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🍉~𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 3~🍉

[a/n: If your asking how long this series will be, then don't worry! it won't be over 20 or 30 chapters.]

(-Minho's POV-)

Changbin and me were walking towards our next class late, why you may ask? Because that class is BS, it's RM's class, Its so annoying how nosy this man can get. On our way there we walk into jungkook and his lackeys. The details aren't clear as to why Changbin hates jungkooks guts, but I'm almost 95% sure it had something to do with jungkook's ex. Whatever it is, it's everyone's problem now.

As one of Changbin's 'friend' is opening the door to the classroom. I remember that the dumb kid that is best friends with Felix, is in this class. I'm not surprised that he is, but as soon as I walk in...our eyes meet once again. This time it lasted for awhile, like we were undressing each other slowly with our eyes. My heart started beating. Han was the first to look away, he looked flustered, it was cute.

"Ok people! I've finished writing down your names for the assigned seats, so if you hear your name and row, that will be your seat for the rest of the school year." RM said at us with a clipboard in his hands.

"Hyunjin with Jimin" RM spoke, with most of the students already seated, that left me, Changbin, Jungkook, Lucas,  Chaeyoung (a/n: yes from twice), and Han. " jungkook with... Lucas" I can feel everyone letting out a breath of relief, we thought that RM might want to start a war again by putting Changbin and jungkook as partners. "Changbin with Chaeyoung" RM spoke again, after I heard that all my bones in my body started to light up with anger.

The only two left were me and Han, meaning we're going to be seated right next to each other, side by side...Unbel-fucking-ievable.
"Minho with Han" RM says pointing to the last row at the back paired desks. I start walking over there without looking at all to Han.

I moved my desk a little farther away from Han's but they were still close because I don't want this idiot to think we're friends or something. "Ok now that, that's finished let's get started with the assignment" RM said clapping his hands together.

Want to fucking guess what the fucking assignment was?
I'll give you a hint, i might murder someone if they have to come over to my house for a stupid grade.
If you guessed, the assignment is a group assignment, then DING DING DING your fucking right.

"Remember this isn't just for a grade this is for you to see different perspectives of each other, and learn from them, you might end up helping them." RM said, concluding what we're supposed to do. When I look around the room I already see people socializing, I don't care, I'm never going to be friends with some idiot. "U-um your Ch-Chan's friend right?" I hear the soft voice next to me speak, but I already know who it is so I don't turn to look at him, "yeah, so what?" I say being intimidating, "eh n-no it's nothing I-i just wanted to make sure" Han said playing with his fingers. Cute. "Tsk, I expect for you to give me the essay tomorrow, and I'll give you mine, so you better have it tomorrow" I say annoyed, "o-ok definitely!" Han squeaks, god this is going to suck.

There's only 4 min of class left, "remember that you must learn and get to know your partner, your 3 paragraph essay should include only one or two personal details, and the rest could be likes, dislikes, and their personality, ok then have a great afternoon!" RM says before packing his belongings, but I just wanted to get away from Han so I bolted out the class. I needed something to help me forget the horrible seating arrangements, and our small conversation, I decided to go get ice cream.

(-Han POV-)⚠️

After class I had to get straight home or else my dad will get super mad. Seungmin offered to walk me home, but was held back by a teacher asking for his help with some papers. So I ended up having to walk home alone, the whole way I was think back at Mr. RM's classroom, of me and Minho. What's confusing me the most is why he's being a bitch to me? Why me?, I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize I was already standing in front of my front door.

As I put my hand on the handle I start having a small panic attack, he's going to hurt me,
he's going to hurt me.
he's going to hurt me.
he's going to hurt me.

I open the door to only find my dad sitting on the couch, drinking beer, and watching tv. I close the door slowly to not disturb him, I manage to close it without him noticing, I start walking to my room, but of course things never NEVER go my way... and of course the floor fucking creaked. When I looked back up to my dad he was already standing up, looking at me with the most disgusted face, "what the fuck do you think your doing?!? The first thing you fucking do when you get home is try and sneak away from me!!?" My dad starts yelling with his deep voice and cursing while coming closer to me, "you fucking bitch! how dare you try to not greet me!!!" My dad now yelling in my ear and pulling my hair, while my tears start to fall, "YOUR JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER, A FUCKING BITCH!, 'Your hurting me heongi!' 'you really scare me sometimes' HAHAH! FUCKING BITCH LEFT ME FOR A FUCKING SALESMAN!" My dad mocking my mother, and losing his temper again, this time I know what comes after the yelling and pushing.

A fist is thrown at me, hitting me in my face, on my left cheek, knocking me on the floor as I put my hand on my burning cheek with my tears still flowing, the hits don't stop coming either, I feel like I'm going to pass out from all the blows I'm taking "YOU FUCKING DESERVE THIS!!" My dad screams at me, while I get kick in my stomach again, again, and again, and again. At this point I let my dad have his way with me, I don't care what happens but if this helps him then I'm glad to be his punching bag.

"IF YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN ILL KILL YOU!" My dad yells, and he gives one last hard kick to my stomach, making me wince at the impact, my dad starts walking out the house, probably to get more wasted. As I struggle to get up after getting beat, I remember I'm supposed to be writing the essay, I decided to take a shower first then start working on the essay.

After showering and treating my wounds, I start writing anything I noticed about Minho, but there was an obvious flaw in the way we decided to do the essay since I know nothing about Minho, and he doesn't know anything about me either, so this is what I got....

'Dear lee Minho
The first time I met you was when we were freshmen, you looked so lost. I decided to help you while I waited for my friends, we talked for what seemed like ages, but only lasted 15 mins. When we found your classes, I had to leave because my friends were calling me, but I've never forgotten about that day or you.

You probably think I'm weird...'

This is all I got, but Minho said that he expects to have the essay tomorrow, ugh how annoying! Maybe he'll let it slide? I mean Mr. RM said we have till Next Monday, to give us enough time to learn about your partner, but I guess Minho has no intention of getting close to me... that's better, the less people that get involved with me the less they will have to deal with my problems. I'm sure Minho will understand, I need sleep right now. My body feels like its shutting down, I can feel the bruises that are forming, and my sore face, also my upper body. I slowly start to fall asleep and pass out from the exhausted.

[a/n: It's ok if y'all wanna hate me!! I know, i know, I did Han so dirty this chapter, but don't worry, things will work out next chapter!!!
Anyways- how was your day today??? Are you doing good in school, your job, kids??]

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