ｈｉｍ． － ｗｏｏｓａｎ

coincidence.

San felt even less motivated to go to school today if that's even possible. He slowly made his way to school and was glad for every distraction that he could find on his way. 

For example the hot cashier of the small supermarket he uses to buy his snacks for school. Of cause, he wasn't as good-looking as Wooyoung but San liked talking to him, especially before school. Don't get him wrong, he didn't only speak to Yeosang because he could save some minutes of getting bullied and being stared at in school. 

The slightly older really inspired San. 

"Morning Yeo!" San yelled as he entered the shop. Yeosang was busy unboxing something but when he noticed San entering the store, he stopped and looked at him. Yeosang hoped the attractive male wouldn't notice him blushing. 

Yeosang loved it when San called him Yeo, it made him feel things. Actually, everything about San made him feel special. He just wouldn't admit it. 

"Hey San..." He answered while approaching the other. "I totally don't want to go to school today..." He said and sighed. San tried to hide his feelings as good as possible but sometimes it was just a little too much for him. He was the number one bullying victim in school and almost everybody hated him. 

Yunho always said they only bullied him because they were jealous of him. But that didn't make the pain of being beaten every day go away. 

Yeosang was one of the only persons out of school that knew about it and it hurt him so much to see his crush like this. He had no idea how he could help the other so he just pulled him into a hug and San totally enjoyed it, desperate for some love and affection. 

"Don't worry about it too much, you can always switch schools if it gets too bad, Sannie" 

San just nodded into Yeosangs shoulder. They both knew that he couldn't but saying it made it a little bit easier for San.

-

After talking for a few minutes, San decided that he actually had to go to school so he said goodbye to Yeosang and started to approach hell aka his high school. 

When he entered the ugly building, the first thing he noticed was the new banner hanging at the entrance. 

'we don't support racism and homophobia, we respect everybody' it said

San just chuckled ironically. Since coming out to his school, life was hell and the only move his school made, was putting up this ridiculous banner. 

He then hurried to his class and knocked. He then waited for the familiar 'come in' he heard every morning. He opened the door and had all eyes on him. But he was familiar with that too. What he wasn't familiar with, was seeing a certain brown-haired male sitting in the front row.

"Mister Choi, 20 minutes too late. At least that's less than yesterday. Take a seat." 

San quietly nodded without actually hearing what the teacher just told him, not taking his eyes off Wooyoung. The latter also stared at him with a smirk that made San's knees weak.

"San? Choi San" He suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his teacher call his name while waving his hand in front of his eyes. 

"Where you that distracted by our new student?" The Teacher said while stupidly smiling at him, wondering why almost the whole class started laughing loudly. San blushed madly and while walking to his seat, He got those weird stares again. 

When the lesson went on, somebody threw a small piece of paper in his direction. He picked it up and immediately after, he regretted reading it

Does the school's fag already have a crush on the new student? Sorry but he's straight and has a girlfriend don't get your hopes up

San looked up and saw Hongjoong pejoratively laughing at him. Of cause it was him. He was the most popular guy at school and everybody did what he told them. He was homophobic as hell 

San just ripped the small letter apart and decided to get some more sleep on the table. Even though he never listened to the teacher, he always got good grades so it didn't really matter. 

When lunch started, he simply got up, grabbed his bag, and rushed out the door. 

But he didn't come far when someone pulled him back and slammed him against a locker. He scrunched his face in pain. He didn't even have to look who pulled him to know that it was hongjoong and his friends 

"How are we doing today, little fag?" Hongjoong asked and smirked, well knowing that San used to have a crush on him and that this smirk still made him weak. 

San gulped. He didn't want to show those guys that he was scared of them but that was hard in his situation of laying on the floor. 

"I saw how you looked at the new guy," Hongjoong said and grabbed the collar of the youngers shirt. "But I'm telling you this, keep your hands off him. I don't want you to turn him into whatever you are"

He then released the younger from his grip and forcefully threw him back to the floor. 

sans head hit the floor with a loud thud and it hurt terribly. But none of the students in the hall even thought about helping him. 

so he somehow got up and went to the bathroom.

It just took him one glance in the mirror, to see that there was blood running down the side of his face. He took some tissues and tried to remove the blood and stop the bleeding. 

He let out some curse words when the paper touched his open wounds. 

"Why are you letting these people ruin your life?" 

a voice suddenly startled him.

San quickly turned around and saw wooyoung leaning against one of the bathroom stalls. 

"I- um wha- uh" San suddenly forgot how to speak.

Wooyoung approached him and just chuckled, took the tissue out of San's hand, and carefully cleaned the wound.

"But you should really fight back, they shouldn't treat you like this." Wooyoung said and his expression got more serious.