My Bae
Dibran

My Bae (1)

Kim Taehyung, a fellow apprentice friend patted the top of the head as he passed me who was busy typing jobs on office computers.

"Next don't be surprised, yeah!"

"What do you mean—Kak Kim!"

Not finished I asked him what he meant he had already sauntered out with the map in his hand, ignoring my call.

"What the hell?"

I scratched my head without itching and continued this seemingly endless work.

"Rose, eat yuk!"

I saw the clock, it was late afternoon, it was time to go home, Jennie deserved to stop by here, without answering I got up from the chair and followed Jennie's carefree steps.

Jennie walked towards the school cafeteria dancing to show off her slim body while I was behind her busy checking phone notifications.

"Eh, what's a rame-rame? Rose, look!"

Jennie dragged my arms running towards the crowd of students in the main courtyard, reluctant me to run small following her.

"Wow! It's crazy!"

Jennie screamed, nudging my busy arm with my phone in hand, reading my favorite horror stories.

Ah, what the hell? Mostly children who fight trivial problems.

"Chanyeol really doesn't make a fight!" again, more frenzied.

His words just now made me instantly turn my gaze from the phone towards the scene in front of me which was truly shocking.

"Ap—why is he called??"

I closed my mouth in shock, "What's wrong this time?"

I clucked in annoyance but could not bear to see Chanyeol who strangely looked calm and relaxed as he picked up the pile of clothes scattered on the front page despite being watched by hundreds of our school students.

"The dormitory committee may not be able to stand it anymore with all the work. Ah, this scene makes heartache. just go yuk, mending to eat, huh?"

Jennie dragged me away from the crowd of children who were still whispering to each other gossiping about Chanyeol.

Many times I went back to see a sad face covered in bangs that looked down on the clothes that were scattered, a shudder of sympathy filled the chest cavity.

Ah, don't deal with him, Rose. He's the head of the Lucknut gang who likes to make the peace of this school disturbed.

Avoid him, okay?

****

[So the big brother who decided to throw his clothes into the main courtyard? Isn't there a better way than being humiliated?]

I wrote a message to Kim Taehyung, I heard everything from the interns chat before I got home from work.

Kim Taehyung, chairman of the House Committee, decided to punish Chanyeol by throwing all his clothes into the main yard because Chanyeol refused to move to a room on the third floor.

The third floor is a special room for special children, the special ones referred to here are the students who contribute to the school's benefits such as diligent competition and other achievements.

Wouldn't something bad if mixed with good things change well? That's what the foundation hopes to do by moving Park Chanyeol there.

Ah yes, our school requires all students to live in dormitories, whether female or male students.

Speaking of Chanyeol, who doesn't know Park Chanyeol?

He is the most famous gang leader in all corners of the school, he looks calm, tends to be cute plus his wavy bangs.

However, don't be fooled by his cute looks, a Chanyeol is able to deploy dozens of children to truant, a chanyeol, smoking even escaped during the night when the entire dormitory gate was closed which consequently made the dormitory committee officers go around the city to arrest them one by one.

Very inconvenient.

Despite all his expertise in music and his sexy voice, he was able to attract mass hysteria every time he and his eight gang members were in the music room, the black notes in his book are already very confusing for people like us.

Unfortunately, Chanyeol is the son of a close friend of the foundation owner who is Taehyung's father, so whatever punishment the committee gave him was always mental because of his parents' interference.

Perhaps it was because of this that Taehyung finally took this extreme step, taking over the chairmanship of the committee and punishing Chanyeol like this afternoon.

By the way, our dormitory building consists of three floors, the lowest floor for first-class children plus the kitchen, the most awful floor with a bathroom that is also just as sad because it often lacks water supply.

The second floor for second and third grade children whose achievements are ordinary with facilities that are also ordinary, even I heard one room is inhabited by dozens of children with level beds.

The bathroom is lined up like a public bathroom, without a shower and the toilet room is faced with a bathroom, there is absolutely no privacy.

Then the third floor which is the most spacious floor with complete facilities is inhabited by second and third graders who have special talents and extraordinary achievements.

The floor of the elite, as the children call it. One room is only inhabited by two people with a special bathroom in each room, with a modern design plus a warm shower.

There is no such thing as queuing for hours in front of a public bathroom, or hearing a fart from the toilet next door. Very dignified.

Chanyeol who was the leader of the second-floor boy obviously blatantly refused to be moved to the third floor, wasn't that a betrayal to all his men?

Although there are some members of his gang who are third-floor children such as Suho Kaya and Xiumin, Chanyeol still feels responsible to all the men on the second floor.

Heh. Why is it so complicated to take care of a Park Chanyeol?

A reply from Taehyung came in, my apprentice friend who was a year older despite graduating in the same year because my brain was too late for my genius.

[I'm sorry, Rose. I know you like it, and I promised to fight you. But rules are rules. I told you, don't be surprised.]

Taehyung's stern answer made me sigh, between no take and no take. Ah, I don't know!

I've loved Chanyeol since she was in first grade. Quietly, of course.

My age and his age are not far apart even though in reality my current position as an apprentice teacher is being a second grade student.

Technically, Chanyeol was one year under me and Taehyung was one class because I jumped the class so I only finished High School for two years so graduated with upperclassmen.

While Park Chanyeol is only second grade High School this year, different from me who after graduation got a teaching internship assignment here before continuing education elsewhere if you want to get a full scholarship from the foundation.

Even though we were only one year apart, but this profession made me look older than him. Huft.

This love for her did not grow at first sight because I did not believe there was love at first sight, for me love came from habituation.

At that time, a few months ago. Towards the end of the third year was the hardest time of my life.

The person I love left me to study abroad after previously having an affair with one of my close friends when I desperately longed for him because I could not meet due to the tight schedule of study and tutoring.

I was completely devastated then plus the various written exams that were held every day welcoming the end of the school year were really draining, she said, moreover, I have to maintain a position in the second rank if I want to be selected as one of the best graduates who are trusted to be apprentice teachers here.

My parents' expectations are very high on that, I can't imagine if at graduation tomorrow I can't realize this hope just because I'm heartbroken.

Be all I can do is daydream on the rooftop of the dorm after the afternoon until sunset, and that's where my first meeting with a guy named Park Chanyeol took place.

The top floor of the girls' dormitory is to the east of the top floor of the men's dormitory, there is rarely anyone here even though here is a beautiful place to see the sunset, no wonder the place is often quiet.

There might be nothing exciting to do but stand in front of the parapet looking at the outside view.

Most dormitory residents use that little free time for afternoon walks or gather with friends around the dormitory environment.

At first, I was alone staring at the sunset which made me stand facing the top floor of the son's dormitory, enjoying his tinge.

Then I don't know when Chanyeol was there every afternoon, standing on the top floor of the boys' dormitory, looking back at me while facing the sun with earphones in his ears.

I thought we were enjoying the sunset with the same sadness, so I didn't feel bothered by his presence.

Getting used to seeing his back and his burgundy hair waving in the afternoon breeze was like a pretty comforting routine for me, although I do not know his name and not interested in finding out but I feel I have a friend who is equally heartbroken.

That day was exactly a month the day of my broken heart, so I intended to end it by looking at the sunset for the last time.

The universe seemed to support my grief from a gray sky full of cloudy gray colors and a cold afternoon breeze as cold as my heart.

Then the figure came, with one hand in his pants pocket and his long hair covered in a gray Hoodie, strangely today he did not walk in his usual direction, instead stepping towards me.

I was a little surprised and guessed what his purpose was, from the furrowed forehead and fused eyebrows, I was sure he was not in a good mood, subconsciously I retreated away.

Now the distance between us was only separated by a few meters with a chest-high wall.

"Cold," he said, taking off the hoodie that covered his head, revealing wavy burgundy hair that looked beautiful up close and one earring in his left ear, his white skin looking increasingly pale.

Chanyeol blew on the bangs that closed his eyes, ugh.

"Tell me it's cold today" he repeated when he saw me not reacting because he was too shocked by all of the above actions.

"Oh?"

I could only answer that, just as one drop of rain began to fall on my nose.

Chanyeol clucked, "The sun will not be seen! I said down! You want to get sick by standing here? You idiot!"

His face looked very unsettled while raindrops started falling down between us.

Why is this kid so disturbed? Isn't it common for us to see each other sunset and then return to our respective activities? Am I bothering him? Am I so unworthy to stand here?

"Why shut up, anyway?! Stop looking at the sun alone with that sad face! It's been almost a month! What the hell's your problem?"

His slender eyebrows interlocked with pursed lips do not like. While I was just silent not reacting, too shocked by her behavior.

"Hey! Listen."

He leaned forward, drizzling down a bit blocking my view.

"Don't do this again, okay? Stop to the roof in the afternoon and cry quietly like this."

"Ke—why?"

Ugh, why am I being so gagu to a kid I don't know?

"Are you worth asking?!"

Chanyeol threw his face away, then looked back at me with narrowed eyes, "Ah yes .. You are from the elite, right?"

Her lips chuckle in dislike when she said that word, I nodded Samar.

"I'm sickest of seeing elites anywhere, so you're really bothering me. So? Stop going up here! It's my territory!" press it with slightly bulging eyes.

I lowered my gaze, feeling so intimidated by her behavior.

"Hey! I said down!" it's more fierce. Her hair started to look wet due to the increasingly heavy spatter.

"Sorry if it bothers you!"

Immediately I ran towards the stairs while avoiding the rain stubs that started to hurt the skin of my open arm and escaped from the creepy burgundy-haired guy.

Who her? Isn't he still a first-class kid? Why so tall and so pretentious?

****

Unexpectedly, it was the beginning of our next meetings.

After finishing the final exam, the school held a festival as a celebration of the completion of the exam, because I was third grade so I did not become any committee at this time

Today there is a school carnival as a cover a series of events and festival events, I went around enjoying the busyness around me.

"Where's all this documentation team? The carnival has started!"

Sena Kim, the head of the carnival committee who was easily panicked, shouted, his face implying panic as if the apocalypse came in a few hours.

"Rose! Find a first-class kid who wears a white uniform, they're a documentation team, tell him to post in his own place!"

Jungkook the sausage treasurer suddenly gave orders to me in a firm voice, waiting for us to be his age always at will, I am your upperclassman, Kookie!

"Rose, even daydreaming of a child!" decak Jungkook with disrespect.

I pointed at the chest, astonished. Since when have I been on the messaging team? I'm not even on the committee this time.

"Ah yes, also call the Jennie to prepare the consumption properly, let's hurry! Hurry along!" he continued, ignoring my unaccepted look.

Aisshi!!! I knew he was just looking in front of Sena who he liked for a long time, I wanted to feel like I was not the head of the red-haired man, but because I was lazy to argue, I just obeyed his orders.

Around I also look for first-class children who wear white clothes or shirts with black pants as part of the documentation team and ask them to prepare in their respective positions.

Seven people I've found, there should be 8 people from the documentation team, which means there's only one more person I have to find.

Ahah! That's her!

I ran over to a tall guy in a white T-shirt with black skinny jeans, off his camera-mounted shoulder I'm sure he's one of the documentation team.

I didn't see his face clearly because of the daylight.

"Hey, teamDok, get ready. The carnival has started" I said gasping for air at the man standing behind me.

Thank God, now my job is one, call Jennie.

Aish! Why is my phone battery weak at this time, anyway! Just wanted to connect a cell phone was deceased.

"Duh, so tired if you have to run again to the consumption team, can be scolded Jungkook nih," I cried, rubbing sweat on the forehead.

"More."

Suddenly the guy holding the camera held out a black power bank to me.

I turned to her to say thank you, turning half-dead in shock upon seeing her face.

"Cowok roof!" I cried spontaneously while pointing at him, the guy raised an eyebrow, not liking.

"Ck. I have a name tofu!" upset answer.

Wonderful, why are kids everywhere?

"Ups, sorry. Thanks yeah. I'll pinjem for a second."

I plugged the power bank into my phone, before I finished charging my phone, the guy already sauntered away while tugging at his camera.

"Hey! Returned to whom?!"

My cry made him turn his head with his eyebrows still clinging to dislike.

Very handsome, dear juteknya kebangetan.

"There's a sticker of my name in there, right? Read it for that!" With his usual annoyance, he ran away.

Why the hell is it a kid?! Seri! I'm not the one who borrowed the initiative from him either, am I? I'm the one who got scolded weird!

I read the sticker on the power bank I was holding, Park Chanyeol's name on it.

The name looks unique and instantly reminds of the Burgundy hair. Ah, this time she dyed her hair dark brown, further strengthening her white skin tends to pale it.

Duh, why pay attention to him? Work! Work!

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