Hyung, life is hard.

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Huening Kai secretly watching Point of View.

Yeonjun hyung is early to his next class, he has his backpack swinging behind him, it's black like the shadows underneath his eyes. One can't not feel sympathy for him with what he went through the day before.

He stares at the boys that are at the front of the classroom, there are three of them, huddled together laughing loudly. Yeonjun places his backpack on one of the classroom tables at the back and tries his best to stay clear of the boys. He pulls out his phone swiping aimlessly, restlessly he stands up from the crouched position he took sitting at his desk, he moves towards the door, waiting for the other person also in his class, Taehyun. When suddenly before he can defend himself, one of the boys presses him against the left wall right next to the door and Yeonjun struggles, he kicks hard at one of the boy's shins and lets out growls. One of the boys pins Yeonjun's hands against the wall. If only Balleli was here today would she punch back at the guy, this was the only class that they shared with each other, but anyone who looked at Yeonjun didn't need to know that his little sister didn't have to fight back for him, he could do it himself.

One of the boys goes in for the blow hitting Yeonjun's eye, there's a sickening purple bruise blooming like a wildflower across his eye.

"Ahh." Yeonjun yells to himself, pressing his left hand to his right eye, he pokes it a little and it stings.

Suddenly a rush of anger roars within Yeonjun as he tackles the boy, big and bulky, they take each other down. Yeonjun is about to cause what happened to his little sister, to this boy, a serious head injury when suddenly Taehyun intervenes.

"Stop it Yeonjun hyung." Taehyun says calmly, his foot is just where the bulky bully's head is on the wooden floor of the classroom. Taehyun yanks Yeonjun hyung off the bulky bully but Yeonjun hyung pulls away from his friend's grip. His teeth gritted and anger about to explode, he grabs his black backpack aggressively and walks out the room not looking back gain. He turns around to watch me, a small shadow of shock on his face that I saw everything, but the look disappears, he heads over to the glass screen that is the school's main reception, a tiny block with a glass screen and a slot for school passes.

Yeonjun takes out his student ID and returns it to the lady behind the desk. Black eye and all, he rushes to the early bus that stops directly in front of school, heading home.

It looked like they had to postpone their ideas for Balleli.

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