Junghee was standing outside of the school building, leaning against the wall. The place was slightly hidden from general view, not that she really cared if someone saw her with her lit cigarette between her fingers. She shrugged to herself as she brought the cancer stick to her red lips, sucking on it and then breathing out the smoke with a
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With a sigh she walked over to her locker, keeping her head held high. She wouldn't show any weakness. She wouldn't give the students that kind of satisfaction. Once she arrived at the locker, she opened it and with a roll of her eyes she noticed how all her belongings had been drowned in mud. Hitting her fist against the door of the locker next to hers, she let a frustrated groan escape her lips. It wasn't like this hadn't happened before already... People just didn't like her at all.
"U-unnie," she heard Taeyeon's shocked voice from behind of her.
Junghee turned around, giving the girl a weak smile and ruffling through her shorter black hair. "Don't worry, Tae... I'll just have to clean all those stuff. It's just such a drag," she ran a resigned hand through her hair, feeling anger boil in her as she heard some girls laughing loudly as they walked by.
"Yah! Shut up," she yelled after them, and they scurried away, though still giggling faintly.
"I... I will help you, unnie," Taeyeon said in her shy voice, it seemed to be trembling a little as if she was close to tears.
Junghee poked the girls cheek. "Nah, you go to class, I will
manage by myself. I don't want people to think that I'm turning you into a slacker," she chuckled dryly, already pulling out the dirtied books with a slightly disgusted look on her face.
"O-okay... I will t-tell the teachers where you are," the younger nodded her head, unshed tears still shining in her eyes, as she sniffed quietly.
"Thanks, Taeyeon-ah," she smiled and then walked towards the bathroom to try and clean her stuff somehow.
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