Inseparable

Chapter 3 M

Ming's pov: 

I sighed inwardly as I looked at the people standing in front of me. 

I kind of saw this coming. 

Since I didn't come with Pha to school and instead came alone, they think they have the chance. 

"Hey, faggot." One of them grinned. 

"Good morning to you too," I said flatly crossing my arms. 

I could tell they were irritated seeing my attitude. 

But I didn't give a shit. 

"Can we do this later? It's 8 am. Are you not tired?" I groaned glancing at my watch. 

"Why? Are you going to cry? Is the little faggot scared?" The guy from earlier laughed.

I rolled my eyes.

"Someone didn't grow out of their highschool bully phase."

I could tell that comment pissed them off.

"I don't give a shit what you call me. You can even spread as many rumors about me as you want. I don't give a fuck. Just don't bother me like this. It's not fun. It's just making you look pitiful as someone who's still stuck in their highschool mindset." I added and flipped them off before going around them and heading into the building.

"Excuse me." A group of girls approached me just as i went inside.

I stopped and looked at them.

They didn't seem to mean any harm.

"Yes?" I asked.

"We're really curious about your style. It's so cute. We were wondering if you could give us some tips on how to plan outfits and do hairstyles like that." One of them said.

I smiled at that. "Sure, i can. You guys already look cute though. Your outfits could use a few touch ups but overall they look good."

They blushed slightly at that.

"How about we meet up during lunch? Right now, i have class so i don't have a lot of time to talk." I added.

They immediately nodded at that.

"Sure! We'll be in the courtyard during lunch then!"

"Great. See you later." I waved as i walked away.

Finally some decent people...

I breathed a relieve sigh.

Not everyone is Judgy and shitty here thankfully.

When i got to my first class, Pha was already there in his usual seat.

I smiled and quickly went to him.

He noticed me just as i sat down beside him.

He raised an eyebrow as he looked me up and down.

"You really work hard on dressing up huh? How do you even gather the energy for it this early in the morning?"

"When you have a mother who likes going jogging at 5:30 in the morning and drags her son along and also judges his outfits on a daily basis as he walks out the door, you don't really have much of a choice." I sighed.

He chuckled at that. "Yesterday was black and today is brown huh? What colour is tomorrow going to be?"

I shrugged. "Depends on my mood."

He nodded.

.........

For our 2nd class, the lecturer didn't come so it was cancelled.