We're Terrified of What's Around the Corner || h.js + b.c

Chapter 1

The weather was definitely too hot for Jisung. His eyes were closing on their own and his head was swaying back and forth trying to keep him decently awake. The school had started two months ago, but he was already falling asleep during every lesson. The day had also just begun and they were sitting in the morning assembly. There was a rumour going around in the class that a transfer student would be joining them for the year. Jisung wasn't particularly interested in that, but his friends were always debating whether it was going to be a cute girl or some nerdy dude who transfered probably due to his grades. They were going to a quite recognizable school with a good reputation, so it was no surprise that people wanted to transfer here.

When he was in the midst of dozing off, one of his friends tapped him on the shoulder.

"So who do you think it will be?" Minho asked for the hundredth time. "I personally hope it will be a cute girl."

Minho was a sweet guy, but he could be really nosy at times and didn't know what personal space was. Every week his crush was a new girl, so at this point he could date the whole planet and he could be fine, still, no one ever liked him back.

"Personally, I couldn't care less." Jisung said, with a rather harsh tone. His precious quiet time was interrupted and he wasn't happy about it.

"Oh come on! We're all excited! I know you're too."

And in fact, he was, he was excited, like everyone else. He wasn't really interested in gender, but hoped for someone cool whom he could talk about music with, because none of his friends were interested.

The loud classroom went completely silent, when the teacher walked into the room. You could almost touch the intense atmosphere with your hand. The teacher placed his things on the desk and moved to the center of the class. He cleared his throat and started speaking.

"As you have known for a while now, today a new student will be joining us. He's not from around here, so don't mind if he makes a mistake while speaking."

Jisung heard a disappointed sigh from behind when the teacher unintentionaly confirmed that it was a boy.

When the door to the classroom opened a faint 'hello' could be heard, as the boy walked to the center and stood beside the teacher. Teacher gestured to him to introduce himself.

"Hi I'm Chris Bang from Australia, but you can call me Chan" He said and his curly hair bounced when he bowed.

Actually, Jisung had been expecting a typical foreigner when the teacher said about his troubles with the language. Instead he was surprised to see an asian person walk in, but then the new guy could be from China or Japan. He certainly wasn't expecting anyone from as far as Australia. He caught himself thinking how undeniably pretty the new guy was, with his fair skin, dark eyes and hair that was supposedly naturally curly. He had a nicely proportioned face that was pleasant to look at.

The boy took the empty place in the third row across to the left of Jisung, so he had a clear view of him. The teacher told the boy to tell him if he was having any trouble understanding something and after the boy nodded, he started the lesson.

For the whole day Jisung could hear his friends talking about the new guy behind him. Even during the dinner break it was the only topic of conversation. For the first hour it was amusing, hearing all of their conspiracy theories, about why his family moved so far away, but got annoying, the longer it went on. In fact, the whole class was talking about it and even some people went up to Chan to ask, but none got a response. It was established that he would be the loner of the class, he shut everyone's attempt of conversation down. it was clear he already made enemies within the class and rumours started spreading around him. Frankly, Jisung didn't feel much sympathy for the guy and his presence was somewhat annoying him. He hoped he could get away after the classes, but his friends reminded him about the literature club. They were the only ones there so they didn't even have specific activities, they mostly just layed around, some sleeping, the rest playing on their phones or talking. Today he knew what the topic would be, so he wanted to just go home. Unfortunately, it was the first week of June, so the teacher checked on them religiously to, at least, keep them there for the first week, then they could do what they wanted.