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“Ma, do I really need to transfer to that school?” Kim Yoohyeon desperately whined to her mother. Her mother knows that Yoohyeon would disagree with her decision. She knows that her child is somehow an introvert which shows everyday. After school, Kim Yoohyeon would locked herself in her room and listen to music endlessly until she would call her up for dinner.
She would thought that sending Yoohyeon to a new school with a brand of having lots of social activities would improve her social life.
Kim Yoohyeon was once a bright person and socially inclined until her father decides to abandon her and her mother for another woman. After that, Yoohyeon have been distant to people, she even ignored her mother for months and her close friends which eventually left her totally.
From that moment on, Yoohyeon would always eat alone in her old school.
“It’s for the best, my dear, trust me” Her mother smiled at her daughter’s disagreement. “And plus, you get to be acquainted with new faces”. Her mother added.
Kim Yoohyeon just sighed deeply.
“Okay, my dear, here’s your stop. Seongnam High School. I know you love music, honey, you do not need to hide it anymore. Show ‘em what you got” Ms. Kim excitedly told her daughter who anxiously scan the environment of her new school.
“Ma, I think I can’t do it, like re-really, you know that when I'm around people I get sweat palms, my heart palpitates, and I am cconnfused” Yoohyeon stutters.
Ms. Kim got out of the car not minding the little comment from her daughter and open the door where Yoohyeon seated, she can really tell that her daughter is really scared right now. New environment, new faces, new challenges and probably new real friends. She thought of one friend of Yoohyeon who really stayed by her side, no matter how stubborn Yoohyeon is, Lee Yoobin, she called her Dami for short, and the latter called her by her full name.
Unfortunately, Dami moved to another school due to the work of her father. And Yoohyeon once again alone, unhappy.
“Just try, my dear, for me, I do not want you to be alone in your life forever, you need a man” Ms Kim jokingly told her daughter while trying to make a smile on her face.
“Okay, for music, and for my mother who’s been very supportive” She smiled at her mother and give her a kiss on the cheek. She steps out of the car and carried her packbag. And slowly walked to the gate of the school.
“Have a good day, honey” Ms. Kim waved and blew a kiss to her daughter. Yoohyeon smiled a little.
Kim Yoohyeon walked in the corridor of the school trying to find the principal’s office for her class schedule. She felt a little bit dizzy seeing a lot of people. She wanted to backed out and just stay at home reading books and listening to music, but she promised her mom, so she kept going.
Yoohyeon stopped her tracks when she was able to find her room. "Room 213, here it is" she whispered and sighed. The class have not yet started and she had a lot of time to find an empty seat away from interacting with her classmates as to why she came to school early and make life threatening decisions. She entered the classroom using the backdoor, looking down at the floor and side eyeing the people who was already inside. There were like seven people inside and Yoohyeon could clearly hear some whispers as she tried to find an empty seat. "Oh there it is, 5th row, 5th column,near the window just how I like it", she thought. The classroom was not that big but it could fit 30 students in total. But as she was about to put her bag on the chair and a piece of paper on the table, she was stopped by a little tap on her shoulders and heard the stranger coldly says
"That is my seat, you didn't get the memo, newbie?" The stranger furrowed her eyebrow at Yoohyeon who look straight in her amber eyes. She could feel the tension between them and Yoohyeon was sweating from embarassment at the sudden interaction with the stranger.
"I-I" She was cut off when the bell rang, a sign that the class will start at the moment and students begun to be on their seats. She put her bag back on her shoulders and internally panicked looking for an empty seat when the teacher entered in the classroom just on time. Yoohyeon was not able to find an empty seat and heard the teacher called up her name.
"Miss Kim Yoohyeon" the teacher said with authority and pointed his finger, signalling her to come in front and she did.
"Goodmorning class, as you can see, we have a new student so, please be nice to her. When I say nice, do not make any pranks on her, okay?" The students were all smiles and giggles as the teacher said those statements like it is a normal day for them to make a prank on a new student except for the student whom she encountered earlier, she seemed not to care at all.
"We will not, sir. We are all gonna be nice person and approachable as much as we can" A girl with blonde hair seated on the 2nd row, 3rd column, sarcastically said. Yoohyeon stood there awkwardly.
"I have to be ready for these pranks, I will not be able to survive this shit, what if I get into their pithole and embarass myself without even trying, I--" Yoohyeon was stopped in her thoughts when the teacher tapped her shoulder to introduce herself in front of the class.
She blinked three times while looking at the floor, sighed deeply and began introducing herself still gazing on the floor pretending like there were tiny people in there, "H-hi, I am Kim Yoohyeon, originally from Incheon, a--and I moved overseas with my mom and just moved here a month ago because of her job. I-- am 18 years old, uhmmm yeah" She practiced her introduction multiple times at home, but still manage to stutter. There was a moment of silence and eventually the teacher managed to speak out breaking the deafening silence surrounding the classroom.
"Okaayy, Yoohyeon, I am gonna be your homeroom teacher, I am Mr. Park, nice meeting you and it seems like the seats are already occupied but there is only one seat available, because we do not want our new student stand on the whole duration of the class, so you are gonna be seated next to Ms. Kim, oh you have same last name, there"
The teacher pointed at the direction not far from the student she encountered earlier but she is seated in the front of her diagonally. She barely looked at the student and was surely eyeing her like she was some kind of a prey for her to be eaten by. "4th row, 4th column, nice, I am between people, just nice" she anxiously thought.
"Hi, I'm Kim Bora, but you can call me SuA, I'm 19. Nice meeting you, Yooh" Bora introduced and offered her right hand for a handshake and Yoohyeon gladly accept it.
"And she is Handong, she's Chinese and very kind" Handong nodded enthusiastically and offer Yoohyeon a handshake.
The classes on her first day runs smoothly except that she was being awkward in interacting with students. The students undoubtedly nice to her and offered her help with anything in order for her to adjust to the new environment, especially Kim Bora since she volunteered to tour Yoohyeon around school along with Handong. She just cannot stop talking about school stuff and others since she is new to the school while Yoohyeon interestingly listened to all of that she said. Handong, on the other hand, was just laughing to whatever jokes Bora made. There was a time when she mentioned a student that Yoohyeon should stay away from, since Bora mentioned that most of the students in school are nice and kind, well, except for this particular student.
"We are all nice, Yooh. I am willing to help you adapt to this environment along with Handong and some of the students here" Bora excitedly said. "Well, except her" Bora said in lower voice and Yoohyeon could sense sadness in Bora's tone of voice.
"Yeah, Yooh, except for this specific student" Handong added, with the same tone of voice of Bora and sighed deeply. Yoohyeon furrowed her eyebrows and was about to ask who but she was cut off by a sudden loud noise coming from the cafeteria. Bora and Handong followed where the commotion and Yoohyeon just curiously followed the two.
Clearly, Yoohyeon was so drained for her first day and have the urge to sleep for the remaining hours of the day after dinner with her mom. But then, she keep on thinking about what happened this day. "Why is she like that?" She just want a peaceful night and dinner with her mom but these thoughts haunt her even in her dreams.