Hanahaki Disease || 𝑳𝒆𝒆𝒋𝒊𝒗𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒆

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I smiled...that's new. Is that a good thing?

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"Now that everyone has their partners, we can begin the project." Mrs. park said.

Chan seemed pretty excited. The project was about getting to know one another. I gaged. Mrs. Park elaborated further and how it was due til next week. The class ended so I grabbed my shit to leave. As I was doing so I tried to avoid Chan, yeah that failed pretty quick.

"What's the big rush?" Chan said also putting his books in his bag. Why does the scenario have to be in a classroom, like anyone can literally be eavesdropping in any moment. I shook my head no and I quickly went out the room walking in the hallways. I felt someone behind me, 'Chan.'

This bitch, who does he think he is? I don't trust anyone, I never will. I don't want to feel used again...

I started to remember my previous fucked up memories. My eyes watered, but I was strong to keep them in not letting any tear slip out. I made it to my locker and opened the lock. I was startled when I heard him..

"Wanna eat lunch with me?" Chan leaned in one of the lockers further from mine. That'll just waste my time...

I ignored his question and closed my locker. I was heading outside the field for my daily smoke and nap. I smoked very little. My mom made me try that shit, it got to me and I became an addict. Not really though. I can handle three or even a week without cigars, I wasn't like my mom. Smoking made me release stress. I didn't feel stress at that moment but still wanted to smoke.

I walked to the field with Chan still clinging by my side. I tried not to feel his presence being here next to me. But I tried my best.

I got to a nearby bench next to the shade. I sat down and so did Chan.

I sat down and reached in my pocket of my shorts for the box of cigars. I pulled one out and took out a lighter to light the end of the stick up. Chan noticed all my steps and stared at me. I had the cigar between my index and thumb. I let out a smokey breathe when I let it out. A sigh left my lips.

"You shouldn't be smoking you know." Chan blurted out. I looked up at him not giving a fuck and went for another. Chan had enough and took my stick making it burn his finger for touching the end part of the cigar. Dumbass. He threw it and stepped on it. I was shocked and left without any words. What words, I never talk.

Chan did what he had to do and looked at his finger that was burned with a little bruise. I got up and took him to the infirmary. I felt like waiting for him. I don't know why. Once he got out he spoke,

"Okay! Let's get lunch now, I'm pretty hungry." Chan patted his stomach with his veiny hands. I'm not eating shit.

We got to the cafeteria. Chan went to order some food while I waited for him. Chan came back with a whole meal, it made me sick just by looking at it. We sat down and he started eating.

"Your nowt gowna ewat sowmething?" Chan said between chews. I was on my phone and started to type.

'Not hungry.' I handed my phone to him.

He nodded but took his fork and reached out a piece of steak. I pulled back and shook my head.

"Cmon, just a bite." He pleaded. I can't, and I won't.

I typed in my phone explaining a lie.

'I had lunch a few minutes before class started, when you introduced yourself.'

He 'ahed' and continued eating. He's that stupid, alright then.

Lunch ended quickly than I thought. It was time to leave. I went to get my shit to leave this building when I saw Chan leaning against the lockers again. He won't stop following me, will he.

I gave up and let him follow. Here I though it'll be hella awkward, not talking. I don't even talk. Even if I did, I wouldn't know how to start talking. But I though wrong. He would come up with the most random conversations. It's probably for the project...don't be stupid Jeongin, don't be stupid..

"What's your hobbie?" Chan said as we walked. I typed on my phone.

'Sleeping.' This wasn't a lie.

He laughed and agreed.

"I like to workout, or make music." He said with happiness around him. I began to like this dude..not like that.

With more questions being asked about me, with him replying with his. I started to get comfortable with him. Even though I just met him today. Was he really gonna stay with me? Not leave me, right? Too soon Jeongin, too soon..

"Do you have any siblings?"

My thoughts came to an end and didn't know what to write. My big brother has passed away...sucide. I saw it happen.

I decided to write what was true.

'Older brother...passed away committing suicide...saw it happen.'

I felt calm about it for some reason. Didn't know why. Chan looked at me feeling emotionless. I flinched when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. It was Chan. He didn't say anything. Silence was loud.

"Sorry..." Chan looked down at his feet. We had stopped walking. I tilted my head to his level getting his attention and looked up at me. I gave him a small smile, wanting him to know I was okay.

He was going for a hug, but I backed away.

I can't get him to me...I don't wanna trust him..it'll just lead me to..his trap. Does he even care about me? How I feel..?

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