[TW: this chapter contains bullying and graphic descriptions of violence. please don't read if anything could possibly be unsettling or triggering.]
felix's woke up to his alarm with a loud groan. he lifted his head up and glared at his phone which was playing the loud, ear splitting sound at max volume.
he then heard a knock on his door, "felix, wake up!" his father called out on the other side of the door.
"i'm up!" felix yelled out, getting out of bed with his blanket wrapped around his body.
he quickly took a shower and got ready for school, not before checking his phone, surprised that there were no texts from jisung.
he shrugged it off, and picked his backpack up from the floor.
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he walked through the halls, feeling eyes following him. shrinking smaller and smaller as if he was an ant, desperate to not be stepped on.
he turned around for a quick second, to see no one besides students who were minding their business, some falling asleep leaning against their lockers or friends.
felix turned back around and put on his headphones, playing music and continuing on his way to his locker.
on his way, he saw a bouquet of flowers in the garbage can and stared at them with confusion as he walked past.
he just shrugged it off once agin, before he noticed daseo standing at his locker, quickly turning back around and bumping into someone.
he stepped back, "s—sorry—" he mumbled, holding back a groan when he noticed who it was.
daeju smirked, "well, well, well." he said, crossing his arms across his chest.
"you all don't mind if we're a few minutes late to class, right?" he asked his friends, all of them laughing and shaking their heads.
felix did the only thing he could think of. he ran.
he heard them close behind him, and he pushed himself to run faster. he had some hope that he could actually out-run them, since he was in the track team when he was little.
although he very highly doubted it, since that was over ten years ago.
he tripped on his own feet and onto the hard floor. he groaned, feeling his wrist stinging in pain.
he shook in fear when daeju and his minions who he called friends, walk over to him.
felix crawled away from them, his back meeting the wall. daeju squatted down beside him, and punched him without a second to waste.
felix groaned, his cheek stinging in pain.
for fucks sake, he thought to himself as one of daeju's friends kicked him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him.
felix's body ached in pain, and he was on the floor, clutching his body in pain.
he could already feel bruises forming, blood falling from his nose. he could taste the metallic taste of crimson in his mouth.
his entire body was in pain, but he managed to lift a leg up in a weak attempt to kick one of the bullies.
but the guy instead grabbed his leg with a snicker.
he dropped the blondes leg and kicked him in the stomach repeatedly. with each kick, felix let out a sound of pain.
finally, with one hard kick to his face from daeju, felix passed out. and they left him bleeding out on the floor.
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yikes lmao- i know it's short but it's gonna get better!
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