Late Bloomer

I spent the rest of the class staying away from the three boys. Whenever they tried to talk to me, I pretended to be busy. Ara didn't care about Saeron's threats and just continued to get more friendly with them. I think Ara and Jungkook clicked though. They talked a lot together.

Ara knew I wanted to be alone for a while and gave me some space. She was really understanding.

ARA

I looked back at Mirae who was fiddling with her pencil. She was just staring at her notes. Only one sentence was written after Science class was over. I sucked on my milk. But she wanted to be alone since the ordeal with Saeron. Personally, I didn't care about that idiot's threats. Seeing my best friend happy would be worth a thousand slaps.

I just wish she could understand I was her friend because I wanted to, not because I felt like I had to. If she understood, then maybe we can be a lot happier together. I was pulled out of my thoughts and met Jungkook's worried eyes. "Ara... you were zoned out. You kept biting on the straw. I tried to get your attention for a few minutes now! Are you okay? I am worried."

"Don't worry Jungkook. I was just thinking about what I should eat for dinner later. Nothing special." I lied.

"I wonder why Mirae is so quiet." Taehyung said staring at Mirae's back.

"She just doesn't feel well." I tried to reassure him, but he saw right through my act.

"Don't lie! I know something happened and you know." he pointed out. I flinched. I couldn't believe how quickly he could tell.

"Why do you care so much? You barely know Mirae." I asked. Taehyung shut up for a second. Hr must be trying to find an excuse.

"Well..." Taehyung looked away and stared at the ground. I saw his ears turn red. "She's just different so I pay more attention to her than other girls."

"That's all I need to know." I smiled slyly. Taehyung gaped.

"Don't tell her, OK?! Especially Jimin. He'll freak." he pleaded.

"Why would Jimin freak? He's the most composed of all three of you." I said nodding to Jimin who was sitting with his legs crossed on the windowsill on his phone with earphones in his ears. I was then curious on what he was doing and went across the classroom and stared at his phone. It took a minute for him to notice.

"Ahh!" He fell off the windowsill on his butt. I caught his phone midair. His earphones came out and Bolbbalgan4 was blasting from his phone.

"Nice music choice. I like them too. Jiyoung and Jiyoon are really pretty, right?" I smiled helping him up. "How do you know Mirae, by the way."

"We were close friends in middle school. Did something happen to her, though? She gained weight and when she's sad, she eats a lot." Jimin sighed looking back at Mirae. Taehyung and Jimin were really hooked onto Mirae.

"Don't tell her I said this, but her sister died shortly after promoting to high school." I said. "But it's sweet for you to worry about her."

"Well, I guess I should make her feel better, then." Jimin declared.

"Don't try it. She's moved on. Now she's trying to lose weight. The most you can do is just support her." I said.

"Then I will! Thanks, Ara." he thanked.

"No problem." I replied and sat back down at my seat next to Jungkook.

MIRAE

The school was finally over and I really wanted to go home. Maybe I'll actually be able to start on focusing on my weight loss goal. After thinking for the entire day in a bit of solitude of my life, my mind was able to restart and I felt better. Today's the day to start exercising. I eat pretty healthy meals, but just good meals aren't going to cut it.

I went to a shop across the street to find some leggings and t-shirt that I can wear when exercising. I found some and bought it. I also got a planner. My parents worked overseas since they were part of a big company's marketing department and they were gone for the next two months pitching a sale to investors. I hope that goes well for them, but in the meantime, I'm at home by myself with my dog, Iseul, a German Shepherd and sable ferret Hyun.

Sitting down on my bed, I made myself comfortable with a pen and planner in my lap. I wrote down a schedule of exercising and what I should do. Being organized always made me felt better since it was like I was actually doing something with my life.

"OK, Iseul. I don't want to be a depressing sack of beans. Let's get my life together to the happy one it was before." I declared and went outside to start exercising with my dog.

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