Four

 

Eunji hurried to the girl's bathrooms as Pepsi continued to drip from her hair and onto the corridor floors. Her blazer and white shirt was also drenched. She shivered as her cold, wet shirt stuck to her skin. 

She quickly opened the bathroom doors and ran into one of the stalls to get some toilet paper. She began to dab her shirt and hair, trying to get the moisture out although the brown colour had already soaked into her clothes. She frowned and took a step back to look at her reflection in the mirror.   There was a huge patch of brown in the middle of her white shirt and small patches on her blazer. It was impossible to get the stain out at school, unless she was going to strip and hand wash the fabric, although that wouldn't work either unless she was going to walk around in a wet and transparent shirt. Eunji sighed, she would have to go borrow some from the school.  She threw the toilet paper in the bin and walked out of the bathroom. She didn't know what made her do what she did. It was just a sudden impulse, the unbearable thought of seeing Minah and her books drenched. It seemed to be a better choice for her to get splashed instead. That was the type of girl Eunji was. She was the selfless type, too selfless for her own good. She had almost died from saving a child from the road or from saving a cat from the tallest tree in her school. She had encountered many near-death experiences, yet she didn't know what drove her to do them.    She knocked on the door of the school's infirmary. An old lady greeted her. Her skin was clear and pale, although adorned with wrinkles that signfied her age. Her grey and white hair was short and chopped just above her shoulders.   "Ah, Eunji! What happened to you!" the old lady said worriedly, both of her hands running down Eunji's arms examining her body.   Eunji smiled. "Don't worry Mrs Choi, I was just clumsy and bumped into someone."   The old lady looked at her skeptically. "Are you sure about that? Did those boys bully you again?"   Eunji laughed. Mrs Choi was one of the closest people she had in the school. Call her lame or whatever, but having the school nurse as a friend was the best thing that could've happened to her in her school life. From the multiple times Eunji had gone to the infirmary for some sleep, they had gotten closer and Eunji had opened up to her just like her own mother.   "Ahjumma! How did you know? I really can't hide anything from you huh?" Eunji joked.   Mrs Choi's face fell. "We need to report them, seriously."   Eunji shook her head. "Nah, this time I wasn't the one being bullied. I just kind of...got in the way."   Mrs Choi looked at her for a moment questioningly before understanding her words. "Oh you angel, cmon, lets get you a spare shirt. I can't offer you another blazer though."   Eunji nodded understandingly. "That's fine."   Mrs Choi looked through the folded clothes before pulling one out. "This one should fit you fine," she said, as she threw it at Eunji.   Eunji caught it gratefully before going into a change room. As she was changing, M