Fan Fiction Hate U, Love U

[PROLOG] HATE U, LOVE U

Hyo Sun and her friends leaned on the corridor wall on the break time, chatting.
“Yah, Hyo Sun-ah… You sure don’t wanna come with us?” said Hye Jin.
“Ne… I don’t wanna come. I got work to do….”
“Can you…”
“Hye Jin-ah! That’s Sungmin oppa!” said Han Na suddenly.
Their attention changed to a man who walked along the corridor, holding a pink handphone. Hyo Sun shook her head with dislike look.
“Oppa!” screamed Hye Jin and Han Na when Sungmin passed.
Sungmin smiled and glanced the group of girls, while Hyo Sun turned her head away, blowing her bubble gum.


>> PART ONE <<
“Neujeosseoyo! Neujeosseoyo!” said Hyo Sun, running around with one sock and another shoes on her hand.
Her sister looked at her eonni with amazed look. “You better wear your shoes rather than wearing those bracelet around. You’ve put enough!”
“How can I? This is friendship bracelet!” protested Hyo Sun.
“Heh! Your friends sure spent their money choosing that bracelets! There are five of them! Friendship bracelet? What a waste!” she said again.
“Whatever!” said Hyo Sun, sighing for what her little sister said.
Her little sister sure didn’t know what friendship mean. She had no friends, anyway, for she didn’t come to school for studying. She was home schooled, for her disease, and she was going to school just this year. High school year. Their mother decided to do so, because she understood that Hyo Rim needed her time for having friends, and fun.
“Yah, eonni. Have you heard?”
“Mwo?!” said she, munching as many food as she could.
“Umm…. I’m going SangNam high school this year…” said Hyo Rim.
Hyo Sun choked on what Hyo Rim said. “BWOYA?!”
“Nde… Umma said so…”
“ANIYA! You’re not going to enter my school! No way!”
“Yes way. Umma had planned it for this year. Why not?”
“Because that school wasn’t as good as it looks like. You know… there is… umm…. Corruption! Bullying! You might get hurt. And… you are weak!”
“Protest that to Umma. I’m not weak anyway…” said Hyo Rim, stood and walked inside her room.
“Aish! Agh! Anyway, Chulbalhaeyo!”
“Neee. Josimhae!” replied her sister from her room.

Hyo Sun ran outside, and she ran to the school. Thinking hard on how to convince her mother not to enter Hyo Rim to SangNam high school. If that weak girl entered her school, her reputation as the boss in the school would be ruined. How could her mother do that?! Did she really think that she would take care of that sick girl? No way. Hyo Rim should never enter SangNam high school. She had to look for another way if her mother didn’t listen to her. And it’s very rare for her mother to listen to her. Never.
Hyo Sun practiced her karate moves while she was running to the school. Not many of her friends walked like usual, of course, it’s almost lesson time. She would need to push ups if she didn’t come to school for about five minutes. She saw the gatekeeper was going to close the gate.
“AHJUSSI!!! Don’t close the gate! ANDWEE!!” she shouted.
The gatekeeper saw her, and paused his move to close the gate. “Palli!”
“Gomapta, ahjussi!” Hyo Sun said breathlessly, smiling to the gatekeeper.
“You should be more feminine, Hyo Sun-ah!”
“Aish~! Jinjja… That a pain!” Hyo Sun said, waving her hand, “Jal ga, ahjussi!”
Hyo Sun walked to the school building. The gatekeeper looked at her back, shook his head with disbelief. That girl was very tomboy and could do anything she wanted to do.

Hyo Sun walked on the corridor, didn’t care that her class had started or not. She tighten up her hair pin, while sighing.
“Aish, jinjja…. I’m so lazy to join the class. It’s English, anyway…”
Hyo Sun smiled to herself, seeing the stairs to the rooftop. Rooftop was the place where she and her friends hung out. It might not a bad idea to be in there for the first period. Hyo Sun had just placed her feet on the first stair, when suddenly a boy hit her, a good one, made Hyo Sun and the boy fell. So were the books.
“Yah!” Hyo Sun shouted.
“Mianhae! Mianhae!” he said.
Hyo Sun looked at the boy hit her. Sungmin sunbae. Her cute looking sunbae, the one who always brought pink handphone. Hyo Sun disliked him. She didn’t like weaklings, which meant Sungmin sunbae looked like someone who was weak and need protection. What kind of man is that? Hyo Sun thought. It might be good to tease him now. Hyo Sun grinned.
“Yah! Sungmin-sunbae! Look where you are going!” Hyo Sun shouted again.
“Mianhae. I don’t look forwards. Mianhae,” Sungmin said.
“Huh! You better watch out next time,” Hyo Sun said. She thought Sungmin would be mad at her, calling and speaking so informally to her senior. But he didn’t! Sungmin didn’t get angry. He even apologize again. That’s no fun.
Hyo Sun turned her back away, she had no desire to skip the class now. She better came to the class before it started, or she would be punished again.
“Jamkanman!” Sungmin said.
Hyo Sun was the one who became irritated now. She was late, and now what did he want?
“Wae?!” Hyo Sun said, in irritated tone.
“Shouldn’t you help me, picking these books?” Sungmin replied, didn’t even notice the way Hyo Sun spoke to him.
Hyo Sun crossed her arms. “Aish jinjja?! You are the one hit me, you are the one dropped your book. Why should I help you?”
“You shouldn’t stand in front of the stairs like that. That’s dangerous.”
Hyo Sun frowned. The more she talked to him, the more she disliked him. “What?! Now it’s my fault? You’re saying that I’m wrong?”
“Ani… It’s not that….. You should help me.”
Sungmin didn’t even get irritated on the way she talked. He seemed to be calm and didn’t care. This made Hyo Sun get even madder. He should’ve mad at me, she thought, that will satisfy me.
“And you are late. I can speak to your sonsaengnim that you helped me. He wont be mad at you. So? Will you?”
Hyo Sun thought hard. Sungmin was right on one side. She was really late now, and sonsaengnim wouldn’t accept any kind of reason she made. She was bad student anyway, and all the teachers know that. Hyo Sun might get expelled if she was late again for a week in a row. But, if she did that, it meant she was defeated by a kind of man like that. She disliked this thought. But she got no choice.
Hyo Sun sighed. “Araseo…. I will help you.”
Sungmin smiled, those cute smile. “Kamsahamnida. Take these books to the teachers’ room. Kaja.”
“Don’t ‘kaja’ me!” Hyo Sun said, sharply.
Finishing her errand to the teachers’ room—which made all the teachers were startled on her appearing with Sungmin in the teachers’ room holding books—Sungmin followed her all the way to the classroom. Once I am on the class, no business with this man again, Hyo Sun thought. Hyo Sun knocked the classroom door, she was somehow nervous.
“Come in!” said a man from the class.
Hyo Sun opened the door, and she could feel the glare from her classmates. She was pretty popular in the school, for being wild and had no rules, but she controlled her classmates. No one seemed to like her, except Hye Rin, Han Na, and Yoon Ji, her comrades.
“Jung Hyo Sun! what do you want in this class?” scolded Kyo Sa sonsaengnim.
“Excuse me, sonsaengnim,” said Sungmin, pushed his way to the classroom.
This took away the whole Hyo Sun’s classmates. Everybody hold their breath. Why did Hyo Sun with Sungmin? Hye Rin and Han Na rounded their eyes. They couldn’t believe what they saw. Hyo Sun said she didn’t like Sungmin, she didn’t like cute looking man. Now, what an earth happen in here?! Yoon Ji looked outside, checking if it started to money rain. Negative.
“Sonsaengnim, the reason why she was late is because she helped me.”
Helped?! Sonsaengnim thought, and so the other classmates. Hyo Sun must be sick, no way she would helped a friend. Not in a million years.
“Please let her join the class,” Sungmin said again.
“Oh… ne…. You may join the class, Kim Hyo Sun,” said Kyo Sa sonsaengnim, making a gesture to let Hyo Sun came in.
Sungmin smiled to Hyo Sun, a smile that make the girls in the classroom hold their breath. Hyo Sun rolled her eyes, and walked past Sungmin.
“Gomawo,” she said.
Sungmin bowed to Kyo Sa sonsaengnim and left the room. Hyo Sun sat on her seat, and the lesson continued. Hye Rin leaned closer to Hyo Sun.
“Hyo Sun-ah! What happened?”
“Nothing,” she said in reply.
“Why are you with Sungmin oppa?” asked Han Na.
“Run an errand.”
“Ah, jinjja?”
Hyo Sun looked outside. “I hate that man. Jeongmal sirheo.”


TO BE CONTINUED....