smile!! [yugbam]

exhibit 05

there was some sort of pop up store display in one half of the room and the other half, it was designed like the outdoors, where there was fake grass covering the front except one corner sidewalk path leading to the pop up shop.

the shops was labeled 'CAMERAS!' and on the display was a polaroid, a pack of stickers and a video camera. there was a trash can by the display.

there were also shattered pieces scattered across the grass. the sidewalk pathing had chalk written on them. the starting chalk drawings were mean words, but as the path gets closer to the store, the words got warmer until there was a printed drawing on the last sidewalk path of a boy standing out in the sun with drawn in heart by it.

the picture was similar to the polaroid which was dated '940707'

'journal entry 5' was hanging on the walls.

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he tried so hard. he tried so hard to just forget everything-yugyeom but he just couldn't. especially seeing students treat him like shit every single day. the more he glances at him, the more he just looks so unwell and unhealthy. bambam couldn't handle seeing him like this.

but... yugyeom told him to never speak to him again. and bambam wants to keep that statement.

it's just so difficult to be a bystander when he knows deep down inside yugyeom is a good person. he just never wants to show it.

even if yugyeom was being such an asshole to him, bambam can't help but look at the bright side of him.

the one where he was the most brilliant and talented person he's ever seen.

bambam sat alone in the cafeteria, picking at his food, having no appetite to eat at all. he scanned the room for where yugyeom could be sitting at. probably alone, looking like a total loser as well.

after looking at all the students and having no luck at finding yugyeom, bambam sighed and looked out the window. the sky has been looking more drab and hopeless these days. bambam couldn't see the beauty in the sunshine's rays like he did a while back.

his world didn't feel as colorful anymore.

as he dazed off at the window, a sudden movement of a body getting thrown against a wall, followed by a bunch of garbage hitting the edges of the window interrupted the clouds flowing by and the grass breezing through the winds.

bambam couldn't just sit there. he didn't know why, but his body decided to move on its own and act fast.

he went outside to check out the problem.

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"take this you fuck." slimy garbage and terrible odored food was being thrown yugyeom's way.

yugyeom banged against the brick walls as the smelliest of trash hit his face. the gang high fives each other as they chuckled at the sight of yugyeom being bullied.

"now THIS is where you belong. in the dumpster, with the trash." notorious student mark tuan snickered. "you nasty ugly shit."

yugyeom just closed his eyes, trying so hard not to cry in front of them. he kept replaying an alternate universe were he was never alive, or even, he never survived the fall. what did i do to be treated like this...? he questioned for the first time in his life.

he could feel mark's breath close to his face. "you're disgusting. why must living shits like you be able to walk around the earth all freely?"

yugyeom opened his eyes for a second to know that an inevitable punch was coming his way. he didn't bother to stop himself from getting hit. but somehow... his fist never made contact with his face. yugyeom looked around to see what the commotion is all about.