Han Seungyeon

I took out the first aid kit from the top shelf of the cupboard, telling Sehun to sit down. I heard shuffling noises and I guessed that he didn’t sit down yet.

I turned to face where he was supposed to be, “Just sit.”

“Are you sure I can sit like tha-”

“I brought you here. I won’t leave you waiting at my doorstep. Sit.”

I heard him sigh as I slowly made my way next to him and sat down. I opened the kit and took out some anti-bacteria wipes. “Here. I can’t see your wound so I won’t be able to help you clean it up.”

“Yeah. I almost forgot.” He muttered as he took the wipes from me.

“Do you trust me? Why did you bring me here?” He asked.

Why? Oh Sehun, he wasn’t a bad guy was he? I did have a bad impression of him but- I guess he wasn’t that bad. If he was a serial killer or somer, he must have done what he should do at the start. (When I first met him.) 

“I can’t say I trust you completely,” I answered, still thinking about what to say next.

“Then why did you bring me here?” He asked again.

I shrugged my shoulders as I replied casually, “To treat your wound.”

“That boy used to be the teacher’s pet. He scored the highest in the level and he even got elected as the head prefect, but he declined the offer. Then suddenly, his grades dropped and he started coming to class late. His friends asked him whether it was some family problem but he didn’t say a thing. When he graduated, we found out he went to a high school for delinquents. What was his name again? Oh-Oh –Oh Sehun!”

No wonder I found his name familiar when he told me. He was Oh Sehun. From what I heard, this Oh Sehun, the one that changed, he wasn’t- shouldn’t be a bad person, right?

Oh Sehun

I can’t believe she didn’