."

With the thoughts being replayed of that moment, he turned red faster than a blink of an eye.

"Gah, stop it!" Chaejin began to shake off the horrific memory, and began to think of something else.
He reached into his pocket and held out his phone, his thumb pressed on the messages and the first message displayed was from Layla.

"I wonder how she's doing.."

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"No, let me stay here to die!" I yelled.

"Heck no! You are getting out of here whether you like it or not!" Elaine unnie was grabbing my ankles and started to pull.

My pupils dilated as soon as she touched my ankles, I was so terrified, my fingers quickly held on to the door sides of the stall as she continued to pull with more force.

"Layla....get, out!" Elaine grunted.

"No!"

Elaine then let go, seeing as she was tired.

"Girlie, come on. Who cares! Everyone will soon forget about it! Now come on, we have to get you out of those pants."

I frowned. I stared down in-between my legs.  The soiled stain of embarrassment.

. . . . . . .

"Thank you for the extra pair of pants unnie." I bowed.

"Psh, please, no problem. Now don't you feel better down there?"

I blushed. "Unnie!" I yelled.

She laughed at me.

"Come on, we completely ditched class, might as well not ditch the next one." Elaine began to walk on ahead, but as soon as my ears processed the words class. I froze in place.

"Layla, come on."

"No... I can't"

Elaine placed both hands on her hips.

"What do you mean you can't? Either you will or you won't. What happened to the Layla I know? You've embarrassed yourself plenty and you didn't care what others thought."

I rubbed my left arm and avoided all eye contact.

"This happened before you know."

I began to explain my worst memory from my childhood.
Elaine seemed to be chill with it.

"Uh huh, so Chaejin got you through it huh? Oh my god that is so sweet!"

Elaine's eyes began to sparkle.

"Layla what is his number! Call him! Call for your prince!"

I slowly backed up.

When Elaine is like this, anything I say is totally going to be tuned out.

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"Lee Jeongmin, where do you think you are going!" A nearby teacher called out.

Jeongmin paused then turned to face the superior.

"Home." He simply responded.

"You can't g---"

"Watch me." Jeongmin walked right out the doors.

Shocked at his actions, the teacher could only come back with

"Oh yeah? We-well then you have a ...a uh....a detention then!" The teacher smiled after thinking up of that clever idea.

Jeongmin just raised up a thumbs up to show his answer.

The teacher just looked at Jeongmin with disgust.

"Tch, cocky punk." He muttered.