Broken Pieces || Park Jisung

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     A WASTE OF time. That's what the boy with the dead, dark eyes felt. His eyes completely reflected the absolute void surrounding his chest, eating him up.

Now seeing these rats in front of him made him want to just laugh at their faces and tell them how pathetic and what a waste of time they were. But he refrained from doing so, for he had no energy nor saliva to waste.

He scoffed and shoved the senior, making his way past him.

"Oh, you're really asking for it." Hansung cracked his knuckles one last time and lifted his elbow with a closed fist an attempt to punch the boy only to be stopped by a small hand?

"Ey, sunbaenim. This ain't right. Didn't you know that it's unfair to hit people from the back?" She said as she gripped on his fist, her lips forming a sweet smile.

"Oh! Yo Minha, that girl looks like you!" Chenle's eyes widened and pointed at the said girl. Hearing no response from the Minha, he looked at her direction only to see that she was gone.

Then his gaze went back to the girl who cut in between the two males about to fight. "Holy shit, she's gonna die!" Renjun exclaimed, finally noticing the girl not being on her seat.

"What the fuck is she doing?!" Donghyuck yelled, his hands behind his neck as he stood up in shock.

"Now who the fuck are you?" Hansung was now baffled at the smaller girl. He tried to retract his clenched fist from her firm grip, but to no avail. The girl was stronger than he was.

"Oh, who am I?" She chuckled slightly, showing her eye smile and white pearls, still gripping his fist tightly as he squirmed under her tight grip.

But then her smile faded, her eyes changed. She was now glaring at him with those fox-like eyes. "I'm someone who wants to teach you on how to be a real man and fight fairly."

Why does she keep butting in other people's business? The dark haired boy behind her thought as he stared at her figure, remembering the incident earlier this morning on the bus.

Yes, he was there.

He stared at her. He definitely remembered her to be fragile and frail. But looking at her now, it was as if last night never happened. Not a single trace of fragility could be seen on her.

She reminds me of her.

Hearing the girl's reply to his question, he laughed aloud, not minding her change of aura. "You silly girl! You? Teaching me? To fight?" He harshly retrieved his hand successfully this time.

"How, huh?" He poked her forehead with his two fingers harshly which made the dark haired boy flinch.

I don't want to do anything but I feel like I should do something. His brain said to him, obviously frustrated at the girl for butting in.

"What can a girl do to harm boys? Girls are weak shits. They cry and get all dramatic with just a single poke." He continued to shove his fingers on her forehead making her stumble backwards.

"Guys, we have to do something!" Jaemin told the boys. The five made eye contact, but only four nodded. "Wait!" Chenle stopped the four from charging.