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Yeorin could not think straight after Nayeon's confession. Her head was all over the place, replaying long buried memories in her mind whenever Nayeon did something similar like this.

She would hurt Yeorin in some way then give her some lame-ass apology and move on like she didn't just crush the younger girl's heart seconds ago.

Yeorin was tired and betrayed by the hundreds of time by Nayeon, yet she didn't have the courage to end their friendship. Or whatever their weird relationship was.

She was annoyed and angry how Nayeon took advantage of her, made her feel small all the time.

But, if she end their friendship, she'd be all alone in the whole school, no friends to talk to, the other two girls are older than her so they wouldn't get along that well. Her only friend was her uncle, Moon Baek, but he was always away for business trips, so she barely saw him anymore, yet he always made sure to buy her something pretty as souvenir.

She didn't have many choices left. That's why she stayed.

The fear of being alone was terrifying for her.

"Sooo, I'm kinda getting cold feet so you'll go there and tell him the truth about me, about how amazing I really am." Nayeon said, snapping Yeorin out of her thoughts as packed her stuff up to leave.

Nayeon was supposed to meet Seongjun in fifteen minutes but she suddenly decided to bail on him last minute. Yeorin eyes widened at the thought of her being alone with him and immediately shook her head at her friend.

"N-No way." She said, and started walking away in hope to loose Nayeon.

But she was hot on her tail, her cheap heels clicking unnecessarily loudly as she followed her friend.

"No, no! You can't do that to me!" Nayeon yelled and ran after her. She roughly gripped her hand and yanked Yeorin back to face her.

"Can't do what to you? You like him, you have him the letter." Yeorin refused furiously.

"You don't understand, he needs to want me. You can tell him great things to make him like me." She whined shaking Yeorin.

"Then tell those amazing things yourself! Guys like him loves confident women." Yeorin shot back only to receive a harsh slap on her cheek.

It was like this all the time. Whenever Yeorin finally gathers a small amount of bravery within her, Nayeon was there every time to crush her to the ground with her ugly heels.

"You will go there and do as I told you, or I'll tell the math teacher how you helped me during the final exam." Yeorin's heart dropped at the threat, fearing what the consequences might be if it gets to the teacher. She would be dead meat.

"Really? You would go that low?" Yeorin rubbed her stinging cheek.

Her eyes glistened with fresh tears as she started at her so-called friend who just smacked her like it was nothing.

"At this point, you shouldn't question me." Nayeon smirked.

"......Fine....." She sighed softly both in defeat and in worry.

She slowly made her way to the bleaches and saw Seongjun leaning against it with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

He smirked when he saw her approaching, Yeorin clenched her bag on her shoulder tighter warily as she stopped in front of him. She nervously looked up at him and decided to keep quiet.

Keeping quiet always worked.

"You're here because of that letter." He said lowly.

"Y-Yes. Nayeon asked me to give that to you." Yeorin replied quietly, eyes staying on the ground as usual.

"So, you got a boyfriend?" He tilted his head, playing innocent.

"N-No." She admitted with a small shake of her head.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

Again, she just shook her head no. She was confused why the boy started interrogating her about her romantic life, which was non-existent.

All the boys in school looked past her, more like through her as she was invisible next to Nayeon. It bothered her at first but she got used to be the ugly nerd friend.

Little did she know.

"Really? Never had a boyfriend?" He asked, more like teased her.

She lowered her head in shame, a deep red blush appearing on her cheeks in embarrassment. She was more than uncomfortable now. His weird questions started to freak her out.

"How come?" She shrugged, not wanting to speak about her love life anymore.

"You don't really think I believe you, right?" He jeered and he walked closer to her.

"W-what are you talking about?" Her voice trembled as she spoke quietly.

"I don't believe your friend sent me that letter. I think it was you all along. Are you that desperate to have my attention on you, huh?" He smirked widely as he gripped her chin roughly to look in her fearful eyes.

"N-no! I swear it's not me! My friend, Yang N-Nayeon wrote that letter!" Yeorin stuttered, tears filling up her eyes in fear.

"Oh yeah, well I was happier thinking it's from you." He smirked down at her, showing his yellowing teeth from smoking too much.

"Y-you would like her, I prom- Ah!" Yeorin was interrupted by him as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her inside a nearby supply closet, locking the door after with a loud click.

Yeorin's breathing picked up its pace, her heart was drumming against her ribcage painfully hard, her lips wobbled in fear, her eyes wide with terror as she watched him. He looked like a predator sizing up its prey.

Ready for feast.

"You see this is what's the difference between you and her. She's easy, experienced, too loose for me,, I like them tight wrapped around me." He chuckled darkly and started sucking on her neck rather hard. She winced at the pain and tried to push him away while panicking but he wouldn't budge. "You're a virgin, aren't you?"

Yeorin was shaking like a leaf as she let reality sing in her head. One of her worst nightmares was about to come true.

Horrified, she started shaking her head frantically as his hands started moving to placed he wasn't supposed to touch.

"N-No, no, please! I b-beg you....." She gasped for air, desperately trying to push him away from her but he was like a brick of wall.

Standing in front of her, dangerously close for her comfort, putting his dirty hand on her inappropriately.

Just as she opened her mouth to scream he kissed her, shutting her up forcefully. It almost made her barf when she smelt the disgusting smell of cigarettes on his face. Tears were streaming down on her cheeks like waterfalls, her small hands continued hitting his chest but he barely felt it.

"You won't escape from me,"

"You never will."