Revenge of a Dead Girl

Chapter 4

Yoo ma's POV

It was that very moment that I regretted everything I have done, I lost my one true friend because of my childishness. A year already passed but I couldn't forget about her, how she asked for my help, how she cried, how she suffered.

"Yoo ma, wake up. You're gonna be late for school." I heard my dad's voice downstairs, snapping me from my trance.

I stood up from my bed, leaning over my dresser, I looked closely at my reflection in the mirror. Seeing that my eyes were dead inside, I looked away and began preparing for school.

"Dad, I baked cupcakes for you and your coworkers, it's in the fridge," I said as I walk past them and went through the front door.

"Ah thanks, I'll make sure to give it to them!" I heard him yell from inside, and I continued walking without stopping.

I can see some students that were also on their way to school, but I turned around and walked to the other direction, plucking a white rose from someone else's garden as I walk past it and soon reached the cemetery.

I searched for her and saw the words Park Young Ji engraved on the stone. Placing the white rose on top of it, I stood quietly.

"Sorry." I mumbled, closing my eyes before walking away.

When I reached the gate of the school, the same scene was unfolding before my eyes as I continue to stride forward. I walked pass students from the soccer club who were jogging around the school grounds since it's their morning practice, I passed through the hallway with a few groups of students chatting beside the locker, some of them greeting me with respect. When I finally reached my destination, which is the student council room, I slid the door open to see Miss Ahreum quietly writing down a few notes on the board for us to see later, but since I was way too early I saw it before everyone else. It says "If you're exhausted from paper works feel free to join me for tea later this afternoon." with random doodles around it.

"Miss Ahreum, good morning." I cleared my throat to let her now that I was here since she was too occupied in doodling that she didn't hear the door sliding open. She made a startled noise and immediately turned around to face me with a shy grin.

"Yooma, you're early as always. It must be tough to be the president." She pulled out a chair from the long rectangular table at the middle where we conduct our meeting and put it closer to the board so she can continue doodling while sitting down.

"I can manage," I remarked as I sat on the chair located next to the very edge of the table and took out my folders and a pen. I started jotting down a few notes about the student's activity, I saw the soccer club practicing so I wrote it down for status report later.

My mind becomes automatically functioning whenever I do my work in the student council, my pen was furiously moving on its own and my eyes were darting from here and there. The strokes of my pen were rather fierce and rattling, it was as if I was just messily doodling on the paper and filling it with black ink.

When I snapped out of my automatic trance, I looked down on the paper, It was only then that I realized that I was actually filling the whole paper with black ink. I doodled a rather ominous creature on it, it was shaped like a hideous person but at the same time, it looked like it has no definite shape since it was like a floating shadow. The creature has no facial features except for two round and extremely blank eyes. I sighed and excused myself from the room, trying to clear my mind.

For some unfortunate events, I happen to be in the same class with those people who made fun of Young Ji. Fei, Irene, Joon and everyone else. It's like God is trying to see what I would do to them, but I am too self-centered to even waste a breath to speak to those people.

Their chaotic and noisy scenario never changes. They were all talking to their own circle of friends, others were teasing someone who happens to be their new target and some were even plotting to pour a bucket of water on the teacher today.

"How foolish..." I said under my breath as I calmly walk through them and head for my seat.

I sat quietly, putting my bag under the desk and pulling out the textbook I've been reading. Flipping through the pages, I tried to block out all the noises they're making and was about to read the paragraphs in the book but someone yelled, taking my attention.

"Oh! That's right! It's Young ji's DeathDay!" Fei reminded everyone, clapping her hands as she looked around trying to see their reactions but everyone looked clueless at her statement.

"Young Ji?"

"Who's that?"

"Never heard of her."

Everyone was showering Fei with questions, they seriously forgot about her. I predicted that already, but why do I feel like they're disrespecting her.

"Gosh! Did you forget? She's the one who miserably took away her life in the restroom. How idiotic of her." She answered, giggling and everyone remembered her.

"Oh yeah! I remember now, she's one of my ex-girlfriends" Joon interjected, snapping her fingers at the memory he had with Young Ji.

Seriously, I'm pissed right now. These pathetic people should shut their mouth.

"Can you all please quiet down? I'm trying to read here." I abruptly stood up from my seat and yelled in a somewhat harsh tone.

"Ah, I remembered that you were her best friend." Hyemi butted in, staring at me with eyes like she's evaluating my whole appearance. "The best friend who didn't try to help her." She added, even making me angrier.

"Well aren't you a shitty little t**t trying to provoke me." I crossed my arms, staring at everyone with a death glare. "You can all go f**k yourselves and celebrate Young Ji's deathday since you all sons of bitches like making fun of people." They all stepped back at my sudden vulgar language because they know that I am always silent and sticks my nose on books.

"Hey, you curse too much." Fei tried to maintain her composure, acting all high and mighty.

"b***h you breathe too much, shut the f**k up." I scowled, earning gasps from everyone including Fei.

"Hey hey stop it, everyone, you shouldn't fight." Hana, the class president stood between us. But Fei and I didn't stop glaring at each other.

"You guys are fighting over a dead girl, stop it. I think she doesn't like it when we fight even though I don't know her." Min ho, a transfer student butted in. He recently transferred to this class in the middle of the term, and is naive about what happened a year ago.

"Oh let me tell you who she is." Hye mi claimed, while carefully putting mascara on." She's that miserable girl who kept clinging on to Joon, had a scandal, angered the teachers and including the students with her annoying personality and committed suicide in the restroom. Pathetic right?" She chuckled, looking at me from the corner of her eyes to see my reaction but I just kept ignoring her.

She seemed unsatisfied with my reaction so she said more "And also Yoo ma right there just watched her suffer without showing any mercy on Young Ji."

"I don't want to hear that from your surgically made mouth, you fake hoe." I retorted, rolling my eyes at her. "Your eyelids are fake, your nose is fake, even your boobs are fake. Everything about you is fake. That's right, go and cry to your doctor after I rip off your nose." I provoked her, just as planned. I'm gonna show everyone here how fake she is.

"Why you!" She stood up from her seat and was about to tackle me but was stopped by a teacher who just harshly opened the door, revealing him wheezing and panting, from the looks of it, he looked like he just ran a mile.

"Lee Hye Mi!" He yelled, catching his breath. Hye mi turned around and looked at him "Come with me for a second"

"What? I don't date older guys" She said looking at her neatly painted nails, suddenly forgetting about her anger for me.

"This is serious! Your parents got into an accident!" His sentence made Hye mi stood frozen with eyes wide open, the class was in a complete silence. "They're at the hospital now, and... Their condition is not stable. Hurry if you still want to see them aliv-" Hye mi pushed him aside making him fall on the ground so she can pass through the door. The sound of her high heels clanking at the hallway was heard from our place, she seemed to be hurrying really badly.

"Young Ji" I heard someone said. "Maybe because of young Ji'' All eyes were on that guy who just said that and they were already sweating and shaking in fear.

''Haha. As if she can come back here. She's already dead" someone replied, but they can't hide the nervousness in their voices.

"A while ago, Hye mi is disrespecting Young Ji's death. Maybe-" He got cut off by the sound of the power turning off, all of us looked at the light bulbs that just turned off.

It was suddenly pitch black.

I looked outside to see dark grey clouds heading towards us, covering the setting sun making the whole city darker as it already is. The students started to scream and panic, the teachers entered our class and tried to calm them down but they won't listen.

I wasn't panicking that much because I know that it won't do anything aside from making the situation worse. So I just sat there watching them fumble with their phones around, some were even cowering under their desks.

"How foolish..." I mumbled my favorite line, watching everyone be an i***t about a simple blackout and a storm.

As they were panicking, an image caught my eye making me snap out of my deep thoughts. With wide eyes and unstable breathing, I stare at her figure, sitting on her usual desk, she caught me staring at her causing my heart to sink deep down. I thought she would be mad at me or worse try to harm me, but instead, she showed a thin smile with her eyes almost closed. The smile she always shows me whenever I help her in her problems.

Why?

Why are you smiling at me?

I did something horrible to you...

"Young ji" I mumbled, making everyone stop and look at me "its... Young ji" I mumbled again, staring at the empty space where she was just now.

She suddenly disappeared like the wind, as if she was carried away. Almost as if, she was only a spirit who had return to do what she had to do.

It started to pour really hard, the pitter-patter sound of it was deafening to our ears since it was too loud. Strong winds even made the windows burst open so we had to put some things over it to keep it closed, and the swooshing sound it makes kinda made our state worse.

"Calm down everyone, I think the storm will be over later so stay still as we try to contact the polices to make you reach your home safe." Our homeroom teacher said, pulling out his phone and dialing the number of the police station.

"You mean we're staying here until night?!" Fei yelled in frustration, I looked at my watch and its currently 6 pm. "I have an appointment with someone!"

"It's for your own safety, I don't want any of my students getting washed off by the flood and ended up floating lifeless on rivers." He answered quite the plan he has. It's better to stay here than dying outside.

"That's a good idea sir" I exclaimed, "We should stay, considering the circumstance it is better to remain here until the authorities arrived to escort us to our homes safe and sound." I looked at everyone and they were reluctant to agree.

"Excuse me?" Fei scoffed as she stood up, crossing her arms while sending death glares at me. "If you want to stay then stay, I'm not gonna wait my ass here until this school gets washed away." She was about to walk out of the classroom but Hyemi suddenly appeared at the doorway, soaked and wet from the rain.

"What happened? Aren't you supposed to be on your way to the hospital?" Jina asked, staring at Hyemi all soaked and filthy.

"The storm is too strong I can't even see anything outside except for fogs and rain" She muttered and we all looked outside to see nothing but darkness. As if the windows were covered in black papers, and our only source of light is the emergency flashlights and our phones, if we're lucky, flashes of lightning would occur that would lighten up the whole room for split seconds.

"Oh s**t, my phone is almost out of battery," Joon said as he annoyingly threw his phone back in his bag and leaned on his chair, putting his hand above his head as a pillow.

"We better save power before it runs out. We don't know how many hours we'll stay here." I suggested, and everyone nodded their head at me for the first time.

The storm outside is dreadful. Loud roars of thunder and lightning are all you can hear and some of my classmate's mumbles and scared cries.

It is quite inconvenient, but we have no choice but to wait for the storm to end.

"Umm... I want to go to the restroom." Irene sheepishly said, breaking the silence and raising her arm politely.

"It's dangerous to go alone, take Hana with you and keep your phones close to you," I suggested, as Hana willingly went to Irene's direction.

"Umm, thank you Yooma." She showed a shy smile at me and went out of the room while clinging unto Hana's hand.

After that, the silence enveloped the whole room once again. We remained on our seats, not daring to speak and hoping for the time the storm stops. We waited and waited but it seems like this weather is not gonna listen to us, this storm looks like it'll be here until morning.

"Hey, what happened to the two who went in the restroom? It's been fifteen minutes already." Our homeroom teacher asked, looking all tensed and worried.

"Hey, relax Mr. Chan. Girls always take so much time in the restroom." Joon said from his seat at the back row, earning nods from the other boys.

But still, our teacher is not convinced and left the room to look for the other two, giving the authority to our PE teacher to look over us in the meantime.

I was about to say something but the two girls suddenly entered the classroom, making everyone's eyes land on them with confusion.

Hana was crying as she grips onto her phone, while Irene was patting her back, trying to comfort her.

"What happened? Are you hurt? Did you see Mr. Chan on your way here?" The PE teacher drowned them with questions as he walked towards them.

"Her boyfriend called her," Irene remarked, looking all sad and empathetic "They broke up."

"Okay okay, let's talk about that tomorrow. For now, worry about your safety." The teacher made the two of them go back to their seat while I was observing the two of them.

Hana quietly sat down, still sobbing and wiping her tears. And as I glance at Irene, I saw a smirk plastered on her face before returning to her usual shy expression.

"Hmm..." I uttered, gazing at the two of them who was just sitting beside each other.

We waited for another five minutes, only hearing the sound of the storm violently trying to make our school crumble into pieces.

"Ugh... Ack..." Hana once again broke the silence around us with her unusual gasps as if she was having a hard time breathing. "He...Help.. me" She mumbled and I immediately rose to my seat and ran to her direction.

"Are you okay?" I asked, putting my hands over her shoulder and lifting her head up so I can take a look at her face.

But I was horrified as I saw her two black eyes, as in everything was black. Not a single trace of white left, I have never heard of an attack like this that affects the color of the eyes.

"What's happening?!" The PE teacher ran over to us but before he could even come close, Hana suddenly stood up and slapped Irene hard on the face making all of us drop our jaw in shock.

"Umm... isn't she just having a seizure 10 seconds ago?" Kelly interjected, stepping away from her and hiding behind Minho's back.

"Ack! How dare you!" Irene suddenly yelled, fuming in anger as she tried to fight back but Hana swiftly kicked her chest, stepping on her stomach to restrain Irene.

Everyone around them backed away instead of stopping them, they even managed to pull out their phones and film Irene's miserable state right now.

"I've always wanted to do that!" Hana yelled in a somewhat different and cheerful tone, and this time, putting her hands around Irene's neck and choking her to death.

"Stop it! Both of you!" The teacher separated them using both his hands.

"Hana!" He looked at her, and yelled "You're the class president! What are you trying to do?!"

"Oh dear, the class president hurting an innocent student. This one's a juicy story." Joon chuckled, everyone, agreeing as they continue filming.

How foolish of them, they have nothing else to do but just make fun of others.

That's what everyone here does anyway, they want to hear and spread nasty rumors to make the person involved, suffer. They want to trample and step on them just for fun, watching them take their own lives is like their only hobby.

If you step in front and try to protect the people who were being bullied you'll be added on their list and will also be bullied and it will never end, its either remain being bullied for the rest of your school year or just commit suicide. Simple as that.

Funny that even the teachers encourage bullying because they believe that it will serve as a motivation to study hard or something, more like a motivation to commit suicide.

That's why everyone feigned ignorance on how this school works, everyone acted like nothing ever happened. Like nobody died because of them.

"If this storm is over, you two are going to have a long fine talk with me in the principal's offi-"The teacher got interrupted by a loud thunder which made us all cower and cover our ears by its loudness.

"The storm is getting strong!" Joon yelled, looking outside the window to see nothing but just black like we're not looking through a window anymore and just staring at a wall painted with black colors.

"No s**t Sherlock!" Another student managed to yell something ridiculous, despite the panicking state of everyone.

"Stay calm everyone" The teacher tried to calm us again, but no one is listening to him speak.

"Nobody's gonna listen to an old hag like you!" Fei yelled, cowering under her desk.

"Why you-" The teacher looked pissed but his sentence got cut off by a bolt of loud lightning that hit perfectly at our classroom, causing everyone to run out of the room. Pushing each other and even stepping on the ones who tripped and landed on the floor just so they're not harmed.

"HEEELP!"

"GET OUT OF THE WAAY!!!"

They screamed, still making their way out of the doorway which is currently crowded.

They are all panicking that they didn't notice the teacher's dead body and some other students who were unfortunate and got struck by the lightning, making their bodies cut into bits. There was a mess of blood and entrails on the floor as if someone played with a bucket of blood and body parts and scattered it everywhere.

I just stood there frozen in place, unable to move from what I just saw.

There, at the back of the room. Standing still and watching everyone pitifully try to exit the room, Young Ji appeared once again. And this time, she looked back at me, raising her right hand telling me to reach for it.

Whenever she's around, I feel so at ease and calm. At this moment, I just want to cling to her and cry my eyes out for missing her so much and apologize for everything that I have done to her.

I want to be with her already...

I slowly walked towards her not even blinking and kept my gaze locked on her stunningly beautiful figure, at this point, I have no idea what I was doing. All I know is that I was walking towards my best friend who I longed for so long.

My hand were inches apart from hers, I could almost feel her warmth passing it to mine. As if a strong force was sucking my life away as I got close to her.

But then...