fluff || SCOPOPHOBIA

the exam was finally finished, it means the rankings of scores in the whole school was up again, hyejoo didn't even need to know hers because she was at the middle anyways, and that was she didn't mind it. but that was your problem, you heard from you teacher there is a program being held for the highest score, she congratulated you for being the top one.

today was it, you felt limp thinking of the president pulling you in front with a frame and forcing you to look at those people in front of them, with the frame and posing for them as the top student, trying to conceal the fact your close to puking up.

you hated that thought, you didn't want to get embarrassed in front of thousands of thousands of students, in fact you hated seeking attention, when their eyes were focused to your figure.

you sighed, still sitting up in your bed, staring in the thin air of your room, you didn't actually heard the footsteps of your mom loudly close to you room.

"(y/n)! get up in your bed! and wash!" you shot your up your eyes, standing up and scratching your head, walking up to your bathroom and opening it to be greeted by the white tiled walls and a mirror.

you faced the mirror, even crunching up in your own attention, you started to bath, sinking into the hot water of the bath thub, not knowing whether you would actually back out or come to school.

after taking a bath, you brushed your teeth, staring off at yourself with a dull eyes, after finishing, you dressed up and get down to get breakfast, you swear you really felt so tired.

your parents tried not to look at you and give attention, scared that they might freak the shit out of you, there, you just ate and ate, not minding everyone.

you carried you bag and start moving on to get to your school as fast as you can, or so you are planning to get late so that the president won't get you on sight.

entering the school gate, they were no persons outside, so you stood there and looked up to see the students in the auditorium which had large windows, you sighed and walked inside the school.

you had your steps in the lowest pace as possible, just so you felt not attending the ceremony, it's because you never even wanted, you never needed attention, you wanted to live peacefully, you needed peace.

"i hate that bitch president." you mumbled and rolled your eyes, and sighed with tiredness evident at the soft voice.

you wanted to get to your classroom, you wanted to just walk inside and lie your head down in peace, no eyes that are set on you.

you reached the classroom seeing there was no one inside, there, you knew you had peace, you entered and put your bag down and sat in your seat, laying your head down in your arms as you take your nap.

hearing some footsteps, you didn't mind them, you just stayed there and act like you don't know anything. but those footsteps gradually gets closer, louder.

there were chatters, it stopped which made you put your head up and look around to see the president holding a frame on her hands.

"(y/n)! well good to see you!" she greeted and made her way to you, pulling you in hand, you didn't move, knowing what was she was up to, you shook your head and whined. "no thanks!"

"we have to go up so they'll know who the top one is!" she had the strength you don't have to pull you outside of the classroom, there, there were so many students looking at you with those expression you didn't want to see, those eyes that makes you squirm.

you grimaced, as two of them pull you up and in front of the people.

"smile ms. top one!" you pulled away, running towards the bathroom, you felt dizzy, as if you're about to puke, but you run faster, going left inside the bathroom.

when you entered you saw a girl, a bit taller than you, she was washing her hands. she glanced at you, confused, she was looking at you weirdly, until she smirks. "hey. ms. top one! why don't you go inside?"

then, out of nowhere you puke in front of her, making her back away and bumped to the tiled wall, lucky it was not a puke, it was just a saliva that got lumped in your throat.

"what the fuck was that?" hyejoo mumbled, then caressing your back smoothingly, she was worried, she's rude yeah, but it felt not nice seeing someone freeling so uncomfortable.

"that's why i didn't come to the ceremony, i hate attentions." you muttered and glared at her, she smiled at you, softly, as if she was telling you that she's sorry, that everything is fine.

"sorry, might as well rest in the infirmatory and brush your teeth?" she offered, smiling, she was so nice, different from what she looked like, from how she acts.

"thanks." hyejoo guides you outside where a lot of students are waiting.

"oh ms. top o-" hyejoo growled at the president, glaring.

"shut up she's not feeling fine." hyejoo took you in the infirmary.

"i'm son hyejoo." she introdiced herself, resting you to the bed with a gentle glance and smile which made you melt.

"i'm (l/n) (y/n), i hope we could be friends."