Three years ago
26th February, 20xx

"What's all this!?" He exclaimed as he threw my result on my face, which hit my face and fell down. I looked at him who was angry, his eyes were showing anger, disgrace and disappointment.

"When you do something fucking wrong you should look down! Didn't your mother taught you some manners before she died!?" He again yelled on me making flinch. I immediately looked down, clutching my pajamas tightly.

"You scored C in your mock test! After studying all night and day, you pathetic score a C?"

"You studied right! Or you didn't? Where you concentrating or not?"

I remained silent, how can I say that I don't get many things, even after I learnt them or tried to understand them.

"Answer me Bae Yejin!" He shouted and got up from his seat. He was almost lunged on me. I flinched and covered my face with my both hands.

"You have ten seconds to answer me, truthfully."

"Dad," I whimpered, I was sacred.

"I sometimes, don't understand certain topics. It is hard for me to catch up things that teacher are teaching."

"So? What are you implying?"

"I-I'm asking if you could change my school, or at least let me go to tutoring classes."

"So you can waste more time? Make more friends and spoilt?"

"No dad-" he didn't let me complete, he grabbed my hand forcefully and started to drag me to bathroom. My eyes became wide and I started to beg.

"D-dad, no please. Don't lock me up. I'm scared."

"Such a pathetic, scared of what?"

"Dad, I'm scared of dark and small rooms."

"Then face your fears, I don't want a weak child. You are disable for god sake." He said as he opened the door and pushed me inside the bathroom. He looked at me for a second or two then slammed it on my face.

Now, there was no source of light. Deafening silence and scaring dark. Only my sobs and gasps for air were able audible.

It is alright, there is nothing here. It is only bathroom. You spend your time in daylight too. There is nothing wrong.

I tried to calm myself and I did. I was calm and silent, waiting for dad to open the door. Until, I felt something crawling on my feet, going under my pajamas.

My eyes become wide and jumped from my the floor as I screamed on my top of my lungs. It was not in but many, cockroaches. They sometimes crawl up in bathrooms.

"Dad! Open the door please! Dad there are cockroaches here! Dad!" I screamed as I banged on door. But nothing, I looked down to see if he is here or not, my eyes widen when I was not able to see any illumination from the space between the floor and door.

He left, he left and leaved me here all locked up.

I took the stool which was touching my legs and stood on it so they can't crawl up on me.

I sobbed and sobbed all night but he didn't came. I closed my eyes, which were paining and itching.

I wish I woke up from this horrible nightmare and when I woke up, I would in my mother's embrace. Where we both are happy, laughing and smiling. Running in field full of daffodils, holding each other's hand.

***

"Wake up," I heard his voice. I tried to open my eyes but they didn't. I rubbed them and finally able to opened them. I squinted them as bright light poked in my eyes.

"Get up, you will be late for school." His voice was cold and emotionless. I looked here and they just to realized I was still in the bathroom.

"Come after getting ready. I will prepare breakfast." He said and left. I stood up but wobbled. My legs and back hurts, must be due to that slept in weird position yesterday.

It happens every time he gets angry. He locked me up in bathroom, after pitch dark. Nothing new, nothing old. But yesterday was terrifying. Remembering how yhose bugs crawling up on me gaves me goosebumps while I was doing my morning chores.

"Here you are, were you asleep inside?" He said as I sat on dining table. He severed me scrambled eggs and pair of toast. I didn't said anything and ate my food in silence.

"Here, take your bag and I want you start attending extra classes from now onwards."

I nodded and started to wear my bag. I didn't even glance him and started to went outside. Tears streaming from my eyes. As I was waiting for lift I saw aunty, who was peeking my from her door.

She gave me sad look, she can't do anything. I didn't say anything but give her a smile, a sad and painful smile. I started to walk to my school I was choking my sobs as I was walking go school.

I wiped my tears from back of my sleeves as I saw Yoora standing at the gate, probably waiting for me.

"Yah! Walk fast! I was waiting for you. I thought you weren't coming to sch- wait. Why are your eyes red an puffy? Did you cried?" She said after she ran to me and cupped my cheeks.

"Ah, no. Why would I cry? I was just binged watching Kill me Heal me." I lied.

"Oh, I cried too. Why did he kissed my Park Seojoon?" She did and I looked at her at disbelief.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes," she said and we both laughed. She truly cheer me up every time. But she wasn't the only one. My eyes lit up as I saw Park Jimin passing from corridor along with his friends.

My heart started to beat loudly just by seeing him. All people started to take look of them. His friends are known as BTS here. When he transfered here, a week after six other boys transfered here.

Now they all seven are famous here.

He was looking so stunning, his red hair were shining and his squishy cheeks and with his cute nose along with his sharp jawline and beautiful eyes was making him a killer combination.

I was daydreaming  and he passed from beside us. He even smelled nice, I wonder which shower gel he used.

"Hey, Yejin! Look you dropped something." Yoora started to say out loud gaining attention. My eyes become wide and I clamped her mouth.

"What are you doing?" I whisper yelled.

"Baby, he don't even know your name. I as just helping you. Now he know your name, maybe." She smirked. I shook my head and walked to the locker leaving her behind.

I was walking to my locker but my eyes squinted as I saw a familiar looking red envelope sticking on my locker. My eyes become wide as I recalled.

Not him again, after three or four months why Mr. D is back?

I hastily ran and took it from my locker before Yoora or anybody sees it. What if Jimin already saw it?

I opened it before Yoora came and read it. It was another poem in it.

What you did,
It hurt me,
I must admit,
But I still love you.

What if I told you,
I am not the same,
Whom you don't like,
Will you let me love you?

Because I still want you,
I love only you,
And I carve for you,
Only you.

Give me a chance,
To prove myself,
That I am better me now,
Would you?

I know you said,
Love is just a
Waste of your time,
But please waste it on me.

Only yours,
Your anonymous.

I sighed not again, how many time I had made myself clear. This obsessive stalker was not leaving me alone. And what did he meant by I am not the same? Don't tell me he- 

My thoughts get interrupted when my phone vibrated. I took it out from my pocket and checked it, it was a message form none other then Mr. D.

Now I regretted why I didn't blocked him? I thought he blocked me and he is not going to message me any time soon.

Mr.D:
Hey

So...umm did you
get it what I am trying
to say?

Me:
Mr. D, you promised me
you would not message me
or disturb me again

Mr. D:
But Yejin like you
said, if I will change
you will consider
dating me

Me:
Look, leave me alone
or I will compliant to
head mistress

Mr. D:
I can't
Can't you how much I
love you?

I wrote you another letter
asking you to give me a
chance.

Me:
This letter?

I looked at the letter which I was holding, I put my phone in my pocket and tore that letter apart.

"Yah! You leaved me behind." I heard Yoora's voice from behind. My eyes went wide and I hastily threw the pieces in the dustbin.

Yoora patted me on my back making me stumble, she caught me off guard.

"That hurts!"

"I know that's why I did. Anyways, come one or we will be late for English." She said as she put her in side her locker so do I.

We both went to our class and get seat. I intentionally sit behind Yoora so she can't see that I am texting someone.

I took my my phone out of my pocket. There were couple of messages from Mr. D.

Mr. D:
Did you just, tore up
my letter?

Why...did you do that?

Me:
Can't you see that?

I am not interested in
a stalker like you, as I
said before, you could be
an obsessive person, who is probably a stinky ugly fat
nerd.

Who just have just have
their eyes on me and won't
leave me alone until you take
advantage of me? Right?

Mr. D:
No Yejin, it is not like
that. I will never ever
take advantage of you.
I am just a teenager just
like you, who is madly in
love with you.

Do you wanna meet me?

I am no longer ugly and fat
I guess. I don't wear specs
any longer too. I can assure
you, you will like my
appearance.

Me:
Look Mr. D, I don't care
if you're handsome or
changed. I am not interested
in you.

I like someone else.

Mr. D:
You said that last time
too. And you said you were
making excuse.

Stop it Yejin. You can come to
roof top. I will be waiting
for you.

Me:
No, I am not kidding
this time.

I really like someone.

He is our school too.

I bet you can never be like
him, even if you try your best.

Mr. D:
Really?

Look please just give me
a chance.

Me:
Stop being pathetic
and move on.

I will never like, love or date
a person like you, a persistent
stalker.

And, I already have someone
I like, or I think I already love
him.

Mr. D:
Who?

Me:
Nice try? So you can kill him?
Or bully him?

Mr. D:
No, so I can be like him.

Me:
Jokes on you, you can't.

He is extremely handsome,
charming, cute, sexy. He slim
and fit, unlike you.

He face is most beautiful face
I ever seen. His eyes, nose, lips
and every thing is carve by Adonis himself

Aish! Why did I fangirled in
front of you? How to unsend
message?

Mr. D:
Don't worry, it is okay.

Looks like you really love that
person. I wish he love you
back too

And as you said, I can
never be like him. I am
only good at studies,
wish I was as good as him.

Wished you back a happy
future.

Bye.

I won't take to you,
ever again. Don't worry.

And I am sorry to disturbed
you. I thought if I change
myself, you will love me.
I worked too hard and I did,
but I guess you already love
someone.

I am late, looks like you
already gave your heart
to someone. I hope he cherish
it and won't broke it, just like
you did.

Me:
That's was your mistake
to give your heart to me
even though I made it
clear last time we talked.

A sane person would have moved on, instead of
changing themselves.

But I guess, you are mad
in obsession, not love.
Message not send.
User has blocked you.

***
A/N

A humble note:
The way Yejin's Dad is addressing Dyslexia, 'a disease' and 'a disorder' is solely due to his point of view.

As being an author of this, I may have written this but this is not my thinking, I have well educated myself about Dyslexia before writing this.

Refrain attacking me for shaming dyslexic people.

Also, Yejin has develop same thinking as her father, we can see that. But don't worry, her character development is still developing.

And mind me if I say, I literally didn't planned the story. It just came in my mind, the scenario and joint it with plot.

Yejin was harsh, I do accept but what would you do if you were in Yejin's place?

Think about it from her her shoes.

And, this will be last time we has seen Mr. D's appearance, say bye to him.

P.S: Things will get super duper spicy. I am planning smut in this book, a drunk one.

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