Teach Me (BaekYeol Fanfic)

Chapter 7

"Earth to Chanyeol," Jongin said waking Chanyeol up from his own thoughts. He was too drowned in his own world that he haven't noticed the worried glances the group was giving him. Right now, all of them are in the room gathered around like they usually do before the bell rings.

"I'm sorry, guys. What was it again?" He asked while burying his face on his hands. He was frustrated how he had been thinking lately, that he haven't even noticed the days had already passed after the detention. He haven't even looked for another girl or perhaps a guy to play and dump after, for Christ's sake!

"We're really worried about you, Chanyeol. You've been like that lately since the detention," Junmyeon worriedly uttered. Being their leader, he was worried with the latter's demeanor these past few days. All of them was bothered by it. Chanyeol became quiet after the detention, they weren't able to ask him since he always shoves it off when they ask.

"It's nothing really, Junmyeon. I have just been tired lately," Chanyeol answered which the group didn't buy.

Jongin was worried about his friend. Being the closest, he knew that the guy had been thinking lately. He still remembered that Chanyeol had planned in making the teacher fall in love with him but he was guessing that Chanyeol changed his mind because he wasn't doing anything to make himself get noticed. He thought that Chanyeol would have been close to making the teacher fall in love when he got the detention but it wasn't what happened. Because after what happened, it was like Chanyeol had been buried six feet deep with his thoughts. He was curious at what really happened but it looks like Chanyeol is still not in the mood for telling stories.

Jongin sighed heavily gaining attention from his friend, "You could always tell us what happened, Chanyeol. We're your friends after all. We weren't called like that if we aren't."

Chanyeol smiled genuinely. "It's nice that you're worried for me but I assure you, guys, that I can manage this. It's just a small problem. Nothing that I couldn't fix," Chanyeol half-lied. Sure, he could fix this but he needs help from his friends. He didn't really know why, until now, was he still affected. Which he shouldn't be. He really shouldn't be.  He somehow, thinks that the teacher was right. That he was immature for not moving on. Moving on? What's with that word? Why do I need to move on?

Kris just patted his back lightly and gave him a reassuring smile. He was very lucky to have such nice friends that accepts him and listens to him whenever he's got some problem. Even if his friends are crazy and stupid, he considers himself lucky to have one. But, right now, he just can't understand himself. Maybe someday, he could tell his friends about his thoughts. Which is not even that big to even handle. He wanted to, somehow, solve his thoughts on his own.

He knew he could do this but seeing the teacher in the class every time is making it hard for him. He could feel his heart being buried down to the pits of his stomach. And that feeling made him angry even more to the teacher. He kept blaming the teacher. Every word the teacher had told him kept on repeating on his mind like a damaged CD. And he felt as if he's hurt.

Hurt? Why would I be hurt?

He keeps telling himself he's not. He's more like angry than not hurt. Especially, not hurt. He was never hurt. And will never ever  be.

The bell rung suddenly and his friends immediately arranged their chairs back to its places as he did to his chair too. The teacher went in after a few seconds and greeted the students with the same grin he always wears when getting in. They all greeted back at him except for Chanyeol. He had been doing this since the detention, not greeting him and not looking at him. He felt like a rebellion but he wasn't noticed anyway. So why do bother care?