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You're ugly
You're so skinny
You're too fat
You'll never have friends
No one likes you

You will always be alone.

All these things, said by my classmates, were now written down on paper by me. I stared at the words for a few seconds, before I crossed them all out and wrote new words under them.

It doesn't matter.

I nibbled on my bottom lip. Was I trying to be poetic or what? Another three words followed:

I am enough.

Suddenly I became angry and drew over the words aggresively, eventually ripping the paper.

I will never be enough.

At least that was the truth.

Do I have to please everyone?
Is there a reason I am still here?
I think it's her.
Without her I wouldn't be writing these words.
I still want to die, but I am not brave enough.

I bit my cheek before I crossed out the words again.

Total bullshit, I thought.

I did it again, I wrote.
But this time I won't tell anyone.

I put the pen away and crumpled the paper, throwing it away in the trash can. I missed it but I felt too lazy to get up.

My phone buzzed and I picked it up. Minji had messaged me.

Minji:
You have to come downstairs quickly, you won't believe what's in the news ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ

I sighed and got up. When I entered the living room, Minji gestured me to come closer and pointed at the TV.

"I think I choked him a bit too much. He eventually died... What a coincidence." She laughed.

"He what?" I asked in shock.

"He died. That was actually not my intention... But I won't claim it as a bad thing."

She killed someone and laughed it off like nothing? I couldn't believe it. At the end she was just like my father.

Minji saw that I didn't seem very happy about it.

"I'm sorry... I probably didn't have enough self-control yesterday. I really didn't want to do that! I was just so angry..."

"I-I don't know what to say... First you're shocked about that he killed my mother... Now you do the same thing with him."

"There's one big diffence. I didย  it out of self-defence. He shot my ankle and tried to kidnap us... I didn't want that for real! I just wanted him to be unconscious so that we can get away..."

"It's okay... I don't feel sad about him anyway... But now you're in danger again! What will the police do to you?"

"We will just tell the truth. I had enough reasons to choke him and you can testify to it. I don't think it will be a big deal..." She didn't seem to be too sure about that.

What will my sister do?, I thought.

"Hmm," I just made.

"I didn't ask you how school went yet. So, how was school? Any problems with Yeonjung?"

I sat down on the armchair. "Indeed, yes."

"Oh man. What did she do this time?"

"First of all, she pushed me from behind just when I was about to enter the school building and embarrassed me in front of the half school. Then she tipped out my backpack in the classroom, tried to blame me for things she did and failed, tried to drown me in the toilet bowl like all these american high-school movies-"

"Wait, wait, wait! She did what?"

"Tried to drown me. I actually thought to let it happen, but then I thought about you and that you would be sad and slapped her in the face in front of all her friends. But later she poured her energy drink all over me, as revenge or not, she would've done that anyway."

"This is going to far! This girl needs a therapist for real! I already thought that this would happen."

"She also insulted me to the utmost, which was to be expected. Oh, and she also told me that she would kill me if I didn't keep away from you. I think she's just jealous. Do you think she's for real?"

"I totally think that," Minji said, "but why would she be jealous of you?"

"I don't know. Maybe because I am your friend now?"

"Possible." Minji thought for a while. "I don't want you to go to school alone if she does this to you. What will she do tommorow when today she tried to drown you in a toilet bowl? Try to push you off the roof?"

"But I can't miss all that stuff! It'll be important for the final exams," I complained.

"Failing the final exams won't be as scandalous as you being tortured by some crazy girl who's jealous and serious about killing you!"

"I'll be okay, Minji. I won't let her bring me down and I won't give her any chance to get near me."

She looked at me doubtfully. "You don't understand. She keeps all her promises and won't stop until she fulfilled them."

"Do you actually trust me?"

"I do. But I don't trust Yeonjung. Even if you keep away from her, she will find a way to trick you, no matter what. She isn't stupid."

"If you trust me, let me go to school. I can manage it, I managed it the past five years alone when no one cared, the few weeks you have to stay home won't change much," I argued.

The purple haired girl sighed. "Fine! But I am not doing this willingly. If you say you can manage it, I believe you."

"Thanks."

"You have to be careful, okay? You better not talk with anyone. It could be a trap."

"I know. Trust me, I will watch out."

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Just when I entered the school yard, I saw Yeonjung walking towards me, which I already expected. I sighed.

"Hello you. You didn't bring your new friend again? What a pity for you. No one to protect you." Yeonjung and a few of her friends laughed.

I kept my eyes on the floor and ignored her. As I walked past her, I pushed her aside with my shoulder.

"Hey! Don't get cheeky!" she called after me.

Do I look like I care?, I thought and just kept walking towards the schools entrance.

Yeonjung grabbed me and pulled me back, almost making me fall. But I didn't say anything and looked at her without any emotions except anger.

I aggresively pulled my hand out of her grip and took a few steps backwards before turning around again and walking on in a fast pace.

Can't she just leave me alone?

"Have you lost your voice?"

I clenched my fists. "Just shut up!"

Yeonjung laughed. "Aww, little Siyeon is angry! I won't shut up, who am I to do that and listen to someone like you, little slut."

When I heard the last word she said, I stopped abruptly. I unwillingly felt tears welling up.

Is that what I am?, I thought. A slut?

"D-don't call me that," I stuttered and mentally slapped myself for it.

She laughed again. "Are you crying now? Do you want a tissue?"

I just started walking again and finally reached the classroom. Yeonjung and her friends entered after me, still laughing and making fun of me. I ignored them and sat down on my seat in the first row.

While the lesson passed by, I was lost in my thoughts. I couldn't forget what Yeonjung said.

At last that's what I am, right? Just a little depressed slut fighting for her life, not worth anything.

-๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ-

I was just about to leave the school when suddenly someone grabbed my shoulder and I flinched. I turned around and saw one of my classmates, Won-hyuk, stand behind me. I saw him around Yeonjung quite often.

"Hi," he said.

"What?"

"I uhm... Wanted to ask you something..." He seemed nervous.

"What?" I repeated.

"Uhm... I wanted to ask if you want to go see a movie with me? In the cinema?"

Was he asking me out?

"No," I replied and smiled sweetly. "I am not falling for that, but thanks."

"Not falling for what? I am being serious! Can't you give me a chance?" He really looked sad.

"I said no. I would even say no if you weren't friends with Yeonjung."

"You think I am asking you because of Yeonjung?"

"I know it's a trap. Sorry, not interested. Bye." With that I turned around and left the school.

When I got home, Minji was already waiting for me, leaning at the chest of drawers in the hallway.

"Hi," I said and noticed the look on her face. She looked sad and somehow dissapointed. I froze at the spot.

My heart skipped a beat. What happened? She didn't reply. We stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Show me your arms," she asked me then.

"What?"

"Show me your arms," she repeated.

She found the note, I thought. Not good, really bad.

I shook my head.

Minji limped over to me and hugged me.

"I am so sorry."

"F-for what?"

"I don't know... Just let me know if I did something wrong, I beg you... But please... Do never do that again!"

"D-do what?"

She let go of me, took my arm and pulled up the sleeve of my blouse, revealing the scars and a few new wounds.

"This."

I quickly took a step back, shook off her hand and pulled the sleeve back down.

I looked up to Minji again and saw that she had tears in her eyes.

She looked at me for a few seconds before turning away and limping back to the living room.

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