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"What's your name pretty boy?"

Who is this guy? What the fuck..?

...

As always, I couldn't get a word out my fucking mouth. All I did was just stare at him. Go away.

"Not gonna say anything?"

Fuck you. Why can't no one leave me alone?

"Okay then, my names Hyunjin, but my friends call me Jinnie." He introduced himself. He held out his hand to handshake it. I kept my hands close. Who does this guy think he is?

Hyunjin was already impatient. So he knelt down to my level where I was sitting.

"What's your name?" He softly said but his aura felt cold. I couldn't say anything, but even if I could, I wouldn't. I was tense, he stared and I did as well. Fuck, what do I do? Where's Chan..why did I leave?

My thoughts running through circles in my head came to an end when I heard someone.

A blonde looking figure was heading towards us. Chan?

He was panting. Did you run a whole mile?

"Innie-" he lifted his head up and his smile quickly faded. He was looking at that other guy. Things started to tense up quicker than a rollercoaster.

"Well well well, how are things going Chris?" Hyunjin smirked and stood up facing him directly. This Hyunjin guy was slightly a bit taller than Chan. What the fuck? What's going on.

"I told you not to call me by my name." Chans voice deepened. Why so scary.

"Can't I not? Don't act all stranger to me Chris." Hyunjin crossed his arms. I looked back and forth listening to their conversation. Does Chan know him? Why did he call him Chris? I'm so lost.

"Jeongin, let's go." Chan grabbed my wrist and pulled me up so I was standing on my feet. I seriously didn't know what was going on.

"Ah, so your name's Jeongin." Hyunjin stepped closer to me and grabbed my wrists. Which caused me to stop walking, Chan did the same. My heart rate increased. I didn't even know this guy, and he seems like a total bitch. Chan stood in front of me, so now I was behind him and he was facing Hyunjin. Hyunjin was a bit taller than Chan, but they stared. This an eye contest?

"Walk away." Chan whispered to Hyunjin. Chan was growing impatient, clenching his teeth. Hyunjin still stared and then later on me. I somehow flinched at his gaze, it seemed evil.

"The hell you staring at him for, hm?" This side of a Chan...I've never seen before. Not after he caused a girl to cry for not being his partner. She deserved it though so I can't complain.

Hyunjin sighed.

"Welp! I'll see you then Jeongin." He smiled like if none of what just happened even happened. I watched him walk off and headed with some other group. Chan still in position.

The bell rang. It was time for physical education. This is the only class I have an A on. It was easy, and I loved working out. When I have the chance of course. I was walking with Chan by my side.

"Alright everyone! Change into your gym uniform and meet at the center gym!" The loud ass voice ringed in my ear. Everyone did as they were told to.

...

Everyone started to warm up. Cardio, stretching, somewhat yoga. Except me. When I started to do some jumping jacks I felt a sharp knife stabbing on my waist. It hasn't healed yet. I had to ask the teacher if I can sit out.

"Mr. Dae?" I held my waist on my opposite arm.

"Yes Jeongin?"

"N-not...feel g-good." I tried making sense. I can't tell anyone about my bruises and injuries.

"Of course! You have an A anyway." He smiled. Pretty sure I was his favorite. But I couldn't tell for sure.

I made my way to the back facing the backs of my classmates warming up. I felt left out. I was bored. Mr. Dae blew the whistle.

"Alright! We are playing freeze tag, cause why not it involves running and strategy." He explained. The line of students stood straight like if they were in the military. Freeze tag...I don't think I'd like to even play. I was getting bored once again so I pulled out my phone and went on insta.

Once again he blew the whistle, meaning to start. I had my hood up, nuzzling trying to get comfortable on the wall mats painted blue. It wasn't comfortable at all. My eyes fixed on Chan as he was playing the game. He was smiling. Not at the game. But at me. I couldn't stop staring. I blinked a few times and fixed my eyes to the ground. I coughed. Shit.

I felt choking. I covered half my face only my eyes were seen. I heard someone coming near, I tried controlling my coughing but nothing seemed to work. He knelt down and gave me a napkin. I looked up.

"Here." He said.

It's that guy..what was his name? Hyunho? I'm not sure.

I lightly took it and cleaned my wet red lips and my hands. I picked up a couple of petals placing it on the napkin and wrapping it up.

"Oh so you have the disease, huh." He nodded. "Welp, that must be rough Jeongin." He carelessly said. Better watch your mouth bitch.

I wanted him to leave. It's that mother fucker that Chan seemed pissed with. I don't know what kind of beef he has with him but I'm pretty sure there's a good reason for it. Yes he seemed beautiful, handsome as hell, but he is a bratty bitch. I felt a strong set of eyes looking at me. Chan.

He looked pissed as hell. He didn't even come up to him like he did last period. I wonder what though.

It's not my business Jeongin..why the fuck do you want to know so badly? We're not even that close. Are we even friends? Do I even act like one at all? Why am I caring for him...why does he care about me? What makes me so special...? Fuck my head hurts.

Hyunjin had already left. Didn't notice and glad I didn't.

Chan...do you trust me enough to tell me about you and Hyunjin? No...why would he.

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