Revenge of a Dead Girl

Chapter 8

Yooma~

Entering through the school gates with a groan, I lazily pushed myself to walk towards another day being surrounded by credulous idiots. The darkness in the sky is rolling in and rain threatened to fall, February is always cold so I never liked it.

After I entered and reached the corridors of the building, I immediately noticed that the credulous idiots I was talking about were constantly looking at a piece of paper. Looking closely to it, I realized that it was a photo but I am not interested in any way to meddle with the stupid childplay they're doing.

"I knew it. She's a slut." I heard a student saying in disgust as I walk pass her, I glanced at her from behind my shoulder. Seeing that she's also carrying and looking at the same photo everyone is holding.

Studying the surroundings, I realized that almost everyone was holding that photo and staring at it with either disgust or mockery, laughing together with the group they're in.

"Yooma!" I heard a familiar voice called me, interrupting me from observing everyone.

I looked infront to see a girl walking to my direction. "Irene." I mumbled, as she stopped.

"Miss Ah reum was looking for you in the student council office." She said with her thin smile, giving off a nice vibe.

But I'm not a fool.

I know how gross her real personality is, I know she's also bullying Youngji in the shadows. Pretending to be a teacher's pet to gain everyone's trust.

I nodded in response, continuing to walk in an impatient manner since I want to leave that area festered by idiots.

"Ah and by the way." She stopped me, I turned around to see her usual smile turn into a mocking smirk. "Have you seen those photos? Youngji looked like she had a lot of fun."

"What are you talking about?" I raised an eyebrow, and she chuckled at my reaction begining to walk away.

"Why don't you see for yourself." She mumbled before disappearing amidst the crowd.

Intrigued, I looked to my side to see a guy also holding a photo and was holding his phone above it, taking a picture.

Without warning, I snatched the photo from his hands earning a startled noise from him.

"Hey!" He lifted his pissed off eyes to meet mine, only to be taken aback as he saw who I am. "Y-yooma." He said, cowering. His gaze wavering at the thought of the most outstanding student in the whole campus is standing in front of him.

"Piss off." I scoffed, he immediately turned, quickly scurrying to create a large distance from me.

After watching him scamper away, I looked down at the photo. Only to find myself shocked by the pervese contents.

"Youngji?" I stammered, wondering how Youngji ended up in a scandal. Who could have done this to her?

Realizing that the photo in my hands is also in the hands of almost everyone in the school made my eyes widen in panic.

If Youngji sees this she will surely break down, she's too fragile and sensitive. What's worse is that everyone at school saw this picture and is now planning a way to make fun of her the moment she walk through the gates.

"Tsk." Crumpling the photo in my hand, I hurriedly walked towards the destination I am headed to.

I won't let this ruin Youngji, she had already experienced too much sufferings.

Sliding the door open of the student council room, I saw Miss Ah reum and the other officers already commencing a meeting.

"Ah Yooma, good thing you're here. We're just talking about the statistics of the upcoming--" I interrupted Ah reum's statement as I slammed my fist on the long table.

Earning shocked and confused looks from everyone in the room. "Right now, there's a scandalous photo being spread around the school."

"What?" Ah reum exclaimed, standing up from her seat. "What is the students doing?"

"It's destroying the sanity of the student involved, and I as a member of this council wants each and everyone of you to stand up and dispose all of it." I ordered, putting my hands over my waist.

However, the looks on everyone's faces looked as if they don't want to do it. They probably have seen the picture and seeing that Youngji is the one in it made them indolently idle.

"Yooma, we have a much important matter to speak of instead of fixing that mess Youngji made." One of my classmate said, sluggishly sitting on his spot.

The others seemed to agree as they nod their head accordingly, except for Miss Ah reum who was about to exit but stopped as she heard the statement just now.

Observing all their expressions, my eyes turned cold and menacing. Staring right into everyone's eyes that made them shiver and feel uncomfortable.

"Fine. I'll do it myself." I stomped my way back towards the door. Sliding it open and glancing back at them with cold glares. "But don't expect me to be participating in this student council shit."

What I said made them gasp, some even stood up as to stop me. Knowing that one of their important assets is about to leave their organization, I have been incharge in almost all of the work to make the teachers praise us so they need me more than anything in this group.

"We understand! We'll help you, just don't leave us hanging here." The one who was just slugging off a while ago, walked behind me as well as all the other members of the council.

"Miss Ah reum, I can already hear Youngji's voice fighting with someone." I uttered, planting my palm on my face. Pondering on how she can cause trouble in less than a minute and already causing a ruckus.

"Yes yes, I'll stop them." Miss Ah reum gave me a thumbs up, as she scampered faster towards the source of the loud voices.

I abruptly stopped and looked behind me, seeing them flinch at my sudden movement made me think as to why they're so scared of me.

"Photos have been scattered everywhere at the corridors of the main entrance. Dispose of them immediately." I ordered half of the people with me and hurriedly disappeared to the place I mentioned.

I looked back at the number of people left and commanded in a firm voice. "There are students who took a photo of it in their phones. I want you to collect them and delete it."

"Understood." They said in unison before walking away.

I have done my part of the job, I just hope Youngji won't get bothered by this.

I couldn't possibly approach her and talk to her since I believe she hates me for yelling at her the other day.

Although, I'm not in the place to do this since I always just watch her getting hurt from afar. But as her friend, I would help her from the shadows. I don't want to see her in pain any longer, It hurts to see the only person I can consider my friend being stepped on by other people.

"Yooma! You're the person I like the most in the whole world!"

Youngji's voice kept flashing in my mind as I meandered across the hall, passing through people who have a world of their own.

"You're the bestest best best friend I have, I would never leave you alone!"

It kept coming, the moments I had with her when we were still in good terms. Reminiscing about how happy we were not too long ago, Her voice as cheerful and annoying as ever, always clinging unto my arm, not until Fei began to hurt her.

"Yooma, you're the best!"

I know she hated me for yelling and leaving at her that time on the bridge, I know she despised me since she knows I was always just watching her whenever she's getting beaten up.

I know all of that...

But why?

Why is she trying to kill me?

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"Die." She uttered, completely bringing me back to the present times, the school was dark and festered by dead people, giving the whole establishment a putrid smell.

She wrapped her hands around my neck and began tightening her grip, not allowing me to respire.

"ugh..hn." I wheezed, holding both her wrist and trying to push her off me.

Her surprising agility made me pinned down on the floor, sitting on top of me as she push all her weight on my neck, speeding up the process of killing me. Both my feet wriggling and squirming on the floor. Trying my best to not die from her hands.

"Stop." She mumbled, even tightening her grip on me almost snapping my neck in half.

Even though I was currently fighting for life and death, trying to push her off me. I caught a glimpse of her face hidden under her long messy hair.

She was crying, her cold tears falling on my dry cheeks. Watching me whimper and gasp for air with eyes filled with sympathy and regret. As if she wasn't entirely happy about strangling her former bestfriend to death.

"Yo-youngji." I stammered, "Let... let me go!" mustering all my remaining strenght and pushing her off me.

I managed to push her to my side, immediately standing up and running away a few meters before looking back at her.

She wasn't there anymore...

She disappeared.

An empty dimmed hallway was left. Complete silence occured, aside from the constant thunders and lightnings the sky is making, all I can hear is my unsteady breathing and whimpering voice.

"N-no..." I fell on my knees, holding my head in pain as the menacing voices kept haunting me.

"She hates you."

"She's the same as everyone."

"Dispose of her before she kills you."

"She never really was your friend."

"Make her leave."

"No! I can't!" I screeched, my eyes darting from side to side, looking for the source of the voice but there wasn't anyone here with me.

From the corner of my eyes, I can see shadows following me but whenever I turn around they would disappear in thin air as if this whole thing made me hallucinating.

"Leave me alone!" I yelled, standing up and began sprinting away from the specific area.

"Kill her."

"Kill her."

"She's not your friend."

"They're all the same."

The voices followed me, whispering in my ears almost all the time. Telling me what to do and what not to do, telling me to kill Youngji.

But I won't do that, I won't bend to their will. I'm not gonna become a mere vessel by these voices to do what they want, I'm not the type to get controlled by these entities.

Whatever happens, I am still her friend.

I am Youngji's friend.