The forgotten class (svt)

New boy

As the teachers walked him towards the class that he was to spend the rest of the year in, he could hear the yelling from the end of the corridor. While approaching the class room, he knew the boys in it would be the worst student of the school. The hallway was littered with rubbish meaning that the students of this class never did the after school cleaning, it looked like the caretaker had even giving up cleaning this area, it looked like this part of the school had almost been abandoned. There was graffiti all over the wall, as well as plenty of holes from where student had kicked and punched them in fits of anger, the boy could've sworn that he had seen some blood in places.

The teacher had stopped outside the classroom where it seemed that all the noise was coming from, the new boy was ready to be met with a classroom packed with 30+ student by the level of noise. The teacher slid the door open and stepped inside the bot following closely behind.
The boy was shocked by how little student were in the class.

One was drawing on the chalk board, another at the teachers desk acting like he was scolding two others who were kneeling in front laughing their heads off, one asleep, another on his phone playing games while one boy sat on his desk talking to him, two boys where by the second door and looked to be setting up and prank bickering about how it should be done, another boy was sat on a guitar strumming and soft and calming tune that was the complete opposite to the atmosphere of the classroom, and the last boy that could be seen, was the only one who had noticed the presents off the teacher and new boy, he stood in the centre of the chaos and waved innocently to the two.

The new boy could make out 11 other students in the room. The teacher walked over to the stand and desk, unsurprisingly the three who were joking around pretending to be some teachers and students didn't moved and just looked at the teacher judging the poor man, no of the boys really took any notice of their teacher and just carried on with what they was doing not even looking up.

"Jeonghan hyung, here's a new kid" spoke the only boy who seemed to have noticed the pair when they had enter the room.
The named boy had long brown hair tied up into a low ponytail, got down from the stool and walked up to the one who had called him placing an arm around the younger boy. This Jeonghan boy had only wore the school uniform pants with his own black T-shirt and had the blazer tied around his waist. Jeonghan looked up at the new boy and then to the teacher.
"Kids!, we have guest, to your seats" he called out loud enough to be heard over the chaos. Catching the new boy of guard, all of the other boys looked at the pair who had entered the room, before taking their seat. Well some took an actual seat while others sat on the desks, one sat on a beanbag that was placed in the middle of the room and another had sat on the teachers stand. Jeonghan also took a seat on a table, folding his arms and signals for the teacher to speak with the nod of his head.

"Right now I've got your attention, before I start can someone wake up Jun please" the teacher had spoke, another boy who was slightly shorter then the rest had turned around in his seat and proceeded to wake up the boy behind him with a not so genital slap. The victim had black long hair and sharp eyes, was startled awake by hitting his head on the table, looking confused as he saw everyone looking at him, few of the boys struggled to keep in their laughter.
"Good now everyone is awake let me introd-" the teacher was interrupted by the door opening. A boy with blond slightly curly hair walked in with bright red headphone over his ears, the boy walked in a unique way with a small bop in his walk.
Another boy got up and walked over to the new comer, before taking the other head phone by pulling them down to his neck and gripping onto the others ear.
"Yah, what did I tell you about being late?, you will get nowhere in life if your always late, are you stupid? Yes or no?" He nagged at the other while still gripping the poor boys ear.
"Seungkwan, let go of Vernon's ear and both of you take a seat" Seungkwan let go of Vernon's ear, rubbing it slightly to cool down the burning pain his grip would've left on the other, before the both went a took a seat.
"Wait who's this?" Vernon spoke in pure confusion.

"As I was saying boys this is Choi Seungcheol, your new class mate, take care of him as you boys know you can be slightly overbearing at times, now Seungcheol why don't you introduce yourself and the others will ask you question?" It was more of a statement then a question

"Hello, my name is Choi Seungcheol and I'm 19 years old" immediately the questions began
"Why did you transfer here and why are you in this class?" Spoke Jeonghan
"I didn't transfer I got kick out for fighting and this is the only school that would take me"
"Can we call you hyung as your the oldest?" The young boy who waved at him before spoke.
"Yer if you guys want to"
"Do you speak Chinese" Jun he guessed spoke, despite only just waking up a few minutes ago, the boy looked extremely energetic, Seungcheol notice by his accent and the way his eyes lit up when he asked the question that this boy was probably a transfer from China.
"No sorry, I only speak Korean" Seungcheol felt oddly bad when the boy shoulders dropped and how he slumped back into his chair, another boy with glasses reached forward around the boy on his desk to pat the Chinese boy shoulders in comfort, this was the first Time he had seen that boy interact with anyone himself.

"I guess I will leave you boys to your own dervishes then, I will come back later to make sure your all still alive" the teacher left the classroom leaving Seungcheol surprised, the other boy went back to doing their own thing, Jeonghan walked up the Seungcheol after seeing the confused look on the others face.
"Don't worry, teachers have basically given up on us, that's why we just get dumped in this class, they never really bother to teach us anymore, apart from our homeroom teacher, we just get left to our own all day" he explained to the others.
"What about your uniforms?" Seungcheol asked as apart from him there was only two others with the uniform on, the rest either where dressed in their own clothes or only wore part of the uniform.
"Oh, Yer the school stopped asking us to wear uniform as we never did really anyway, like I said they've given up on us, didn't you hear our classes nick name?"
"No, what is it?"
"We're the forgotten class"...

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