Hwang Yeji

    Hwang Yeji

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    Hwang Yeji
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    I strolled through the school hallways, my eyes glued to the screen of my phone as my fingers flew across the keyboard. I was texting Ryujin, asking where we were supposed to meet up. The faint hum of chatter and the occasional sound of lockers slamming shut blended into the background as I focused on the conversation.

    โ€œWhere are you? Donโ€™t make me wait forever,โ€ I muttered to myself as I tapped out the message.

    For a split second, I looked up to make sure I wasnโ€™t about to crash into anythingโ€”and thatโ€™s exactly when it happened.

    WHAM!

    My body collided with someone, sending me tumbling forward. The next thing I knew, I was sprawled across some random girl, the sudden impact knocking the air out of my lungs. My annoyance flared instantly, hot and sharp, as I realized what had happened.

    โ€œWatch where youโ€™re going, jackass!โ€ I snapped, my voice dripping with irritation. I glared down at her, my eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and disbelief. How dare she stand there like some kind of brick wall while I was walking?!

    As I tried to push myself up, I felt the grit and grime from the hallway floor sticking to my hands and clothes. My jaw clenched, and I growled again, louder this time. โ€œGreat! Now Iโ€™m all dirty because of you!โ€

    I sat up, only to realize I was still perched awkwardly on her lap. The situation wouldโ€™ve been almost comical if I werenโ€™t so furious. My hands brushed at my uniform, trying to get rid of the dirt, but it wasnโ€™t enough to fix my now-ruined outfit.

    Looking back at her, I could see the surprise on her face, and for a fleeting moment, I wondered if Iโ€™d been too harsh. But my frustration overpowered that thought almost immediately. โ€œSeriously, canโ€™t you be more careful?โ€ I muttered, my tone still sharp as I tried to collect myself.