Rooftop (1/1)

“Leave me alone! I’m not pregnant!” I said for umpteenth times. I just needed a calm recess, but suddenly a stampede of students rushing towards me, bombarding me with these pregnancy accusations. “Did Junhyung really give you chocolate?!”“Did Junhyung really confess to you?!”“Are you really carrying Junhyung’s child?!”Where on earth did these questions come from?“Yes, no, and definitely no! OW!”Somebody just threw a rock at me!“Lee Hani, you are a bitch!”The situation definitely got too far now! Chaerin and Minji never left my side, protecting me like some kind of bodyguard. I was thankful for their help, but we were too surrounded, it was too confusing and crazy, so I tried to slip out from the mass, and thanks to my small frame, I managed to ran away from the chaos. Now where could I go to hide from everyone? Ah, I know! If I was in some kind of fiction, the best place would be the rooftop, right? The heroin would go to the rooftop, sobbing alone, and then the hero would come, grabbed her into his embrace, and they lived happily ever after.  Dammit, Hani! This is not the time for daydreaming! My feet however really took me to the rooftop. I climbed the never ending stairs, I almost out of breaths when I arrived at the final door. Please don’t let the door locked. And it wasn’t. The moment I opened the rooftop door, a gush of wind ran pass through me, sending cold shivers to my entire body, and I somewhat felt a little fresh and relieve. The rooftop had nothing but two huge water tanks. The sun was right above me, so I went to the back of the farthest tank, and sat under its shadow. The ground was full of small rocks and coarse sand, like the ones at the playground. I sat with my back and my head leaning against the wall, my legs were sprawled straight. I heaved in a deep breath, trying to process what just happened to me. So they knew Junhyung gave me the chocolate. I could understand if they made a big issue about it, I mean, this was Junhyung we were talking about. He was notorious for being cold and a man with a few words, so it was a breaking news for somebody like him to give anything to a girl, let alone a chocolate. But how did me being pregnant come into the picture? That was plain impossible. Did something happen without my knowing? But what could happen that could bring the pregnancy rumours out?  And there were also questions about Junhyung confessing to me. He hardly said anything, he merely gave me the chocolate, so that was not confessing, right? I mean, to confess, you had to speak out about the matters you were confessing. And I was sure that I got no confession from Junhyung. And they called me names like slut and bitch. That was too much for me to handle. Never in my life could I imagine to be called something like that, and to be called a bitch straight on my face, hurt me a lot. But again, what had I done that made them crowning those titles on me? Had I hurt them? No. Had I really acted like a bitch? Never. Had I became so low that I deserved to be called a slut? I didn’t think so. So why did all these things happen to me? Questions after questions appeared in my mind, and I was unable to answer every single one of them. One thing I knew, these all happening to me because of that chocolate bar. I was starting to regret accepting the chocolate, but a simple chocolate couldn’t mean he was confessing and couldn’t get me pregnant! Or could it? Oh, my head was hurting so much. But my heart was in more pain, I just couldn’t believe all of this was happening to me. I felt like crying, my tears were forming in my eyes, I even exhaled warm air. I never felt so dejected before. Suddenly I heard the rooftop door opened, and cautious footsteps were heading towards me. My body stiffed in alarm. The footsteps were so near, and I had nowhere else to go as I was at a dead end, but I knew from the sound of the footsteps, they were the footsteps of one person. That actually gave me some relieve, I didn’t want another chaotic crowd up here. I could see the shadow of that person right at the side of the tank, and I could tell person was a boy.“Hani.”He appeared before me, and at the sight of him, the tears I had been holding up came out streaming down my face.“J--”I choked my words, I was overwhelmed by his presence and by my own emotions. He was fast reaching out for me, kneeling in front of me and grabbing me into his embrace, holding me tight.“Shh, I’m here. Shh... I’m with you now, Hani, so everything will be alright. Shh...”     ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ A/N: Now, who could the 'J' be? Joon? Or Junhyung? Who do you want him to be? ;p