𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧 //𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙜

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(a/n: this is me from the future, when i started this book i was only just getting into writing, so the first few chapters may be written quite poorly. As the story progresses the wording becomes less clunky and strange, keep this in mind 😊

and you guys roasted me so hard about the cringe stuttering so YES I FIXED IT. there's no more cringe stuttering 😇)

"What do you want?!" Lee Minho yelled at the quivering smaller boy, Han Jisung, after bumping into Minho. A cold and fierce look plastered across his face. With a furrowed brow and hatred filling up his gaze, he glanced down at the boy who was bracing for impact, expecting to get kicked with the olders rage again.

"Get up you weak loser, you're such an attention seeker" Minhos words stabbed through Jisungs heart.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me

Jisung had tried so hard to gain the courage to accept those words, but over and over again the world proved to beat him down harder than any punch to the face.

He weakly and wearily pulled himself up,
glancing through the hall as Minho heartlessly walked off, barely glancing at the beat up Jisung as a flurry of tears found their way down his cheeks.
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"Don't tell me you beat up the new kid again" Chan sighed, his annoyed tone barely trying to shelter behind his stern voice.

"What? He's such a nuisance, what the fuck am I supposed to do? i'll end up murdering one of you if I don't take my anger out on that whimp." He rebuttled, glaring at Jisung as he entered the cafeteria.

"Hey Jisung, come sit ove-"

"Don't even think about it. He's not sitting here. Not with me." Minho cut Felix off.

"What's your fucking problem with him?!" Felix yelled back as Minho rolled his eyes.

"He's a sad excuse of a boy, let-alone a person. Don't bother with him, Invite him over and i'm leaving to sit at the roof top."

"For gods sake...fine whatever."
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"Wanna go to the club room?" Seungmin asked Hyunjin as they were packing their bags ready to leave class.

"Sure, Changbin and Felix are probably there anyway huh?" He replied as the two left their class.

As they made their way through the halls, off to the vacant clubroom that the boys had turned into their secret hangout spot, Hyunjin spotted Jisung, his head down as if his neck had stopped working as he clenched his backpack straps from the front. An idea sparked in his mind.

"Jisung! wanna hang out with us after school, maybe we can get to know you." Hyunjin smiled welcomingly at the new boy.

"u-uhm..okay" Jisung mumbled almost unaudiblely underneath his breath.

"Follow us then!" Seungmin piped up "we're heading to a vacant club room. No one uses it so there won't be anyone else in there, don't worry."

Jisung flinched his head slightly in an attempt to nod.

"So, Jisung.." Hyunjin started as they head off again "Why'd you transfer here?"

Jisung muttered to himself for a few seconds, trying to sort out an answer that would satisfy him.

"Dad's work" he let out in a defeated breath. "He got a...new job here..yeah" he continued, as if confirming with himself.

"Ah, what does he work as?" Hyunjin asked again, desperately trying to keep a conversation going.