In front of Noah and Yale, Megan wore a look of confusion. “It’s the most important stage of senior year. I just want to focus on studying. Gyna, if you’re not studying, don’t drag me down.”
Noah tore the love letter into pieces and threw it at my face. “Disgusting.”
At that moment, the fragile peace I had managed to maintain shattered completely.
After they left, I saw Megan, who had looked confused earlier, suddenly smile.
“You’re not welcomed anywhere, Gyna. If I lived like you, I might as well just die.”
In that moment, I suddenly understood.
"Are you doing this on purpose?"
Megan didn't respond and turned to walk away.
That day, after school, Noah deliberately made the driver not wait for me. I carried my backpack alone, tears brimming in my eyes as I headed home.
I had always felt like an outsider, but in front of those two brothers, I felt even lower.
In Noah's eyes, I was a disgusting worm.
In Yale's eyes, I was a plaything who had debased myself.
Yale tidied himself up and followed Noah out. Just before leaving, he winked at me.
"Gyna, if you're really curious, I wouldn't mind keeping you company tonight. I'm not as rigid as Noah. I know a lot more. Do you want to give it a try?"