chapter two: lunch?

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one week later

i walk into school, happy i would be able to see hyunjin. i've only known him a week but he seems really nice. 

as i skip down the halls, i notice a commotion and stop to peer around the crowd that had formed. i watch as a tall blonde kid beats the hell out of changkyun, our resident cliché jock/bully. i start pushing through the people to get a better view before i realize something. i know that blonde kid!

"hyunjin?" i stare at him in shock. he looks up at me, throws one final punch that lands on changkyun's jaw, and starts walking over to me.

"hi jeongin." he says, smiling like he didn't just beat someone into a pulp. "lovely weather today, isn't?"

"what happened?" i never imagined he was like this. i glance over at changkyun as he groans and cries out. he looks like shit. 

unfortunately, before hyunjin can answer, principal kim comes racing towards us. "HWANG HYUNJIN. IM CHANGKYUN. MY OFFICE, NOW." hyunjin gives me one last look, another smile, and asks, "lunch?" 

confused on what just happened, i nod. he walks away, towards the office. the crowd starts to disperse. i spot ryujin and yangyang and run over.

"innie! hi!" ryujin exclaims. "did you see that? new kid beat the shit out of im!" yangyang nods excitedly next to her.

"yeah, i saw. pretty interesting start for the day.." i look over at the ground, noticing drops of blood where they fought. what caused the fight? why did hyunjin look so angry? was it about a girl? was he a fucking hetero?

the bell rings, shaking me out my thoughts. i walk into english, glancing at the door every 5 minutes to see if hyunjin walks in. finally, he does, and takes his seat behind me. thank god mr jung likes me; i'm able to talk in his class without getting in trouble. i turn around and whisper frantically, "are you okay?"

he grins at me, before whispering, "i'll explain over lunch." i pout a little and sigh. i turn around, facing the front, before i hear a very faint "i'm sorry" coming from him.

i fight the urge to ask why and instead take my notes. i just hope he's not in too much trouble.


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