Jisung
"Oh, Minho you're back!" I heard someone shout from across the classroom. "Yeah, just in time to start senior year." The dark-haired boy smiled. I shot my head up and looked over to see the high school's popular group talking with I assume to be that Minho guy.
He was tall and skinny but also had a lot of muscle to him and he had dark hair almost black with tints of dark blue and brown eyes. He was chatting with the group as if he was never gone, but I've never seen him before. I couldn't help but to stare at him, he was gorgeous and sexy as hell.
And he saw me fuck.
I quickly averted my gaze so I wouldn't have to endure being made fun of or being called names by the popular group. Most people stayed away from me and talked behind my back or just glared at me but not these boys. They made it their mission to make my life a living hell here until I leave this god forsaken place.
It was too late though as they leader of the group was making his way towards me and slammed his hand down on my desk causing me to jump. "Aw does little Hannie have a cwush?" The leader teased. He took his finger and tilted my chin up, so I had to look at him.
"Come on Chan. Let's just forget about him today and hang out with Minho." One of the boys said. "But how dare he make eyes at my best friend, Changbin come on it's like he was undressing him with his eyes." Chan said. " We have tomorrow to make his life hell and every day after that. We haven't seen Minho in two years." Changbin said impatiently. "Ugh fine." Chan put all his force into that one finger holding my chin and pushed me away causing me to lose balance and falling of my chair.
Their laughter was all I heard on their way out of the room followed by snickering and laughs from the other students.
Minho didn't give one look over my way while his friends tormented me, what was I expecting anyways? He's friends with them so of course he's going to be like them.
The bell rang signaling the end of the day and I couldn't get out of this place fast enough as I stuffed my books in my locker and grabbed my bag. Just as I turned around, I was shoved up against the locker almost knocking the breath out of me. I went the whole day without being bullied besides this morning and now this shit.
"So closet boy, tell me did you like what you saw this morning? My best friend is hot right, I mean who wouldn't want to stare at him." Chan said. Chan's face was just inches from mine, and I could feel his gross hot breath on my face, and I just wanted to run.
"Might want to be careful, getting too close to me might make you sick." I spat. "You dare have the nerve to talk back to me you little shit!" Chan yelled landing a punch to my face making me sink to the ground. "Fuck you!" And I instantly regretted that. Chan kicked me in the stomach hard enough that I coughed up blood. And not a single soul wanted to help me.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Changbin and Minho walking down the hallway and they were laughing and smiling. As soon as they got close enough Minho stopped dead in his tracks as he looked down at me and Changbin ran over to control Chan. He managed to pull Chan away from me and they started walking away and the crowd of students started to disperse.
"Minho! Let's go." Changbin yelled. "Coming!" Minho yelled back as he started walking past me. He stopped midway and turned around walking over to me and held out his hand. I know I should have accepted his help, but my dumbass thought better of it. I pushed myself up from the ground and leaned against the locker " Thanks but I don't want my sickness to rub off on you. I'm this school's disease and seeing as you just got back from wherever you probably should refrain from making contact with me." I grabbed my bag and walked off.
I don't know what I saw when I looked into his eyes, but it wasn't that of disgust and I pry just made a mistake.
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Am I Crazy?
FanfictionHan Jisung suffers from a traumatic childhood and has been in and out of therapy and mental institutions. Can he free himself from his pain and suffering? The one person he thought could help him ends up calling him the one thing that breaks him all...