His Burning Heart

The Fight - part 1

"Can you watch where you're going?" Your eyes looked down at your books and papers laid out all over the school floor. Then up at the voice. There stood Lee Minho. He was known for being really cold and rude. A lot of people feared him and his group of friends. Your intention was to stay far away from him, but your clumsiness said otherwise. Which put you here, in this situation. "Yah? Do you not hear me?" Minho pushed past some student to get to you, gripping your arm. Catching the attention of pasting students. "I'm sorry. I didn't see you." You spoke with a annoyed tone as you pulled out of his grip. He scoffed before walking away from you. You felt embarrassed as you looked up at all the other students staring. They immediately looked away, making their way to whatever class they were headed. You sighed softly as you began picking up your papers. "Ah. Shit." You groaned as some of your papers had smears of dirt from the floor. You massaged your head in annoyance. 'Aishh. I'm going to be late' you thought. "These yours?" A soft voice spoke, scaring you a bit. You looked up to see a boy. He was pretty tall. His skin was pretty clear. He looked so.. innocent? A slight smile formed across his face. "Yeah, yeah. Those are mine." You took the papers from his hand and into yours. You thanked him as you stood up, holding your papers to your side. "I'm Jisung by the way." He shot you a smile. "Y/n." You gave him a smile in return. He looked around the two of you, a bit puzzled. "Do you happen to have math right now? I was moved to the class and.. I'm kinda lost." He scratched the back of his neck nervously. You noticed his nervousness and patted his shoulder in assurance. "I'm going there as well. Come with me. We're kinda late though.. sorry." You laughed awkwardly. He shook his head. "That's fine. Let's go." And off you two were. As you made your way to class, you both talked. About a lot surprisingly. You felt like you knew Jisung for years, the way he was comfortable talking to you. You were so caught up in talk that you didn't notice you had made it to class until Ji gently nudged your arm. "Your late. Why." Your teacher spoke as soon as you entered the room. His head tilted to the side confused as he made eye contact with Ji. "I was walking him to class. He was recently was moved here." Your teacher just nodded. "So was Minho, you both take the seats beside him." He pointed over to Minho. Who was currently throwing crumbled up balls of paper at some student. "Ah. Okay." You wanted to protest but, there was no point. The only seats left were the two ones beside Minho. You both made your way back there. Ji let out a small 'he's scary' as you did. You took the seat beside Minho and Ji took the one beside you. Your teacher cleared his throat before resuming his lesson. You and Ji had small talks here and there. Not wanting to get caught by the teacher. Ji had cracked a joke about the teacher which left you in tears. You covered your mouth trying to make yourself calm down, and not let out a laugh. But it was hard when Ji began cracking more. "Can you guys shut up? I'm trying to learn." Minho whispered to you. Giving you a angry stare, you scoffed as you gave one back to him. "Your not even paying attention." You looked away rolling your eyes, ignoring Minho and turning back to Ji. Who was currently holding his jaw, which hurt from laughing. ".. did you roll your eyes at me?" He grabbed your arm just as he did in the hallway. You looked over to him, and then down at the grip he had on you. "Get your hand off of me." You tried moving out of his grip on your own, but he was stronger. "I think you should ask nicer. Eh?" He teased. His grip on you grew tighter and you slightly whined in pain. Jisung's eyes shot over to you and Minho, his expression unreadable. "Your hurting me let go." You warned. Trying to whisper as much as you can. He didn't budge, he just stared with a smirk on his face. "Yah? Let her go. What's your deal?" Ji pulled you closer to him. Minho scoffed before letting you go harshly. "Who are you?" Minho raised his eyebrow. You looked over at Ji. His expression grew angry. "It's not your business who I am." Ji's voice came above a whisper. You placed your hand on his, reminding him to keep it down. "Punk." Minho mumbled. Turning back around in his seat. "The only punk is you. What kinda guy puts their hands on a girl." "Ji." You warned. You know how Minho is. You've watched him from afar a few times. He reallyyy knows how to fight. And the last thing you wanted was to get your new friend Ji, beat up. "That's enough." Minho growled, getting up and walking up to Jisung. You stood up, you weren't gonna let anything happen to Ji. "Move y/n. I don't want to getting hurt." You scoffed at Minho's words. "I said move!" Minho spoke up. Pushing you hard enough for you to fall. Ji landed a punch to Minho's jaw once you were on the ground. Students began to yell and laugh, even record. You just sat and looked at the both go at it. You didn't know what to feel, say, or do. Your mouth hung slightly open at the sight in front of you..
What a day.