mr. e of love. ✓

chapter 5

2 days later~

"okay everyone shut up" minho walks into the classroom as the students immediately sat down in their seats.

"hm good" he says. "where's jisung?"

he looked around at the class and saw they didn't know where he was.

"nobody knows?" they all shake their heads.

"sorry for being late mr. lee!" jisung walks into the classroom and sits down at his desk while all eyes were on him.

he looked, hot.

he had on contacts with his hair slicked back and it looked he had on some makeup too. he wore a white tee shirt with a jean jacket and black jeans with black converse.

even minho was looking at him, but pornography not the same way everyone else was.

he starts class without looking at jisung the whole time.

every time he raised his hand to answer a question, minho picked someone else.

eventually he gave up the rest of the class, he didn't understand why he was being like this towards him.

when class was over, he went over to his desk to try and talk to him but he ignored him.

"why are you mad at me?" jisung asks.

there was no response from him.

"I'll see you later then..." he walks out of the classroom.

...

the school day was different than what jisung had been through, students wanted to be his friend, everyone looked at him and talked to him.

it was strange for him but he was tired of the bullying.

yesterday after school~

jisung came home to see his mom who was watching tv on the sofa.

"hi honey"

jisung sat down on the sofa and hugged her while crying.

"bullies again?" she hugs him back and comforts him as he lets out cries.

"I'm tired of it..." he says through his tears.

"I know you are"

"I can't get a break from anyone... they all hate me..."

"oh honey.."

"I can't do it anymore... it's awful... with dad too..."

"your dad is away now so at least you can be at peace at home for right now, but if you're really that unhappy then you should do something about it"

"I... I know..." he sits up and looks at her. "I want to change"

"what do you mean?"

"my appearance" jisung says. "I'm ugly, no wonder people hate me"

"you're not ugly" she strokes his hair. "you're very handsome"

"you're my mom you're supposed to say that"

"well honey... do you really want to?"

"I do"

"what about your teacher?"

"minho?" she nods. "what about him?"

"you said he's your friend, to me I think you should only care about what the ones who you care about think of you"

"but mom... it's just... difficult... I don't even know if he actually wants to be my friend he might just be pitying me" jisung looks down.

"well I guess if this is what you want then you should do it"

"I am!" he gets up and goes up to his room while his mom sighs at her son.

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