Counting The Stars||Taejin✔️

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The bell for recess rang. Jin slowly slipped his hand through his bag strap. He stopped when the strap reached his elbows.

He then slowly slipped his other hand under the two books on his table.

The teacher thanked the students and walked towards the door. As soon as the teacher was out of the door, he got up. His bag slung on his elbow and the two books held tightly on his other arm.

It barely took him five steps and he slipped out of the classroom. He did not look back a hurried to the stairs.

He felt a hand on his bag. He widened his eyes.

"Running away?" A voice asked sweetly.

He nervously turned around. Dae Hee was smirking.

Dae Hee held his collar and slightly lifted him up. "You can't run away"

"Let go Dae Hee" Jin said through gritted teeth.

"I won't. Any problem?"

"Yes, you are the fucking problem" Jin said trying to get rid of the hand.

The next thing he knew he was slammed against the wall his books and bag falling onto the floor. He winced as his back hit the wall. He bent down as soon as he was pushed, thereby saving his head from getting hit.

He hated how he was so used to such situations.

A punch fell on the same place he had applied concealer that morning. He groaned and held his jaw hoping it had not dislocated.

"I would prefer not to touch you at all. Your kind of people are disgusting" Dae Hee said getting hold of Jin's collar again. Jin clenched his teeth but it did nothing but add more pain to his jaw.

"But then no one would be able to teach you a lesson, right? So I must do it" Dae Hee said his voice dripping with fake sympathy for himself.

Jin glared back at Dae Hee "Get lost"

Dae Hee laughed "Aww, how cute. Only real men can say that to me"

Jin pushed at him, trying to get rid of him. But Dae Hee was faster. He held Jin's hand and pulled him aside.

Jin yelped as Dae Hee's underside of the ring he was wearing pressed into his forearm.

Jin manged to balance himself and did not fall on ground. He could see a couple of students gathered around. But he could not pay any attention as Dae Hee started advancing on him.

He turned around, but Dae Hee's friend was already standing there grinning teasingly at him.

Jin knew he was trapped.

He hated it when he felt helpless.

His mind was on an overdrive as he thought of plans to escape when he felt something warm on his hand. He looked down and saw that his forearm was bleeding.

He cursed and pressed on to the wound to stop the bleeding ignoring the sting.

"Aishh, Jin is bleeding?"

Dae Hee came forward and threw a punch at his face.

Jin instinctively moved his face and the punch fell on his shoulder. The force making him stumble back.

Jin grunted taking a step back. Another punch landed on his shoulder.

He hated the fact that he could not fight back.