GUMIHO | HyunSung [MAJOR EDITING]

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Hyunjin had to admit. These students were much extremely nicer than his last school, apart from that kid who had said he and this other kid in his class got plastic surgery. It was a Seoul thing to be nice, usually. Hyunjin never went to school in Seoul, it was quite nice. He knew not to get attached and not get human approval. He was a Gumiho, this was his life. He can't change the constitution of Gumiho's. Hyunjin knows what occurs to Gumiho's when they do the wrong thing.

But this was currently harder for him. Han Jisung. The boy who he had saved. Hyunjin hated the thought of a young, innocent boy dying. But now. Hyunjin hated himself for thinking this. He shouldn't have saved his useless life. He was cute. That's why Hyunjin was attached. God, it was so hard for him. So hard. Hyunjin was going to have an emotional breakdown in a minute.

The indoor gymnasium was filled with subgroups of different students, girls with girls, boys with boys. Hyunjin alone. In his normal position. Where he should be, exactly.

But he kept making eye contact with Jisung. Hyunjin glared, not wanting this attention. The other boy kept averting his gaze and then looking right back at Hyunjin. The boy's eyes were wide and neutral, holding his fingers and shaking up and down with just his hips merely.

The P.E teacher had entered the room. He was like your average teacher. Had some stubble, some wrinkles and was slightly muscular and big.

Today's double lesson would be soccer and a bit of badminton.

Most of the boys roared, and most of the girls groaned.

Hyunjin didn't bother to remember the subjects or his teacher's name, instead analysis Jisung and his friends.

Hyunjin listed them into topics in his dark mind. The boy with the orange hair is the leader and protective. Flynn? The Australian boy? With freckles and loves the sun and can't speak Korean well. Those two boy's smirking at each other and touching their asses are probably gay and dating. Cute. This school must be open to all.

Probably not Gumihos. They are just a fantasy.

And Han Jisung, a naïve, cute, funny boy. He was probably traumatized by Hyunjin. Unfortunate thing doesn't have to live with this.

He watched them closely, watching as the orange hair boy smacked the couple's asses and mouth to them. 'we're at school, love ducks.' But it was obviously a joke.

The girls went to their side of the court and so did the boys.

Hyunjin didn't play, instead he just stared at the rough boys, sweating, while he was in the corner, with his hands crossed, no emotion.

"C'mon help us! You are in our team!" Jisung, the idiotic but cute boy whined, tugging at Hyunjin's blazer. Hyunjin yanked him off. A sign of no. But the shorter boy kept trying. "Pleaseee. Pretty please!"

Hyunjin changed his mind. Not cute. Annoying.

"Alright." Hyunjin signed, the other boy in defeat. He started to play, everybody on their quick feet but him. Hyunjin tried to defend the goaler who was the Orange haired boy, Minho, he also didn't seem to like soccer or didn't care either. Hyunjin continued to wait and defend from another player but failed. Hyunjin didn't care while everybody was looking at him in frustration.

 Hyunjin didn't care. He needed to keep a low profile.

Until... His boss's seventh rule came on.

No Gumiho shall be defeated in a human's sport game.

Hyunjin realized he should not let some pitiful humans roar over some goal. So, he cracked his neck and got ready for the final boss inside of him.

As the ball came striking to him with another pair of sneakers, Hyunjin elbowed the boy on the shoulder who fell backwards. People sending puzzled looks right at Hyunjin, Hyunjin dribbled and smirked before shoving the other team's defenders on the ground before getting a goal. Hyunjin cheered for himself. Smiling at himself.

Everybody was silent. Shocked.

"Ya. Transfer student." The P.E teacher came forwards.

"Causing trouble at school today already? I will have to call your parents.  

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Hyunjin currently sitting on the chair, directly in front of the principal's office. Welp, this is the next school he is going to be expelled from. Hyunjin didn't care but at the same time he did. He hated the feeling of his boss's anger and disappointment.

Students ogle at him and question why he was there.

Jisung and his group of friends walked pass, Jisung stopped, but Hyunjin moved his head to the side, signaling him to piss off.

Jisung frowned and went. Minho stared at him before he could not see Hyunjin no more.

Hyunjin walked and walked, fidgeting in his chair until he heard loud stomps.

It could never be other than his boss.

He was wearing a formal suit, ignoring the student's admiration but had his cold eyes on Hyunjin. With one emotion. Disappointment.

Hyunjin felt uncomfortable in the other's gaze and shook himself out of it. He watched him put a fake, charming smile on before entering the room, along with his son.

"H-hello!" The women said, utterly shocked. She looked flustered to see such a handsome man her age, look wise. Not age wise. He was far beyond the average human life, far beyond. "What has my son done now?" He placed a hand on the women's, placing a seductive smile.

 Which Hyunjin could barf at any moment now.

The women blushed. Hyunjin remembered seeing her dead serious when she entered her office saying this won't go lightly but after seeing Hyunjin's boss. Of course, she changed. Everybody changed when it came to Hyunjin's boss.

"Well. It is Hyunjin's first day so it must be hard for him."

"You won't remove him from the school?" Hyunjin's father had tears in his eyes before looking back and they were gone.

Such acting, Hyunjin would think he had hidden many Oscars he had won.

"No! Of course not. We don't want our Hyunjin leaving anytime soon. His grades are amazing and perfect! Who wouldn't want him?"

Hyunjin scoffed at the word 'our' No, Hyunjin belonged to himself, nobody else. After a couple of minutes of friendly talk, they left the room. His bosses face back to being dead serious.

"I'm sorry! I just follo-"

He raised his hand, telling Hyunjin to silence himself.

Hyunjin placed his hands back down in defeat.

"I'll be sending you home. You will miss out on your last two subjects. But I do not care. I am so angry at you. Hyunjin."

Hyunjin had tears in his eyes. Why couldn't he have a supportive father? Life was hard, it was hard.

Hyunjin's was walking home this afternoon.