Hyunjin led me to the nurse's office and explained to the nurse what had happened, and she did a simple examine on me and went to go do something quick. "Why did you help me?" I asked. "A simple thank you would suffice." Hyunjin replied. "I mean t-thank you but why? You know who I am don't you?" "Of course, I do, but that doesn't give me the right to just let you suffer and endure that. I know Chan and Changbin are the school's asshole and me and Minho are friends with them, but we aren't total dicks."
It was an interesting thing seeing both of them come to my defense despite everything and no it does not mean I'm going to fucking forgive them for all the shit they put me through. I guess Hyunjin and Minho are the lesser of the two assholes. "Believe me that guy has always gotten away with too much shit and only was just caught red handed. Any other time it was just stories being told so you were lucky we got there when we did." Hyunjin explained.
The nurse made her way back and had told me to take the rest of the day and go home. I knew my father was off on some business trip for a few days starting today so I was actually relieved to go home.
Hyunjin had walked me to my locker and helped me grab my stuff and walked me outside. "I guess this is where I leave you." Hyunjin grinned. "T-thanks again." I mumbled and walked away.
When I got home, I put my stuff up in my room and made my way down to the kitchen to make myself some food. Yes, I had to make my own food, when my mother died, I had to learn all the house chores and cooking. My father fired all our maids and housekeeper and told me all the responsibility was mine now. Me a 12-year-old had to do all the duties of an adult.
Not to mention our house was fucking huge cleaning it was a bitch.
I ate my food and went back up to my room and did my homework, not soon after sleep was kicking in and it was only 3 in the afternoon.
I dreamt of the events that'd happened at school outside in my hiding place, Minho sitting beside me and our Knees brushing against each other. Me falling into him was enough to have my heart beat out of my chest and call me crazy but I think I could feel Minho's heart doing the same.
But curse my teenage hormones and all my shitty luck.
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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...
