|Don't wanna admit • stray kids • B.C ff |

0.4

*1 week later*

I had just entered the school premises when I heard a series of excited squeals. I was obviously a bit curious to know what it was but my depression took the best of me causing me to ignore it. Going to the locker, I was about to punch in the pin code, but the squeals started again, a lot closer this time.

Irritated, I turned around to the sight of a bunch of rabid girls hurdling up around someone, all of them whining to leave an impression. I don't know if they thought they were cute this way, but they sure did give me a headache.

I was about to walk away, but an unmistakable blonde head of a certain someone caught my eyes. Of course! How could I forget? The new boy. He was the supposed eye of the hurricane. After all, his attractive features were enough to make those girls swoon over him.

But something seemed extremely off. I realised that under the loud roars of the rabid girls, some whimpers were audible, and they were coming from the new boy. A clear view of the situation and I was sure that he looked slightly discomforted. To hell with that, he looked extremely discomforted. He mewled and flinched away from every skin contact initiated by the girls, as if their touches burned him.

   Again like that evening, our eyes met. But this time, they were not as emotionless and beautiful as thelast time. Instead they were brimming with tears. He was hurt and afraid. Suddenly, I felt a pang in my heart. Angry, I was angry. No, I was hopping mad. But before I could even ask myself why I felt furious for a stranger, my body had already acted on it's own, making way towards the crowd.

   "Why don't you b*tches leave him alone?" I shouted.

   "Go, show your stupidity somewhere else. Can't you see he's uncomfortable or are you guys blind. You must be because clearly you all have never seen yourselves in the mirror. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been so confident over your disgusting looks. Tsk, gorilla faces."

   While I was busy insulting those baboons, I quickly glanced towards the new boy. He still looked a bit scared, but behind that I saw gratitude. I motioned him through my eyes to run. He stood there, hesitating for a while. But then finally started walking away. By the time i was done, he was long gone.

    Now, getting ready for the insults and abuse, I realised I felt somewhat.... relieved? Happy even. It was so confusing. But maybe this was a blessing in disguise because I was so busy thinking that I didn't feel the hits that were being thrown my way.

  In a few minutes, they were finished. Yet I stayed there, my mind full of that blonde boy.

   Why did he catch my attention so much? Why did I always feel like protecting him? I guess I'll have to find out.

   Mission- NEW BOY initiating!

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A short chapter. But it's short because I have already created the story line and have thoughts for the next chapter, and if I extended this one, there wouldn't have been any flow in the next chapter and that wouldn't have looked nice, so I kept this one small.

Umm I know I'm not as consistent as other authors, but honestly I'm like this because I feel demotivated. No one reads my fics except for an exceptionally few people, so ig it makes me not want to write cuz no one acknowledges it. But I'll try to be a bit more consistent, because It's my responsibility as an author, no excuses.

Maybe I'll try completing and uploading the next chap the next week. Until then, good bye💜💜