"Stop it!" The young girl shouted, as he was being surrounded by three bullies, mean and on a higher grade than them. They were laughing at her, tormenting her, terrorizing her. The sound of the toilet flushing, splashing, laughing and cackling. She was defenseless and scared. She wanted to go. "Look at Jangmi! Her hair is all wet from the toilet water! She smells like pee!" One of the girls laughed. As the small Jangmi was about to make her escape, one of them caught her and swirled her again. The mean girl pulled her out quickly after that and dropped her to the floor. "That should fix your ugly face. And dress up like a proper lady next time" A boy was watching the door and then started to shout and warn them that someone was coming. They quickly ran out of the bathroom and left Jangmi on the ground, crying and her face and half her hair wet from the toilet's filthy water. Even though the footsteps were close, they then faded away and didn't come for her. She felt alone, insecure, unsafe. She wanted to go home. As she soon got up, she went to where they threw her backpack and took it and walked back home. She hated school. She hated also to be known as "the butch of the school", "the boyish girl" or even, "the lesbian boy". If only she could run away from this horrible place and go to her grandmother, who lives in Ontario, Canada. Her father's family side get her every time, unlike her mother's who wants her to follow a few traditions in the family. She hated wearing makeup, dresses or even bras. She would just bind it up with bandages when she gets a ankle injury. Of course, no one knows that. Only she does, and she can't even answer the question to herself... who was she? And did she really liked being a girl who dresses up like a boy?
August, the month of school and the slow change of color in the leaves, along with the small breezes of wind but there was still hot weather, even if the cold wind came along. A sudden alarm started to blare out in a young man's bedroom. He woke up, sounding annoyed and tried to get to his alarm clock and turned off. He sat up, his hair all messed up and spiky, and stretched his arms out, yawning. He got out of bed and walked up to his desk chair that had his uniform on it. He let out a sigh, feeling a bit nervous but calm. He had thoughts on his first day of school. He wasn't sure if he was ready to go back. He'd rather drop out than going to the shit hole he called "high school". But it was his second semester. And after that, it'll be over. He won't go back and will try to work in music hopefully. "Jangmi! Hurry up! You have school!" His mother was calling for him. No wait, "her". He really hated it when his mother called him by his dead name. He just started hormones a year and half ago and he got his chest surgery soon after. He's been on a 5 month recovery, since he couldn't go to school because of his condition. Now he's starting his second semester mid-August, a little late from the rest. He groaned in annoyance and shouted back to his mother. "Okay! be right there!" He got in his uniform soon after, cologne and deodorant, grooming and brushed his teeth. He grabbed his backpack and headed downstairs. "Hurry honey, or your first day of school will be a later one than this one." The male rolled his eyes and grabbed his lunch. "I won't be late, eomma. And I wouldn't have mind it." His father then came preparing himself for work. "Oh son, do you need a lift? I'm leaving right now." He nodded and followed him to the door. "Sure, I'd love to." His mother followed them both, until they got outside. "Kaden! Work hard! Jang- I mean, Jageun! Study hard and make friends!" She waved. He hated hearing that. "New friends" Who would want to be friends with him this year. Half of the people who went to elementary school with him hate him or like to bullshit talk him. He got in the car and they left.
After his father drops him off, he walks to the school, and looked around to see if he would recognize anyone. So far, so good. No one has annoyed him. Yet. He gets to the principal's office and knocks on the door. The principal opens the door, letting him in and goes back to his desk. "You must be Jageun. You're a bit late for your start of school, but at least I'll let it slide. So for now, take the tour of the school, check where your classes are and you can start after lunch time how about that?" She raised an eyebrow at him, as he nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'm cool with it. Has it been notified to my teacher's about my changes?" He asked, a bit shy. She nodded, a small smile appeared. "Of course, Mr. Chi. You can go now." He got up from his sit, bowed and left. He looked at his schedule and went to see his Korean class first. Then his History, math and science class. He got no interest in them. He went to his Art class and took a minute to look. There was mostly guys than girls in the class. One boy captured his eye. Dark hazelnut hair, brown gentle eyes and peach lips. He looked like a pretty boy. Unlike him, who looks a bit like he's a bad boy from a boy band. He didn't think he was attractive. As he was about to go back to reality, he noticed the guy was looking at him and smiled. His cheek turned a bit pink and walked away. Why did he feel that way around him? He prefers girls, right? Girls are better to go out with. He shook his head and went to his next and last class. Music class. His class of zen and shine. He went to take a peek for a bit. He then noticed two familiar figures at the flute. Shit, he thought. It's those girls who bullied him back in 6th grade of elementary. They were there after all. He didn't want to be in the same class as them. He wanted to be in a place where he can let go, not to be trapped in. He went to look at the drummer in the back. Holy shit, he looks like as if he was fused with Baekhyun and Taehyung, he thought. He felt his heart skip a beat. What was going on with him? What was going on in his head? He tried to shrug it off, as he saw that one of the bullies looked at him, smiling at him, in a flirty kind of vibe. He quickly walked away and decided to head to the study hall.
The bell rang soon after. He decided to go to the cafeteria and took a BBQ meat burger with tapioca bubble tea, then went outside and took a table for himself. He started to eat and took out his composition book, putting on his headphones and put on some music to go along with the lyrics. He was writing new lyrics, as he was doing beats and humming a bit to a few. Little did he know, he was getting surrounded by a small group. And of course, the two bullies, a dude with a beanie and a jock joined him. They sat with him, as he tried to ignore them and continued on with his business. One of the girls, who was looking at him and flirted with him, sat closer and smiled at him then slide the left side off. "Hi" she said. He sighed softly, then looked around him and looked over at the girl. "Hm... Hi, can I help you?" he asked, as he rose his eyebrow. She shook her head. "We just wanted to meet the new kid, and you look like a cool guy more than a wimp." The jock laughed and patted his back, causing Jageun to jolt a bit and looked at him. "Oh well... you've met him so... Can I be alone please? I'm kinda working on a few lyrics." One of the girls whispered to each other, probably bullshit talk. He felt insecure. "Can we know your name at least?" She asked. He looked at his book for a second, then looked up at her. "I'm Jageun Guryon. I'm new in Daegu." They bowed their head at him and he bowed back. "Well, I'm gonna go. I'm going to the study hall." They nodded, as they got up and were about to leave then one of the girls went up to him. "And my name is Hyuna. If you need a music partner, pick me anytime, cutie." She winked at him then walked away. He really din't like her. God, she thinks she can get any guy huh, he thought. He headed to the study hall and sat at a table. Little did he thought he was alone, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
To be continued.