Dealing with a handsome crazy guy TALK
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My heart was racing. I don't know why. Was it because I avoided being hit by a ball? Because Kim Taehyung saved my life? Or... because Kim Taehyung was worried about me right now, right in front of me? The problem was that my heart was pounding like crazy.
“Your knee is bleeding profusely.”
"huh…"
“Doesn’t it hurt?”
“Ugh… ugh! It hurts!!”
I felt like I'd lost my mind. My eyes were fixed on Kim Taehyung's face, and I spat out a blank reply. Then, suddenly, a stabbing pain struck me and I screamed.
When I made a sharp sound, Kim Taehyung sighed deeply, saying he knew it, and I glared at him.
“You said it didn’t hurt earlier. Aren’t you in your right mind?”
"No matter what, you still want to touch someone's bleeding knee like that?!"
“Okay, I’m sorry. Since I’m sorry, let’s go to the infirmary first.”
As I lashed out, swearing, Kim Taehyung chuckled and rose from his seat. I followed suit, trying to get up from the dirt, but Ari grimaced and groaned in pain on her knees.
“…To the point where you can’t even get up?”
“No… it’s okay. I can do it, ah…!”
I tried to stand up, firmly grasping Kim Taehyung's outstretched hand. But as soon as I put strength into my legs, I stumbled and fell. Fortunately, Kim Taehyung held me with his arm, so I suffered no further injuries.
“This won’t work. Let me put my hands on your waist and legs.”
“Ugh…!!”
That was it. The moment Kim Taehyung's hands touched my waist and legs, my body floated into the air. My eyes widened, I put my arms around Kim Taehyung's neck, and he began to move slowly. That so-called princess hug was happening.
“Kim Taehyung…! What are you doing now!”
“Move the patient.”
“What are you talking about, seriously! The kids are all watching…! Put it down quickly!”
“Stop flapping your arms, it’s hard.”
My face flushed bright red. Was it because I was aware of Kim Taehyung and my bodies being so close? I was going crazy. The fact that I was doing this with Kim Taehyung was enough to drive me crazy, but what was even crazier was the way the kids were looking at me, held in his princess-like embrace.
It was Kim Taehyung who ignored me, who was begging me to come down because he couldn't stand the gaze of many people, and just walked through the middle of the playground and into the school building.
The distance from the playground to the school building shouldn't be that far, but today, strangely, it felt incredibly long. There were plenty of kids watching us, but if they started talking even once... the news of me being carried to the infirmary in Kim Taehyung's arms would spread throughout the school.
I wished the kids never had to see my face. So I wrapped my arms tightly around Kim Taehyung's neck and buried my face in his chest.
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As I entered the infirmary, carried by Kim Taehyung in a princess-like embrace, we were greeted by an empty infirmary during lunchtime. Kim Taehyung placed me down on the infirmary bed, and I sat there, biting my lip, still.
Then, it was Kim Tae-hyung who took out a first aid kit from one side of the infirmary and brought it in front of me.
“It may sting, but bear with it.”
"no."
“Even if you don’t want to, do it. Can’t you see that there’s more blood coming out than before?”
“I don’t like it, I don’t like it.”
Kim Taehyung, who had knelt on one knee to heal my wounds, was invisible to me now. All I felt was resentment toward him.
I know Kim Taehyung didn't do anything wrong. I also know my anger was directed in the wrong direction. But because he was the one in front of me, and because he could have just ignored me while I was hurt, he insisted on stepping forward, and that's why I became the target of my resentment.
“…I told you I didn’t like being the center of attention. I told you so many times, even asking you to do so.”
”……“
"What's it to you if I get hurt? If I fall to the ground and bleed, or get hit in the head with a ball and fall down? What's it to you? Just ignore it and move on..."
“How could I just stand by and watch you get hurt?”
“…Don’t confuse people with words like that again.”
Even as I expressed my resentment, Kim Taehyung met my gaze without flinching. His comments were a bonus, confusing me. It was beyond resentment; it was now a bit heartbreaking. If we had a relationship, I'd at least try to understand this situation, but our relationship was extremely ambiguous. Furthermore, Kim Taehyung knew exactly how I felt, yet he was saying and doing these things.
"Don't play with my heart. Don't do something like this, holding on to the fact that I like you as collateral. Please."
I ended up bowing my head. If my feelings for Kim Taehyung were being used to confuse me, I hated even that feeling. Why should I spend my emotions like this on someone like Kim Taehyung? It was so heartbreaking.
After my words, there was no more conversation between us. Only Kim Taehyung was there, meticulously tending to my knee. He applied disinfectant, ointment, and even applied a bandage before standing up.
“…I’ve never toyed with your heart, not even once. It’s all my sincerity.”
With that, Kim Taehyung opened the door to the infirmary and walked out. Left behind in the infirmary, I didn't know what thoughts would fill my head with those words.
“You bastard… If you leave like that, what am I supposed to do?”
Kim Taehyung never cared about me until the very end. Instead of giving me a precise answer, he gave me another vague answer and left. At this point, I was worried about how many days I'd be suffering from that one comment from Kim Taehyung.
