The One Who Might Change Me

She couldn't stick to one home. Passed around from family to family, she's never been with one long enough to bond with them. She's been with this family for six years, the longest she's ever been with one. Due to her history, she's shunned by everyone. She's become someone she isn't. Cold-hearted, careless, mean. Someone everyone is afraid of. The problem is that she doesn't like being this person. She can't get away from it no matter how hard she tries. Everyone expects her to be this way. Like they say, first impressions always last, right?


2. Sandra Dee


"So that new kid was staring at you all through first period," Hweji said as we were changing for gym. "I think he likes you."

"As if. Every guy stares. And not for the most pleasant of reasons," I replied. "He was talking to Sunhi and she probably already told him that I'm an orphan freak."

"You're not a freak. Why can't you just show people how you really are? When you act like this, what they're saying is way worse than 'orphan freak'."

"I know, but they don't say it to my face. As long as I don't hear it, it doesn't bother me."

"But more people need to know how kind you are."

"It's too late for that. Once people see me, they stay away. And that's how I like it. Besides, I have you and DongHoon," I smiled.

"You need more friends than that. What about the new kid? T.K was it?"

"He wouldn't want to be my friend. I don't really want to be his either. Anyways, he's been pulled into Sunhi's trap. There's no way he's getting out of there alive," I laughed as we exited the locker room.

We went outside to the track where the rest of the class was. Everyone was already staring and saying things that were most likely about me. Sunhi was wrapped around T.K's arm. She looked at me and had a disgusted look on her face. T.K noticed and he said something to her, but I couldn't hear what. Hweji and I sat under the tree we always go to and started stretching.

"You're so full of it! I saw you staring at him just now!" She teased.

"I was not staring. I was simply looking at Sunhi and he was in my line of sight," I countered.

Hweji rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right. Why can't you just admit you like him already?"

"Because I don't."

"Come on. How could you not like him?"

"If you like him so much, why don't you go after him?" I retorted.

"Because I know you like him."

"I do not."

"You just keep on telling yourself that," she said under her breath. "I'll race ya!" She took off onto the track and I followed after.

»T.K's POV«

"Oh my god. Look at her," Sunhi complained. I looked up to see Hyuna, the girl no one apparantly likes.

"Maybe you should get to know her before you complain," I suggested.

"Why would anyone want to talk to her? You have a lot to learn, T.K," she responded.

I don't know what it was about Hyuna, but I couldn't keep her out of my mind. It had nothing to do with how revealing her clothes were or how rebellious she acts. There's just something about her that makes her so interesting.

Sunhi pulled me along with her and walked on the track. She's so suffocating. I wanted to be running like everybody else.
I heard someone coming up behind us. I turned and saw Hweji, another one of our classmates, running really fast. I pulled Sunhi out of the way so she wouldn't get trampled, althougn a part of me wanted her to.

Not far behind was Hyuna. In the corner of my eye, I saw Sunhi smirking. As Hyuna came closer, Sunhi stuck her leg out and tripped her. She fell hard onto her hands and knees.

"Sunhi! Why would you do that?" I scolded.

"But it's funny, Oppa," she said innocently.

I ran over to Hyuna and held my hand out to help her up, but she swatted it away.

"I don't need your help,"she scowled as she got up by herself. Once she got back up on her feet, she continued running. This girl...

"Oppa, why do you keep looking at her?" Sunhi whined. "There's a beautiful girl standing right in front of you." I should've let Sunhi get trampled...

»Hyuna's POV«

I caught up to Hweji, who was leaning against the fence to catch her breath. The palms of my hands and my knees stung from the fall. Little specks of blood were forming from the tiny wounds.

"I saw what happened," she said.

"I know. Sunhi's such a bitch..." I ranted.

"That's not what I meant." I knew exactly what she meant. "He offered to help you. No one ever does that. Except for me, of course. He likes you. I can tell."

"Can you stop saying that? He doesn't like me. He just wants to get in my pants like every other guy in this school."
"Not everyone is like that. You need to learn to trust people."

"Trust people like how I used to trust Sunhi? Look what happened with that."

"Maybe T.K is different."

"Stop with T.K! It's getting really annoying."

"I'm not going to stop until you admit how much you love him," she drawled.

I pretended not to hear that last part. "Let's finish up these laps so we can get credit," I said and we started running again.


After gym, I had lunch. Hweji and I had different lunch periods, so I was all alone. I don't eat in the cafeteria. I go to the music room which is almost always empty. Sometimes I play the piano and sing the same song(Sandra Dee from Grease) every time. Today is one of those days. I used to sing it all the time when I was younger. Now, I don't have many opportunities to because people don't expect that from me.

»T.K's POV«

"So, oppa, I was wondering if you wanted to audition for the winter musical with me," Sunhi said. She's so irritating. Out of all people, why did I get stuck with her in 90% of my classes? "So what do you think?"

"Huh? What?" I wasn't really paying much attention to what she was saying.

"Do you want to be in the musical with me?"

"Musicals aren't really my thing," I replied. I do kind of want to be in it, but not with her.

"Please? For me?" She begged. She made a face with she probably thought was cute, but not me.

"I'll be right back," I said. I needed some space from her. I left the cafeteria and headed to the bathroom.

As I was walking down the hall, a beautiful voice caught my attention. I followed the voice down to a room at the end of the hall. The door was cracked open and I peeked in.

I saw Hyuna sitting at the piano and singing a song in english. I didn't know what the words meant, but by judging the emotion in her voice, I'm assuming it meant good things. She seemed so different than how she acts in class. Seeing this side of her made me even more interested in her.

I watched her until she finished the song. I had the urge to applaude her magnificent singing, but I didn't want her to know I was watching. I walked away and a smile crept onto my face.

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