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she stayed in the bathroom until her tears dried on their own. no one came to check. no one ever did.
by the time she left, the apartment was dark. her mom's door was closed. silence again.
seohyun lay in bed, curled under the blanket, eyes open but empty.
sleep came late.
morning came too soon.
her alarm buzzed, sharp and heartless. she didn't want to move. didn't want to face them. or her. or anyone.
but she got up anyway.
same uniform. same bruised hoodie. she didn't have the energy to care.
she packed her bag. slipped on her shoes. no breakfast, as usual.
as she stepped outside, the air was cold. gray clouds hung low, matching how she felt inside.
she walked toward the bus stop, headphones in but no music playing. just silence.
another day.
same school.
same stares.
but she kept walking.
quiet. tired. but still moving.
she kept her head down as she entered the school gates. the halls were already buzzing—laughter, footsteps, lockers slamming.
no one noticed her.
until they did.
whispers started as she passed. not loud, not obvious. just enough for her to hear.
"same hoodie?"
"does she even wash it?"
"gross."
she walked faster. her fingers curled around her backpack strap, gripping tight.
in class, the teacher barely glanced at her. she sat in the back. always did.
when her name was called for attendance, someone snorted. someone else coughed the word "pig" under their breath.
she didn't react. she just looked down at her notebook, pretending to write.
by lunch, her chest already felt heavy.
she didn't go to the cafeteria. instead, she slipped into the stairwell—the far one no one used—and sat on the steps. alone.
she pulled out her sandwich. it was squished from her bag, the bread sticking to the plastic wrap.
she wasn't even hungry.
a few minutes later, the door creaked open. voices echoed down the stairs.
"there you are," miyeon's voice cut through the quiet like a knife.
seohyun froze.
"wow, hiding now?" another girl chimed in. "what, cafeteria too public for you?"
they walked down the steps slowly, like they were enjoying it. circling.
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? HARD BOY BABY // SIM JAEYUN ?
Fanfiction?(?? ? ? )? . . . . . . . . . A seemingly "hard boy" with emotional walls built from past pain. Outwardly confident, sometimes cruel . . A quiet, gentle girl who has endured bullying in the past. She's observant and strong, and often overlooked...
