Jaejoong watched her back as she stood looking out of the window silently he knew she was not even seeing anything visible out of it. Dara had been standing there at the same spot ever since they arrived at his penthouse that same afternoon.
How long has it been? It was already dinner time which meant his girlfriend for 2 years has been standing there for 3 hours already right after they got out of the court room.
He had never seen her looked so devastated and lost before. Not during the time when her cat Daddoong died.
Not even when her father suddenly showed up asking for asylum because he had gotten so bankrupt his new family threw him out.
[a/n – this is a complete fic already… with only 3 Chapters! on the process of posting the next 2 chaps. based on a oneshot of one of my fave author. will post a link of the original one at the end. you can ready it off later to see the difference in it. hehe btw. ]
A few months ago, During the Kpop Olympics Kim Jaejoong was competing for the idol soccer team together with Junsu and his team when his friend Choi Seunghyun from YG entertainment accidentally push kick him right into his middle body sending him rolling on the field- obviously in pain and out of breath.
People on the stand, fans and idols alike stood agape as Jaejoong suddenly laid still and unmoving for a few seconds. Everyone was convinced that he was going to stand up, continue to play without further complications- The guy was just too strong and well built and because he was Kim Jaejoong after all- THE Kim Jaejoong.
With a smile on her face Dara walked towards where Bom and Junsu were eating. She sat down in front of them and grinned at them when they both looked up and stared at her like they saw a ghost. In fact all the people inside the cafeteria stared at her like they haven’t seen or known her.
The grin grew wider until it settled for a full smile. She then raised a brow at them
“fuck you! You are together now right?” Bom discreetly laugh
Dara felt so little she didn’t even want to go to school anymore. All day since yesterday people in the campus made sure to make her remember how cruel she was. Looking around she found her self alone, eating the cereals that taste awfully like sandpaper that morning. Junsu and Bom could only smile at her from a far. Well at least they weren’t mad at her anymore.
She haven’t seen Jaejoong the whole day yesterday as well until today. Dara couldn’t help but to think that the guy finally decided to stop. It did hit something in her chest too, just thinking about it make her guilty and well.. depress.
But then again it has been done, Dara knew she could no longer take everything back.
The whispers whenever she’s around haven’t subside instead it grew more intense. She had not missed the meaningful smile Junsu and Bom gave her and of course the glare that some fourth year girls threw at her.
She glared back of course. Somehow challenging those girls to do something. But they all just huffed back at her irritable before looking away.
“Jae probably managed to get into her skirt after all neh?” a few girls glared at her as they passed by Dara. They stomped away angrily when Bom glared at them calling them ugly bitches.
This continued throughout her breakfast and it made her mood turned sour she could just blew it off if ever one more person take a step out of the line again.
It was one hell of a night. After what happened that day, Dara had decided to skipped classes lunch and dinner all together. She was so ashamed of what happened and that she thought making her face scarce from all the student body for the whole day could make them forget about it.
But she knew that could not happen. She knew that the minute she walked in the hall for breakfast the next day. The stares she receives had gotten worse. The whispers died down and soon came back up the minute she sat on the table with her friends who patted her back for encouragement. She just knew that they were talking about her.