It’s already the day of the competition… students were gathered at the school’s pool area… for some reason, her heart’s been pounding hard… wondering if it’s because of the anxiousness brought by the competition… or is it because she’s thinking if he will watch her… after done having her stretching she looked up and scanned the place… hoping she would see his familiar face that she’s been missing for the whole week… and much to her disappointment… she didn’t see even a shadow of him…
Her gazed dropped as she sighed… brows slowly meeting each other as she suppressed herself from feeling sad… thinking it’s not the right time to distract herself to such things… and also thinking why she should feel bad about it… after all she was the one who asked for this…
Her coach called her… enough to gain back herself… she glanced one last time towards the audience but still… he’s not there…
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“Damn Bae…! Faster…! The competition’s about to start…!”
Two men were running frantically across the field… there’s no way he’s going to miss this event… he was supposed to go there early but because it took him an hour to searched for his best friend who was busily making-out at a janitor’s closet… it seemed like he’ll be going to miss Dara’s part…
“Why the hell should I come with you in the first place…?! I’m still not done with Izza…!”
Jiyong suddenly stopped from his track that caused his friend to bump on his back.
“Yah… what the hell…? I thought you’re in a rush…?”
Youngbae said while massaging his nose because of the impact.
“I need you Bae…”
Jiyong said in a serious tone… his friend’s eyes widen like they were about to come out from its sockets… he was still holding on to his nose as the shock of his life hit him… hearing such thing from his best friend… was just…
“F*ck… are you really gay…?!”
Youngbae asked him in horror… backing away as if his best friend just got an infectious disease… it’s now Jiyong’s turn to widen his eyes… raised a brow upon hearing the G word again…
“What the hell…?! I’m not gay…! What’s got into you…?! I just said I need you…!”
His last words made the people around look at them… realizing what he just Jiyong looked around only to be welcomed by shocked expressions from people especially from the girls who are more likely his fangirls…
“Aisht…!”
He grabbed his best friend who is now like a couple of meters away from him… and his crazy friend hugged himself as if shielding himself from being molested by his just founded gay friend.
“I can’t go in there alone… I’m afraid I’ll just lose myself again once I get to see her up close…”
Jiyong bowed his head… one week of suppressing himself to get close to her… one week of thinking and busying himself from doing other things basically in his cooking and sewing club, not that he wanted to… and one week for him to realize what she really is to him…
Youngbae slowly released himself from his arms… his face calmed upon hearing what his best friend just told him… he tapped Jiyong’s shoulder to gain its attention.
“I know you’ll not do it…”
Jiyong looked up and pouted a bit… Youngbae raised a brow… disgusted in his friend’s reaction.
“But…-“
“Aisht… come on… I thought you want to reach her part…”
Youngbae cut him off… it’s not the time to get emotional… he grabbed his friend’s arm and dragged him as they continued to run towards the gym.
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The swimmers were now on their starting point… people were cheering around the place… but still she could hear the wild pounding in her chest… she gulped down… this is it…results from her weeks of training would now be put to test… she looked around once again… but quickly dropped her gaze together with the hope that he’ll still come and see her…
The referee finally blew the gun… and all the swimmers dived in the pool… all have the same pace at first… and eventually she was able to quicken her strokes… paddling her hands against the water… lifting herself as each of her strokes played against the water…
With full determination, she was sure that she’ll win this one… but much to her unluckiness… she suddenly felt the stiffness going on in her right leg… she suddenly sunk in the water… but still tried to stroke her hands for her not to drown… her swim got slower… the other swimmers were now keeping up on her… but she still tried… for a coupe of strokes more she would finally get to the end point…
And just then she heard a familiar voice… heard her name being called by that familiar voice… odd what it seemed like… hearing a particular voice despite the mixed screaming of the people around the area… her hearts pace quickened once again… as if her heart recognized who it was came from…
And just as she thought… once she lifted her head from the water she saw his figure standing at the end point… looking at her with a distressed expression painted on his face… their eyes met for a second… and just then she just felt her body being flowed by the water itself… taking her to where he is…
[Dara’s POV]
Suddenly… the screaming of the people slowly subsided… the people around slowly vanished one by one… that I could only hear the splashing of water… could only see my way towards him…
Did he lose some weight…? Did he change the color of his hair..? Oh gosh… it feels like years and not just a week that I haven’t seen him… why does he look so different…?
Slowly… the distance between us ebbed… until I saw a curved on his lips… he’s smiling at me… why does it feel so warm inside… despite the cold water that enveloped me…
I saw his mouth opened… he spoke something that I didn’t understand… after one more stroke… that’s when everything went back the way they were just awhile ago… I could hear the shouting of the people once again… I felt myself being lifted from the waters… my coach ran up to me with a very pleased look on his face…
I saw Jiyong on the side looking at me with still a warm smile on his lips… what’s going on..? Just then I was lifted up from the floor… people started to surround me… they were cheering… and screaming my name… gosh… I think I just won the competition…!
“Dara…! You’re the best…!”
“We thought you’re not going to make it…!”
“Well done Dara…!”
All of them were telling me the same thing… my teammates lifted me while cheering on me… but my gaze is still focused on the man who I knew the reason why I made it to the finish line… he was still looking at me… but why doesn’t he want to come close to me…?
I saw his friend tapping him on his shoulder… I saw him talking with him while our gazes are still locked with each other… he nodded and looked at me one last time before he turned around… where is he going…? He’s leaving again…?!
I struggled from being lifted… soon they put me down… and as I was about to follow him again, someone stopped me… wrapping me with a towel.
“Where are you going Dara…?”
“I need to…-“
“You’re going out like that…?”
I looked down to myself and saw that I was still drenched and in my swimwear… but I need to talk to him… even though I really don’t know what to tell him… but still… won’t he even congratulate me just like everyone else…? Won’t he even stay and ask me how have I been doing…? Am I really nothing to him now…?
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[Jiyong’s POV]
“What do you mean you’re going…?”
“Jiyong I still have a date…”
“Yah…! Since when did you know how to date…?”
I saw him raised a brow… but what the heck… he’s leaving me just for a date…? But seriously since when did he know how to date…?
“Since you’re ex-girlfriend thought that I was a gay too… thanks to her I get to enjoy spending time with the opposite gender than being always stuck with a stupid guy like you…”
I was left speechless… I never thought he would take what Dara said about us seriously… I thought it was only me who was making ‘being gay’ a big deal…
“But… how…-“
“Jiyong… you don’t need me to control you… I know you already learned your lesson…plus… if you’re still not ready to face her then… just don’t… as simple as that…”
As simple as that…?! Not seeing her everyday was like forgetting to breathe for a couple of minutes… so even though I was busy these past few days, I would still steal some time to visit her practice… just a couple of minutes…just a quick peek on her is enough to assure myself that she’s fine…
“I need to go now… Izza’s going to kill me once I got late…”
“Yah…! Wait-..”
But he already sped off… aisht… since when did he got a girlfriend…?
Now… what am I going to do now…?
“Jiyong…”
Oh God… here I am again… hearing her voice again… damn… I’m still on rehab…! Please cooperate with me…!
“Jiyong…”
There goes the voice again… sh!t… is she really here…? Is she really calling me…? But no way… she hates me right now… don’t look back… I’ll just prove that I’m really losing my mind… God Dara… looked what you’ve done to me…
F*ck..! But still the voice called me again… I started my tracks… first walking then I run as I heard the voice shouting my name… daaamn…! I think I really need some psychological help…
PAK…!
The next thing I knew is I heard something loud coming from my behind… felt something landed on the back of my head… and not just landed but rather hit the back of my head… and the next thing I saw is the rough pavement where I landed, face first…
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She immediately changed her clothes earlier, ran up to him, hoping that she’ll reach him… and much to her luck she found him right outside the gym, talking with his friend… her lips automatically curved into a big smile… finally she found him…
She walked up to them… saw that his friend saw her while she was still a bit far from them… and right after that, Youngbae went away quickly… leaving Jiyong with his back still facing her…
Without thinking twice, she called him… but he just stood still… not minding to look back… she wondered… did he not hear her…? She thought… and by that she called him again… but still, no response from him…
She was about to come close to him but he started from walking away… that’s when she shouted his name… but much to her disappointment… he started running… her eyes widen… suddenly she felt mad… is he really avoiding her…? She thought once again…
Unconsciously, she pulled off her shoe and without thinking twice she threw it towards him… hitting him directly on the back of his head…
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“Omo..!”
She yelped… covered her mouth with her hand as her eyes widen… the man that she was calling earlier was now lying flat on the rough cold floor…
She ran up to him… worry could be seen on her face… students quickly gathered around the now lifeless Jiyong… most were his fangirls… she suddenly lost herself… pushing everyone around not minding the deadly glares his fangirls were giving her…
“Yah..! Why did you hit oppa…?!”
“Are you crazy…?!”
“Oppa…!!”
His fangirls screamed… but it seemed like she didn’t hear any of them…
“Jiyong…”
She called him once again… flipping him over just to see the bruise on his forehead… her eyes widen more… rested his head on her lap and her hands quickly went to his face… slapping his cheeks a bit… he was totally knocked out…
“Ouch…”
Finally he woke up… hands immediately went up to his forehead and the back of his head… eyes twitching as he tried opening it… and later widen as he saw who was worriedly looking down at him…
He stiffened a bit… thinking it was again the product of his imagination but then again the figure above him opened her mouth and called him again…
“D-… Dara…?”
He nervously called her… making sure that she’s really there… and the figure suddenly smiled down at him… he gasped and as if the pain suddenly vanished for he immediately sat up… wondering why is she here…? Trying to recollect his thoughts if he again pulled her from somewhere without his knowing… but no… the last thing he remembered was the great pain that hit the back of his forehead…
“Da… Dara what are you doing here…?”
He quickly backed away… still sitting on the dirty pavement… she looked at him in disbelief… saw the somewhat fear on his face… thinking why did he asked her that…? Isn’t he happy to see her now…?
Her eyes then started to tear… brows furrowed trying to stop herself from crying… but the sting in her eyes is unbearable… she started sniffing… her face contorted as the first drop of tear rolled down from her eye…
“Why are you avoiding me…?! I haven’t seen you in a week and now you’re asking me why am I here…?! I just want to talk to you… and ask you if you’re really avoiding me…! I was worried about you, you know…?! I thought you died on the hallway… but then that’s impossible…! I can’t concentrate on my practice because I’m worried to what really happened to you… you even stopped from watching my practice…! Just because we broke up…?! That’s it…?! But still at least show yourself and not avoid me…! I… I just miss you and now…”
She stopped for her tears literally gushed out from her eyes… choked her from speaking more… her hands covered her face as she continuously cry… slumped on the floor together with him while the students are still gathered around them.
“What did she say…?”
“Broke up…? They broke up…?”
“She was oppa’s girlfriend…?!”
His fangirls asked each other in horror…
Jiyong on the other side is still in the state of shock… not minding the people around him…seeing her right now is a great surprise and now she’s even crying in front of him… surely he felt the great pain inside his chest when she started crying… never he wanted a single tear coming out from her eyes… but right now she is… all because of him…
But upon hearing her say that she missed him… his lips parted… he heaved out a breath and a slight smile crept on his lips… just then he finally heard the people around them… saw how the girls were furiously glaring at Dara…
She doesn’t know why she was crying… nor she doesn’t know why she can’t stop her tears from pouring out from her eyes… and just then she just felt herself being lifted up from the rough ground… she instantly pulled her hands off from her eyes and turned to who just carried her…
“Ji… Jiyong what are you doing…?”
She stuttered because of her crying and a bit of surprise… he securely held her in his arms… walking away from the stunned crowd of students… he looked at her with warm eyes… which made her heart skipped a bit…
“It’s dirty there…”
He casually said… after that, no words came out from him… and she too preferred to stay silent wrapping her arms around his neck… shoulders were still trembling a bit from crying… somehow she felt the peace she was looking for this whole week...
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