Drowning - Lee Hoon (Hooni) x Reader [Discontinued]

Chapter 2: Hooni looks uncomfortable.

A few hours passed of teachers talking and Hooni taking slight glances at (Y/N). After class Hooni sat alone at lunch as usual, got bullied as usual, then made his way back home... as usual.

But something about today made him think today was different then all other days...

Because you came into the picture.

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As Hooni walks himself home he begins to think to himself.

'I wonder where the new transfer student is from...' Hooni then zones out. 'They had such a nice smile... wait a minute.'

Hooni then pats the both sides of his cheeks. 'AAH, Hooni stop thinking like that!' He panics.

'Ah, they probably wouldn't like me anyways...' Hooni frowns putting his hands into his hoodie, and tilting his hat down.

'It's been awhile since someone's asked if I was okay though... It felt- nice.' Hooni's chest felt a bit strange.

Hooni then makes it to his small apartment, turning the key into the small door handle.

Despite the apartment being cramped, moldy, and slightly smelly. Today he didn't really mind it.

He finally had a decent night's sleep.

The next day school began normally except this time Hooni had something to look forward to.

"Hmm..." (Y/N) says as they stare at the small boy named Hooni from across the cafeteria.

"Hey, what's up (Y/N)?" Your friend sits their tray beside you.

You met them in one of your classes from yesterday, and you must say... they are quite the character.

"Oh- nothing haha." You snap back to reality. "Um, does he always sit alone?"

"Oh, Hooni? Yeah, he's always been like that."

"Strange..." You reply.

"Why~ do you like him or something?" Your friend gives you a slight smirk.

"W-What no!" You growl at the sudden embarrassment as your friend snickers.

"HEY!" You jump at the sudden outburst.

Some guys were talking to Hooni from across the cafeteria.

"You got our money?" An older one asks.

"U-Um- I'm sorry..." Hooni looks uncomfortable.

"What the fuck do you mean? You got it or not?" Another boy yells at him.

"I already used it-" Hooni mutters before being punched in the stomach.

"Wh- Should we do something?!" You panically ask your friend.

"No... we shouldn't get involved." Your friend looks serious. "Look there's a teacher coming."

Before landing another hit on the small boy named Hooni one of them begins whispering.

"Damn, let's go guys" The older one says.

"Don't think we're not done with you yet." Another one replies dumping a cup of liquid on Hooni's head.

He looks so sad.

"Does this normally happen?" You ask your friend.

They then sigh.

"All the time sadly."

You then look towards back the direction the boy was at, but he was gone.

'Where'd he go...?' You think to yourself anxiously.

"Well enough with the depressing atmosphere!" Your friend desperately tries to lighten the mood. "How about we stop and get drinks on the way home after school?"

"Sure." You respond simply, still slightly concerned.