When Roses Wither (2/?)
Title: When Roses Wither (2/?)
Pairing(s): Kyuhyun x girl!Sungmin
Genre: Angst, Romance
Warning(s): swearing, epic failure
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,931
Summary: Sungmin has always felt alone; unfavored, unwanted, unloved. She has always felt out of place; family, school, even the public. She's never felt special before. She doesn't look forward to anything in life. But this all changes when she sees him, Cho Kyuhyun; he makes her feel even worse. He's a popular, handsome boy. She's an average, plain-looking girl. How could he ever fall in love with her? Based on my life a true "story".
Chapters: 1
Continued off from Chapter 1...
As I head down the stairs with Tiffany, I turn around to check to see if I'm blocking anybody, and I notice that Kyuhyun is right behind me. He's chatting with some other boy, who seems really, and I mean really excited. It's like he has ADHD (Attention Deficiency Hyperactivity Disorder) or something. You know, he's kind of creeping me out a little now...
"Hey," Tiffany taps my shoulder.
I turn back to face her. "Hmm?"
"Why did you slow down? Were you looking at something?" she asks.
"Umm..." I'm not exactly sure how I should answer. I was staring at the love of my life... No, that would be a terrible thing to say.
But before I can respond, she turns around to see what I was staring at. Then she turns back to me and puts on a knowing face. "Ahh~ Now I know what you were looking at~"
My heart skips a beat for a minute. "Wh-What are you talking about?" Oh god, does she know that I like Kyuhyun? I don't know what kind of person she is. What if she's the gossip type? If she tells everyone, what am I going to do?! What if-
Tiffany cuts off my thoughts, whispering, "You were staring at the cute boy in our class, Kyuhyun."
Ah, fuck!!! She actually knows! I thought it'd be those kinds of situations where it seems like she knows, but she actually doesn't! OMFG OMFG OMF-
She cuts off my thoughts again, "Am I right?"
"N-No...?" Damn, I stuttered. That's totally going to give me away now!
She grins at me. "You know, you're really terrible at lying."
I drop my head in defeat. "Yeah, I know..."
Tiffany puts her hand on my shoulder, and I look at her. For a moment, I wonder if she's going to make fun of me.
"It's alright," she assures, "I won't tell anybody."
Although I don't believe her one bit, I still ask, "Really?"
She furiously nods. "I promise."
"How do I know if I can trust you?" I've been hurt way too many times to easily trust anyone again.
"Because," she simply states.
I repeat, "Because?"
She gives me another grin. "Because I'm going to help you hook up with him."
"What?!" I exclaim. When everybody in the stairway turns to look at me, I realize that I practically just screamed that out loud.
I steal a glance from behind me, and I see that Kyuhyun is staring as well. My face turns red from embarrassment, and I run down the stairs and into the cafetaria as I hear Tiffany yelling "Hey, wait up!" behind me.
~
Eventually, I realize that running in the cafetaria looks ridiculous, so I slow down to a light jog. I hear heavy footsteps behind me, and I whirl around to see Tiffany sprinting over. When she reaches me, she doesn't say anything, most likely because she's out of breath. But eventually, she starts to speak.
She huffs, "Damn! Y... You're really f-fast at running, you k-know that?"
I keep silent because I don't know what to say to her.
No longer out of breath, Tiffany continues, "You didn't have to run away. If you had simply asked, I would've explained to you how I was gonna hook you guys up."
"Shh!!!" I whisper, panicking. "Don't say it that loud! I don't want people to hear!"
"Ok, ok! Fine!" she whispers back.
"So..."
"So...?"
"How are you going to, um, you know, get us together?" I stutter.
"Ooh~ So you're interested in my plan? Heehee~"
"Just tell me already!" Of course I'm interested! I want to know how you're going to contradict the impossible.
"Alright... So I'm going to hook you guys up by making you two spend as much time as possible together!" Tiffany beams at me, as if her idea was the best plan ever or something.
"..."
"What! Isn't it an awesome plan?" she grins.
"... It's going to be pointless if he doesn't like me."
"I don't think you understand. He will develop feelings for you as he spends more and more time with you!"
"But he'll never like me. Why would he? I'm... It's not like there's anything special about me..."
"That stuff doesn't matter! It shouldn't matter! Love is blind for all. There's no requirement for being loved," she smiles at me.
"Tiffany..."
She looks at me with wishy-washy eyes. "Yes?"
"I don't think we should talk while standing in the middle of the cafeteria..."
Tiffany looks up and sees infinite pairs of eyes watching us.
She blushes. "O-Oh. Let's sit down then...," she drags me over to a table at the far end of the cafeteria.
As we settle down at our table, just then, I see Sunkyu walk into the cafeteria. My eyes brighten at her appearance, and I wave my hand at her.
"Huh?" Tiffany turns around to see who I'm waving at.
Sunkyu sees my randomly spazzing hand, and flutters over to my table.
"Sungmin!~" she squeals and nearly suffocates me with her bone-crushing hug.
With her vice grip, I barely manage to gasp, "Sun... Sunkyu..."
She squeals a little more, and then releases her tight hold on me, retreating to a seat next to me. As I rub my neck, Sunkyu turns to my new friend.
"Who's this?" she asks, with a small hint of bitterness.
"This is-"
Tiffany gleefully cuts me off, "I'm Tiffany!"
Sunkyu's smile falters a little, but she quickly wipes it off her face with a grin. I sense tension, but I don't say anything about it because I'll probably make it worse.
"Well, Tiffany, I'm Sunkyu, Sungmin's best friend from middle school!" Sunkyu gives another fake smile.
What the hell is Sunkyu doing? What is with her attitude?
Tiffany seems to sense her hostile aura, and effortlessly brushes it off with a genuinely nice comment. "You guys are best friends? That's great! Heehee, you can help me get to know Sungmin better!" She puts her hand on my shoulder and grins at Sunkyu.
Sunkyu isn't surprised at her response. "Hmph," she replies with a pout, "Whatever."
I am starting to feel bad now. And quite useless. Two of my friends are seemingly fighting over me, which is really stupid because I don't see anything about me that's worth fighting over, and I'm not doing anything about it. Or rather, I'm too cowardly to do anything about it. Well, that changes today! ... Kind of.
I decide to step in and change the subject, "S-So, um, should we g-go get lunch?"
Sunkyu smirks at me, saying, "That's a wonderful idea! Let's go," and she drags me away towards the lunch line.
"Hey!" Tiffany shouts, and starts chasing after us.
Argh, we are drawing more attention to ourselves. ;A;
Rule #3:
Never make yourself the center of attention.
Well, I guess it's ok if you're pretty or hot, etc, but if you're like me, a quiet, reserved, and less-than-average looking girl with very low self-esteem, then you're better off not drawing any attention whatsoever, because it will only get more awkward.
~
After lunch, Sunkyu and I go our separate ways, since we're in different classes, which I know are permanent, because Sunkyu begged her advisory teacher to change over to my class, and he declined without a second thought. And Tiffany is currently following happily behind me.
I don't like being followed because I don't like being a leader. I mean, it's so difficult! How am I going to steer everyone onto the right path? I can barely get there myself, let alone help others.
But I can't tell Tiffany about that. How can I? I don't want to drive her away, like I did to my other classmates from middle school... I don't want to be alone anymore.
I break out of my deep thought, and I see that Tiffany is giving me a concerned look.
"What?" I ask her.
"Are you upset?" she hesitatingly prompts, "You look so sad. Did I do anything wrong?"
I shake my head in confusion. "Sad? Why would I be? Today has turned out a lot better than I imagined it would be..."
Tiffany looks puzzled. "Huh? What did you think it would be like?"
I freeze. Ah crap, I let out a small part of my creepy inner self. I can't let her see what I am really thinking. It'll drive her away. "Um, no, I mean like, uh, I was really happy to make a friend today." Yeah, that seems friendly enough.
"Really?" she practically explodes with happiness, "I'm SUPARRR happy to be your friend too!"
"Hmm," I give her a contented sigh.
A bell suddenly rings, which scares the crap out of me and causes me to trip on the stairs. Great, I am now falling backwards, and I'm probably going to land on my butt. Hmph.
Tiffany gasps, "Sungmin!", and tries to grab my hand, but she misses. I knew that was going to happen.
I close my eyes, and brace myself for the fall. Then I feel my ass painfully colliding to the floor.
DAMN IT! I thought it would be like those situations in dramas, where whenever the girl falls, some really handsome and cool guy catches her or cushions her fall! Argh, I should've known that wouldn't have happened. After all, isn't that impossible for girl like me? This stuff only happens in dramas, and to pretty girls only. This is real life, and I'm not pretty at all. Reality sucks.
I drift in and out of consciousness for the next few minutes, probably because the fall was pretty high up. When I come to my senses, I realize that I am lying down on the floor in the staircase, and that there is no one there but me and Tiffany. And Kyuhyun? Nowhere to be seen, because why would he be there? It's not like he's my personal knight, ready to save me whenever I'm in danger. Although that'd be really nice.
"Sungmin!" Tiffany is frantically shaking me now, "Are you ok? Do you need help?"
Am I ok? Of course not! I just fell off a height of like, 20 feet! Ok, maybe not 20 feet, but I still fell from a high place! And do I need help? Of course I do! My ass is numb, and I can barely feel my legs!
But I tell her, "Ah, no, it's ok, I think I'm fine now." Although my body totally betrays me when I try to get up. My knees buckle and I fall back onto the floor. Damn you insufferable limbs.
"Sungmin!" Tiffany calls out my name again.
Really? Calling out my name? It's not like you can save me by just calling my name out. Sigh, but that's a normal reaction for her. She's just being concerned for my wellbeing. Hmm... The thought of someone caring about me makes me a bit happy... just a bit.
I hold up my hand, "No, I'm alright. ... The bell rang. I think that means we have to go to class." I try to get up again, but I fall back down.
"Ohhh no. You can't go to class like this. Come on, you need to rest in the nurses' office." Tiffany helps me onto my feet, and I shuffle as she directs me towards our destination. Sigh, I bet I look ridiculous shuffling.
When we reach the nurses' office, there's nobody in sight, so we assume that the nurse is probably on his or her lunch break or something.
"Here," Tiffany helps me onto a bed in the infirmary, "You should rest for today, or at least, until you feel like you can get back on your feet. I'll stay by your side the whole time, so don't worry."
To be honest, I really do want her to stay, because it would suck to be alone like this, but I know I can't be selfish.
"No, I'll be fine alone," I lie, "You should go to class. I don't want you to miss anything. That wouldn't be fair to you." Wow, my lie sounds so genuine. That's a first.
"What? But, I can't just leave you like this!" she exclaims.
"Trust me, I'll ok. Now go, I'm counting on you to represent me in class while I'm gone."
Tiffany nods at me with dignity, and rushes back to our next class, Math. ... I wonder if Kyuhyun's in that class. Damn, I forgot to ask Tiffany to check for me. Oh well, I'm sure she'd do it anyway without having me ask to her.
I sigh and look up to the ceiling. Nobody's here, and I don't have anything to do but mope and wish for impossible things to happen, like being pretty, popular, less useless, having Kyuhyun finally return my love, having more self-esteem because my self-esteem right now is just really low, which is really annoying because I don't want to be this whiny girl, that's so stupid, I should be more independent and confident, having Kyuhyun finally return my love, etc.
Apparently, from the window to my left, it seems as if the sun has decided to shed some light on my stress. Literally. Sunlight is blinding my eyes. Argh. I can't tell if the sun is trying to comfort me or spite me. Maybe both.
I sit up, ready to close the blinds on the window, which is really pretty far, but my butt and legs are still weak so I don't think I'd be able to stand without crashing to the floor. Thank you very much, high fall of doom from the stairs.
I lie back down on the bed, and roll onto my sides, momentarily contemplating my situation.
It's the first day of my high school experience, a chance for another new beginning in life, and I'm stuck in the infirmary, due to a stupid fall that could've been prevented. How pitiful. ... I feel a little sad when I realize that I'm missing out on class. Missing the chance to meet my new classmates, possible new friends. Missing out on what could've been. So this is how I'm going to make my fresh start? But it's no different from middle school... being all alone like this.
Argh, since when I did I become so gloomy? I'm disgusting even myself with this negative behavior. I really want to change; I do. But willpower alone is not strong enough to create such a metamorphosis.
In the midsts of my afflicting thoughts, I hear a sudden sound beyond the door. I freeze, not knowing what to do. I try to come up with something before the person enters. ... Ah, too late. The doorknob is turning. Fine, I'll pretend to be asleep, which is a rather tedious choice, but it's the only choice I've got. I pull some covers over myself just as the door opens. Phew, almost got caught there, heehee.
As the door opens, I hear someone walking in. Then there is a seemingly hesitant pause. Muahahahaha, they probably just noticed that the room's already occupied with, namely me, Lee Sungmin.
"Ahh...," I hear a disappointed sigh. Le gasp, it's a boy. Damn, I get all nervous when boys are involved.
"... The room's taken... Hmph," the boy continues with a nonchalant tone.
Wait a minute. That voice... Why does it sound so familiar? Ah, where did this dreadful atmosphere come from?
"Oh wait, there's another bed," he notices. The boy starts walking towards the second bed. Argh, why couldn't there be only ONE bed?! Then he'd leave me alone.
When the boy reaches the bed, he is now within my line of sight. If I open my eyes, he'll find out that I'm actually awake. That is, if he is looking at me, which is very unlikely. But I don't want to take any chances, so I keep my eyes closed.
I hear the boy flop onto the bed, murmuring a sound of contentment. "Comfy...," he comments with nonchalant voice. It's kind of ironic how the things he says contradicts with his uninterested voice.
Hmm... His voice... It's so deep and... velvety... just like... just like... Then I come to a sudden realization. His voice is just like Kyuhyun's voice. ... -pause for an awkward silence-
AH FUCK!!! IT'S KYUHYUN, THE LOVE OF MY L- I MEAN, THE PERSON I DON'T WANT TO SEE THE MOST AT THE MOMENT! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?! ARGH! This is just like a drama right now, where the main character is alone with some totally hot guy, but why does this stuff always happen at such inconvenient times?! Sure, you're there whenever I'm in embarrassing situations, but where are you when I actually need you?
In such an awkward and difficult predicament, I have completely no idea what I should do, and I am feeling very helpless at the moment. Clenching my fists in anxiety, I notice that I have curled into the fetal position. I wonder how I even got into this position on the first place... Now, what to do, what to do?! I decide to start by opening my eyes.
The first thing I see is a blue blanket, which I am using to cover myself. Then I start to unravel out of my position. Slowly by slowly, I retract my head, looking up in the process. My eyes start to trail up the boy's body... Eww, why do I sound like such a pedophile? And when I reach his face, I gasp.
Kyuhyun is staring back at me. And he just saw everything that happened.
FUCK!!!
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A/N: Ahh~ Finally, an update from the long lost writer... ;___;
I'm really sorry for not updating in such a long time. D:
I know it's been months since an actual update, but there was just a lot of schoolwork and exams, with no time for any writing besides sleep time. :(
Then, just as summer vacation started, I thought I would finally be able to get some writing done, but noooo, my mom signed me up for a month long test prep.
After suffering for a month, I thought I would be able to relax and do some writing. But again, some weird and seemingly supernatural force intervened, and this time, I was somehow infected by an intestinal parasite. O.O
So I was painfully sick at home with a stomachache and fever for about a week. In fact, I'm actually still sick. O.O It's just the fever and stomachache that's gone. I still have to eat only congee until I'm complete healthy again (although it feels like I'll never eat real food again ;___;).
Well, anyways, depressing details aside, at least I've returned!... Kind of...?
Since I haven't written in such a long time, my writing skills seems to have gotten rusty? O.O
Sorry if this chapter is kind of weird. xD It feels as if Sungmin gets more and more depressing. D:
Also, for Sleepless Nights, I haven't given up on it, don't worry! :'D
I actually wrote most of it out, but I'm stuck on this one confession scene... TT_TT
Why am I good at sad stuff, but bad at lovey-dovey stuff?! ;A;
... Man, I'm really good at getting distracted lol, because I just lost my train of thought, so I'm not exactly sure what I should write next. xD
Well, I'll just end it here for now!~ ^w^
... Oh, I almost forgot! I have a new story (also KyuMin, because I'm such an obsessive passionate KyuMin shipper, :'D), and it's going to be full of mystery... I think. I'm not that positive of my writing skills about mystery... Oh well! xD I shall post the story soooonnnn~ >8'D
And silent readers~ don't be afraid to comment~ I welcome all comments (as long as they're nice please ^w^) at any time~ :]
( Chapter 3 )
Thanks for reading!~ :'D ♥
Pairing(s): Kyuhyun x girl!Sungmin
Genre: Angst, Romance
Warning(s): swearing, epic failure
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,931
Summary: Sungmin has always felt alone; unfavored, unwanted, unloved. She has always felt out of place; family, school, even the public. She's never felt special before. She doesn't look forward to anything in life. But this all changes when she sees him, Cho Kyuhyun; he makes her feel even worse. He's a popular, handsome boy. She's an average, plain-looking girl. How could he ever fall in love with her? Based on my life a true "story".
Chapters: 1
Continued off from Chapter 1...
As I head down the stairs with Tiffany, I turn around to check to see if I'm blocking anybody, and I notice that Kyuhyun is right behind me. He's chatting with some other boy, who seems really, and I mean really excited. It's like he has ADHD (Attention Deficiency Hyperactivity Disorder) or something. You know, he's kind of creeping me out a little now...
"Hey," Tiffany taps my shoulder.
I turn back to face her. "Hmm?"
"Why did you slow down? Were you looking at something?" she asks.
"Umm..." I'm not exactly sure how I should answer. I was staring at the love of my life... No, that would be a terrible thing to say.
But before I can respond, she turns around to see what I was staring at. Then she turns back to me and puts on a knowing face. "Ahh~ Now I know what you were looking at~"
My heart skips a beat for a minute. "Wh-What are you talking about?" Oh god, does she know that I like Kyuhyun? I don't know what kind of person she is. What if she's the gossip type? If she tells everyone, what am I going to do?! What if-
Tiffany cuts off my thoughts, whispering, "You were staring at the cute boy in our class, Kyuhyun."
Ah, fuck!!! She actually knows! I thought it'd be those kinds of situations where it seems like she knows, but she actually doesn't! OMFG OMFG OMF-
She cuts off my thoughts again, "Am I right?"
"N-No...?" Damn, I stuttered. That's totally going to give me away now!
She grins at me. "You know, you're really terrible at lying."
I drop my head in defeat. "Yeah, I know..."
Tiffany puts her hand on my shoulder, and I look at her. For a moment, I wonder if she's going to make fun of me.
"It's alright," she assures, "I won't tell anybody."
Although I don't believe her one bit, I still ask, "Really?"
She furiously nods. "I promise."
"How do I know if I can trust you?" I've been hurt way too many times to easily trust anyone again.
"Because," she simply states.
I repeat, "Because?"
She gives me another grin. "Because I'm going to help you hook up with him."
"What?!" I exclaim. When everybody in the stairway turns to look at me, I realize that I practically just screamed that out loud.
I steal a glance from behind me, and I see that Kyuhyun is staring as well. My face turns red from embarrassment, and I run down the stairs and into the cafetaria as I hear Tiffany yelling "Hey, wait up!" behind me.
~
Eventually, I realize that running in the cafetaria looks ridiculous, so I slow down to a light jog. I hear heavy footsteps behind me, and I whirl around to see Tiffany sprinting over. When she reaches me, she doesn't say anything, most likely because she's out of breath. But eventually, she starts to speak.
She huffs, "Damn! Y... You're really f-fast at running, you k-know that?"
I keep silent because I don't know what to say to her.
No longer out of breath, Tiffany continues, "You didn't have to run away. If you had simply asked, I would've explained to you how I was gonna hook you guys up."
"Shh!!!" I whisper, panicking. "Don't say it that loud! I don't want people to hear!"
"Ok, ok! Fine!" she whispers back.
"So..."
"So...?"
"How are you going to, um, you know, get us together?" I stutter.
"Ooh~ So you're interested in my plan? Heehee~"
"Just tell me already!" Of course I'm interested! I want to know how you're going to contradict the impossible.
"Alright... So I'm going to hook you guys up by making you two spend as much time as possible together!" Tiffany beams at me, as if her idea was the best plan ever or something.
"..."
"What! Isn't it an awesome plan?" she grins.
"... It's going to be pointless if he doesn't like me."
"I don't think you understand. He will develop feelings for you as he spends more and more time with you!"
"But he'll never like me. Why would he? I'm... It's not like there's anything special about me..."
"That stuff doesn't matter! It shouldn't matter! Love is blind for all. There's no requirement for being loved," she smiles at me.
"Tiffany..."
She looks at me with wishy-washy eyes. "Yes?"
"I don't think we should talk while standing in the middle of the cafeteria..."
Tiffany looks up and sees infinite pairs of eyes watching us.
She blushes. "O-Oh. Let's sit down then...," she drags me over to a table at the far end of the cafeteria.
As we settle down at our table, just then, I see Sunkyu walk into the cafeteria. My eyes brighten at her appearance, and I wave my hand at her.
"Huh?" Tiffany turns around to see who I'm waving at.
Sunkyu sees my randomly spazzing hand, and flutters over to my table.
"Sungmin!~" she squeals and nearly suffocates me with her bone-crushing hug.
With her vice grip, I barely manage to gasp, "Sun... Sunkyu..."
She squeals a little more, and then releases her tight hold on me, retreating to a seat next to me. As I rub my neck, Sunkyu turns to my new friend.
"Who's this?" she asks, with a small hint of bitterness.
"This is-"
Tiffany gleefully cuts me off, "I'm Tiffany!"
Sunkyu's smile falters a little, but she quickly wipes it off her face with a grin. I sense tension, but I don't say anything about it because I'll probably make it worse.
"Well, Tiffany, I'm Sunkyu, Sungmin's best friend from middle school!" Sunkyu gives another fake smile.
What the hell is Sunkyu doing? What is with her attitude?
Tiffany seems to sense her hostile aura, and effortlessly brushes it off with a genuinely nice comment. "You guys are best friends? That's great! Heehee, you can help me get to know Sungmin better!" She puts her hand on my shoulder and grins at Sunkyu.
Sunkyu isn't surprised at her response. "Hmph," she replies with a pout, "Whatever."
I am starting to feel bad now. And quite useless. Two of my friends are seemingly fighting over me, which is really stupid because I don't see anything about me that's worth fighting over, and I'm not doing anything about it. Or rather, I'm too cowardly to do anything about it. Well, that changes today! ... Kind of.
I decide to step in and change the subject, "S-So, um, should we g-go get lunch?"
Sunkyu smirks at me, saying, "That's a wonderful idea! Let's go," and she drags me away towards the lunch line.
"Hey!" Tiffany shouts, and starts chasing after us.
Argh, we are drawing more attention to ourselves. ;A;
Rule #3:
Never make yourself the center of attention.
Well, I guess it's ok if you're pretty or hot, etc, but if you're like me, a quiet, reserved, and less-than-average looking girl with very low self-esteem, then you're better off not drawing any attention whatsoever, because it will only get more awkward.
~
After lunch, Sunkyu and I go our separate ways, since we're in different classes, which I know are permanent, because Sunkyu begged her advisory teacher to change over to my class, and he declined without a second thought. And Tiffany is currently following happily behind me.
I don't like being followed because I don't like being a leader. I mean, it's so difficult! How am I going to steer everyone onto the right path? I can barely get there myself, let alone help others.
But I can't tell Tiffany about that. How can I? I don't want to drive her away, like I did to my other classmates from middle school... I don't want to be alone anymore.
I break out of my deep thought, and I see that Tiffany is giving me a concerned look.
"What?" I ask her.
"Are you upset?" she hesitatingly prompts, "You look so sad. Did I do anything wrong?"
I shake my head in confusion. "Sad? Why would I be? Today has turned out a lot better than I imagined it would be..."
Tiffany looks puzzled. "Huh? What did you think it would be like?"
I freeze. Ah crap, I let out a small part of my creepy inner self. I can't let her see what I am really thinking. It'll drive her away. "Um, no, I mean like, uh, I was really happy to make a friend today." Yeah, that seems friendly enough.
"Really?" she practically explodes with happiness, "I'm SUPARRR happy to be your friend too!"
"Hmm," I give her a contented sigh.
A bell suddenly rings, which scares the crap out of me and causes me to trip on the stairs. Great, I am now falling backwards, and I'm probably going to land on my butt. Hmph.
Tiffany gasps, "Sungmin!", and tries to grab my hand, but she misses. I knew that was going to happen.
I close my eyes, and brace myself for the fall. Then I feel my ass painfully colliding to the floor.
DAMN IT! I thought it would be like those situations in dramas, where whenever the girl falls, some really handsome and cool guy catches her or cushions her fall! Argh, I should've known that wouldn't have happened. After all, isn't that impossible for girl like me? This stuff only happens in dramas, and to pretty girls only. This is real life, and I'm not pretty at all. Reality sucks.
I drift in and out of consciousness for the next few minutes, probably because the fall was pretty high up. When I come to my senses, I realize that I am lying down on the floor in the staircase, and that there is no one there but me and Tiffany. And Kyuhyun? Nowhere to be seen, because why would he be there? It's not like he's my personal knight, ready to save me whenever I'm in danger. Although that'd be really nice.
"Sungmin!" Tiffany is frantically shaking me now, "Are you ok? Do you need help?"
Am I ok? Of course not! I just fell off a height of like, 20 feet! Ok, maybe not 20 feet, but I still fell from a high place! And do I need help? Of course I do! My ass is numb, and I can barely feel my legs!
But I tell her, "Ah, no, it's ok, I think I'm fine now." Although my body totally betrays me when I try to get up. My knees buckle and I fall back onto the floor. Damn you insufferable limbs.
"Sungmin!" Tiffany calls out my name again.
Really? Calling out my name? It's not like you can save me by just calling my name out. Sigh, but that's a normal reaction for her. She's just being concerned for my wellbeing. Hmm... The thought of someone caring about me makes me a bit happy... just a bit.
I hold up my hand, "No, I'm alright. ... The bell rang. I think that means we have to go to class." I try to get up again, but I fall back down.
"Ohhh no. You can't go to class like this. Come on, you need to rest in the nurses' office." Tiffany helps me onto my feet, and I shuffle as she directs me towards our destination. Sigh, I bet I look ridiculous shuffling.
When we reach the nurses' office, there's nobody in sight, so we assume that the nurse is probably on his or her lunch break or something.
"Here," Tiffany helps me onto a bed in the infirmary, "You should rest for today, or at least, until you feel like you can get back on your feet. I'll stay by your side the whole time, so don't worry."
To be honest, I really do want her to stay, because it would suck to be alone like this, but I know I can't be selfish.
"No, I'll be fine alone," I lie, "You should go to class. I don't want you to miss anything. That wouldn't be fair to you." Wow, my lie sounds so genuine. That's a first.
"What? But, I can't just leave you like this!" she exclaims.
"Trust me, I'll ok. Now go, I'm counting on you to represent me in class while I'm gone."
Tiffany nods at me with dignity, and rushes back to our next class, Math. ... I wonder if Kyuhyun's in that class. Damn, I forgot to ask Tiffany to check for me. Oh well, I'm sure she'd do it anyway without having me ask to her.
I sigh and look up to the ceiling. Nobody's here, and I don't have anything to do but mope and wish for impossible things to happen, like being pretty, popular, less useless, having Kyuhyun finally return my love, having more self-esteem because my self-esteem right now is just really low, which is really annoying because I don't want to be this whiny girl, that's so stupid, I should be more independent and confident, having Kyuhyun finally return my love, etc.
Apparently, from the window to my left, it seems as if the sun has decided to shed some light on my stress. Literally. Sunlight is blinding my eyes. Argh. I can't tell if the sun is trying to comfort me or spite me. Maybe both.
I sit up, ready to close the blinds on the window, which is really pretty far, but my butt and legs are still weak so I don't think I'd be able to stand without crashing to the floor. Thank you very much, high fall of doom from the stairs.
I lie back down on the bed, and roll onto my sides, momentarily contemplating my situation.
It's the first day of my high school experience, a chance for another new beginning in life, and I'm stuck in the infirmary, due to a stupid fall that could've been prevented. How pitiful. ... I feel a little sad when I realize that I'm missing out on class. Missing the chance to meet my new classmates, possible new friends. Missing out on what could've been. So this is how I'm going to make my fresh start? But it's no different from middle school... being all alone like this.
Argh, since when I did I become so gloomy? I'm disgusting even myself with this negative behavior. I really want to change; I do. But willpower alone is not strong enough to create such a metamorphosis.
In the midsts of my afflicting thoughts, I hear a sudden sound beyond the door. I freeze, not knowing what to do. I try to come up with something before the person enters. ... Ah, too late. The doorknob is turning. Fine, I'll pretend to be asleep, which is a rather tedious choice, but it's the only choice I've got. I pull some covers over myself just as the door opens. Phew, almost got caught there, heehee.
As the door opens, I hear someone walking in. Then there is a seemingly hesitant pause. Muahahahaha, they probably just noticed that the room's already occupied with, namely me, Lee Sungmin.
"Ahh...," I hear a disappointed sigh. Le gasp, it's a boy. Damn, I get all nervous when boys are involved.
"... The room's taken... Hmph," the boy continues with a nonchalant tone.
Wait a minute. That voice... Why does it sound so familiar? Ah, where did this dreadful atmosphere come from?
"Oh wait, there's another bed," he notices. The boy starts walking towards the second bed. Argh, why couldn't there be only ONE bed?! Then he'd leave me alone.
When the boy reaches the bed, he is now within my line of sight. If I open my eyes, he'll find out that I'm actually awake. That is, if he is looking at me, which is very unlikely. But I don't want to take any chances, so I keep my eyes closed.
I hear the boy flop onto the bed, murmuring a sound of contentment. "Comfy...," he comments with nonchalant voice. It's kind of ironic how the things he says contradicts with his uninterested voice.
Hmm... His voice... It's so deep and... velvety... just like... just like... Then I come to a sudden realization. His voice is just like Kyuhyun's voice. ... -pause for an awkward silence-
AH FUCK!!! IT'S KYUHYUN, THE LOVE OF MY L- I MEAN, THE PERSON I DON'T WANT TO SEE THE MOST AT THE MOMENT! WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?! ARGH! This is just like a drama right now, where the main character is alone with some totally hot guy, but why does this stuff always happen at such inconvenient times?! Sure, you're there whenever I'm in embarrassing situations, but where are you when I actually need you?
In such an awkward and difficult predicament, I have completely no idea what I should do, and I am feeling very helpless at the moment. Clenching my fists in anxiety, I notice that I have curled into the fetal position. I wonder how I even got into this position on the first place... Now, what to do, what to do?! I decide to start by opening my eyes.
The first thing I see is a blue blanket, which I am using to cover myself. Then I start to unravel out of my position. Slowly by slowly, I retract my head, looking up in the process. My eyes start to trail up the boy's body... Eww, why do I sound like such a pedophile? And when I reach his face, I gasp.
Kyuhyun is staring back at me. And he just saw everything that happened.
FUCK!!!
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A/N: Ahh~ Finally, an update from the long lost writer... ;___;
I'm really sorry for not updating in such a long time. D:
I know it's been months since an actual update, but there was just a lot of schoolwork and exams, with no time for any writing besides sleep time. :(
Then, just as summer vacation started, I thought I would finally be able to get some writing done, but noooo, my mom signed me up for a month long test prep.
After suffering for a month, I thought I would be able to relax and do some writing. But again, some weird and seemingly supernatural force intervened, and this time, I was somehow infected by an intestinal parasite. O.O
So I was painfully sick at home with a stomachache and fever for about a week. In fact, I'm actually still sick. O.O It's just the fever and stomachache that's gone. I still have to eat only congee until I'm complete healthy again (although it feels like I'll never eat real food again ;___;).
Well, anyways, depressing details aside, at least I've returned!... Kind of...?
Since I haven't written in such a long time, my writing skills seems to have gotten rusty? O.O
Sorry if this chapter is kind of weird. xD It feels as if Sungmin gets more and more depressing. D:
Also, for Sleepless Nights, I haven't given up on it, don't worry! :'D
I actually wrote most of it out, but I'm stuck on this one confession scene... TT_TT
Why am I good at sad stuff, but bad at lovey-dovey stuff?! ;A;
... Man, I'm really good at getting distracted lol, because I just lost my train of thought, so I'm not exactly sure what I should write next. xD
Well, I'll just end it here for now!~ ^w^
... Oh, I almost forgot! I have a new story (also KyuMin, because I'm such an obsessive passionate KyuMin shipper, :'D), and it's going to be full of mystery... I think. I'm not that positive of my writing skills about mystery... Oh well! xD I shall post the story soooonnnn~ >8'D
And silent readers~ don't be afraid to comment~ I welcome all comments (as long as they're nice please ^w^) at any time~ :]
( Chapter 3 )
Thanks for reading!~ :'D ♥