The bad boy saved me ||Lee Heeseung✔️

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The room started to fill up quite fast and before I knew it ,the room was full. English was a popular course in this school which is why the current class I was in, was the largest.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Don't panic. You've been through this before.

I made sure my head was down as the people walked past, taking their seats. No one sat next to me. They didn't want to be caught sitting next to a loser. Half an hour passed by and my anxiety was finally starting to calm down. But what can I say? Life's too much of a bitch to let me be.

"Sora?" I looked up through my lashes at the teacher. All eyes were on me and my anxiety was kicking back in. I didn't hear the question. My breathing began to get heavier with every second that passed.

"We don't have all day Sora" the teacher snapped while everyone else sniggered.

"I...I don't know" I stuttered out barely audible.

"You're going to have to speak louder than that" she rolled her eyes. Mrs Choi had been working in this school for the past 25 years and it had taken its toll and changed her into the cold machine that she is.

"I don't know" I repeated slightly louder. She shook her head.

"Well, then you'll stay in detention after school and you can think of an answer then" she concluded moving back towards her computer leaving my body shaking. There's no way I can stay for detention. He'll kill me. I need to go home to cook.

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I skipped lunch again. I didn't get to eat at home; if I did, it was in small percentages, which is why I find it hard to have proper meals. I pulled at the sleeves of my shirt trying to make my way to the library as incognito as I could. Just as I was about to round the final corner my eyes fell on something. Or more like someone.

There he stood. Smiling a million dollar smile at the people surrounding him. The golden boy of the school. Everyone loved him because he was caring, generous and overall a good person. But that's what they thought. They didn't see the evil glint in his eyes. The venom behind his kind words. They didn't see the abuser in him. My step-brother. Park Jeongwoo. My abuser. It's so frustrating knowing how terrible, how fake a person actually is, yet everyone loves them because they can put on a good show.

His eyes fell on me and his smile fell. Just slightly and then he grinned again. Everyone in his group turned in my direction to see what he was staring at. Scanning the group, my eyes fell on Yerin.

No. No. No. This cannot happen again.

Yerin smirked turning on her heels walking towards me. I still hadn't healed from last night, if she did something I don't think I'll be able to bear it this time. I started taking slow steps back as she began to speed up, so I did the only thing I could think of. I ran.

I didn't get far though. As soon as I spun around, my body crashed into another body causing my ribs to send out a silent scream. I gasped in pain, instinctively reaching out to clutch my abdominal.

"I am so sorry." I apologised frantically. This was not good. I took two steps back picking up my bag, which I dropped due to the collision. I finally looked up to see who I had collided with and instantly wished I hadn't. Out of everyone it had to be him. Lee Heeseung.

Whose Lee Heeseung, you ask? Well, Heeseung is someone who's been arrested not once but on multiple occasions for many different things. He's the guy who doesn't give a shit about anything or anyone. Did I mention he's a rumoured gang leader?

Heeseung looked at me and then at my hand that was gripping my stomach.

"Watch where you're going" he gritted out before shifting his gaze to someone behind me. The entire hallway fell into a hush. I followed the direction of his eyes and saw he was staring at Yerin, who was now backing away to her group again. Heeseung walked past me, shoving his shoulder against mine as he did. I sucked in sharply holding in my shriek of pain. He froze in his steps turning around to look at me, his eyebrows scrunched together slightly before he glared at me continuing to walk away.