Where It All Starts

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It was just another regular day at school for Stay again. She needed to take a quick bathroom break but then noticed she was going to be late to her english class. She then started running to her class because she could get detention for being late again for the 7th time that week. She sprinted and checked the time before she went in. I was 3 minutes late. I apologized to my teacher tor being late, but of course, luck isn't on my side, and I got detention after school tomorrow. I went to sit down at my seat when I noticed a student there who didn't take this class. It was the middle of the semester. I wonder why they moved him. Oh, who are you and you are going to sit next to me now? I asked the boy. Yea, I just moved to this class. He said in a deep, low tone. He then looked down and started to doodle on his desk. Oh, that's cool, I said. I didn't get a response, and he just kept drawing. I noticed his doodles were a little dark. I asked what you are drawing? It's none of your business, "he grumbled he had snapped. What you got an attitude for I said annoyed. Why are you asking? He said, looking up at her and rolling one of his sleeves up. I don't like it when people look over my shoulder or get near my desk. I quickly apologized because I knew I wouldn't want that happening to me. Then stop it, he said, looking back down to his desk. He put his headphones in and started to listen to music. Yea ok sorry I whispered. He rolled his eyes slightly and took the headphones out and looked at her, and sighed deeply. What do you want? He said in a harsh, irritated tone. He put the headphones back in. But I didn't respond. He looked up at her and stared at her. He seemed like he was about to say something but didn't, and he just continued to listen to his music. Then I just started taking notes. He ignored her and went back to doing his work. The rest of the class was dead silent. At the end of the class, Minho had a lot of work done. He packed his bag and walked out without saying anything to her. Wow, he's rude, I said. He kept walking and went outside the school and went to the corner. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up and started to smoke it. People were staring but didn't say anything. He had a small grin on his face when people looked at him, as if he was happy that people were staring at him. I just look at him and roll my eyes. He then drops his cigarette and asks why I just rolled my eyes at him, sounding a bit irritated and upset. I then ask why it is any of your business. What's up with the attitude he asks. You were exactly like this earlier, so be quiet, and I was just trying to be nice to you earlier. Oh, sorry, he said, sounding a bit guilty. I just ignore it and leave without saying anything back to him. He seems upset but just ignores it also. But I then found out that the house right next to her finally has an owner, 9so her and her parents decide to make a little something to welcome them to the neighborhood. But once I knock at their neighbors door, my whole mood drops. It turns out it was the Minho kid from school. She then just walks away, annoyed. Minho is so confused but welcomes my mom in , and they chat with him for a while.

THE NEXT DAY
I got to my English class and sat down completely out of my mind that I didn't even notice Minho. I asked him, "You're going to be sitting here from now on?" Yeah. He says very dead pan. Do you have a problem with that? I look away and say no. He says good .He pulls out a pack of cigarettes. Do you want one? He asks. I'm good, I said. Are you sure? It's nice. He takes one out and lights it. He starts smoking. Can you not blow it over here, I said, annoyed. He blows more of the smoke out. Deal with it. Fuck you that shit stinks I say moving over a bit. That's fine. He continues to smoke. He didn't seem to be affected by your words. You're so annoying right now, you know that? Why are you talking to me then? He turns towards you, blowing smoke at your face this time. Oh my God, I say, walking out of class angrily before it was even over. The last thing I hear is that he got detention for smoking in class. Oh great now I have detention with him. I arrive to detention, thinking he will skip, but he doesn't, of course. He sits in his usual spot, he's sitting against a wall, and he looks up at you. "You finally realized that no one thinks you're cool, so you finally came to detention?" I just ignore him and secretly put in my headphones without the teacher noticing. He rolled his eyes. "Oh you're one of those, huh? Sitting in the back, wearing a beanie, listening to punk music. God, how original." I put my music too loud, but a sad song came up while I was thinking bout stuff while putting my head down, and I didn't notice my music was really loud. "God you're really an angsty teen. Who even listens to sad music? He gets up and sits right next to you. Do you know how pathetic you look right now?" I didn't even put this song. Leave me alone. He grabs the earbuds out of your ears. "I'm trying to listen, maybe put on some music that doesn't suck ass for once." Then listen to your own music on your own earbuds, I say irritated. He gives you a sharp look. "You're really gonna try and stand up to me?" He gets up and pulls your chair out from under you, you fall on the floor "Whoops. Sorry, was that too sudden and loud for you?" Wow funny its so fun having sensitive ears I say sarcastically. You fucking piece of shit. "Oh I'm sorry! Did your precious feelings get hurt?" He mocks you. "You really are a pathetic excuse of a human." Wow, this is gonna be so fun to be in here with him for the next 2 hours, I think to myself. The teacher walks in. "Alright then, I see we need to have some manners. No earbuds, no talking, no phone usage, you must sit right in front of me. If you're caught doing any of these things, I'm going to give you an extra hour next time because I can see you two can not behave like the human beings you are." Oh my so annoying I say. She gives you both a stern look. "And that goes for both of you. One more word between you two and you will be receiving an extra hour and a phone call home." Please call my mom. I had an appointment today she needs to reschedule. What's your mom's name she asks. I answer and say Jisoo. "Hello this is your child's teacher speaking. You're child is being extremely disruptive in my class because they failed to stay off their phone and not disturb others. I would like to know how you would like to handle this?" She won't do anything to me either ways I think, so I lay back and try to sleep. The teacher rolls her eyes. "Fine then, if she wants to sleep, I won't stop her." She walks into her office where she would do her paperwork. I can finally sleep, I say. He lets you sleep. He sat down watching you for a second. He then takes you're head and moves it towards him. He takes some hair around your face and strokes it. "God your hair is so pretty." I wake up slowly and notice my head is on his lap. I say sorry I didn't notice, do you know how I ended up there? "You were acting like a child, and you fell asleep in the most pathetic way possible." He lets go of your hair. "So now you know how you ended up there." Oh you woke up and chose to be a fucking bitch today huh I said Hella angry. "You want to watch your mouth? That's not how you speak to a male, let alone someone who's older than you. So I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson here right now." He says as he shoves you to the ground. He stands over you, staring down. Umm, what the hell are you doing minho, I ask. "I'm teaching you a little respect. A little lesson that I'm sure your parents have never taught you." He sits right on your stomach. He grabs the back of your neck and shoves his face into yours. "Do you understand? Or do you need more lessons?" Why are you doing this stop. "Oh because you think you're all cool, trying to stand up to me? I'm making an example of you." *He stands back up, and spits on the ground* "You don't like to be pushed around? Toughen up, kid." He walks back to his seat. Did you just spit on me? "Yeah, what are you gonna do about it?" He sits down in his chair. He starts smoking again. Oh my, I could feel it coming and right when I thought that I threw up in the trash and ran out to a bathroom. "Oop. Someone is weak. Can't control yourself? God you're pathetic." He says as he watches you leave. I yell, "You hoe, I hate people spitting on me. He snickers. "What? You're gonna come back in here and beat me up?" He throws the cigarette he was smoking at you. "Go on. Do it. I dare you." But then, as I was walking in to get my stuff, I passed out. *He sighs* "Great. You fainted. Great. Guess I've gotta carry you to the office." We arrive at the office and I still haven't woken up. *He picks you up and carries you to the nurses office. He sits you on the bed* "God you're annoying."He just leaves and leaves me there. *The nurse comes over and checks your pulse and temperature* "Do you remember what happened? Or what you've been doing today?" No but I just really want to go home, please. Nurse "Do you know your mother's phone number? I need to call her and inform her that you passed out in detention." I say Yes it's...... *The nurse calls her, informing her that you passed out and are now in the nurses office* "Alright. Your mother will be here soon. I want you to lay down and try and get rest, okay?" OK thank you. *About thirty minutes later, your mom gets there* "Oh my goodness, sweetie! Are you alright??" Yes, mom, but we have an appointment. I can't come to school tomorrow. "Well we can reschedule it, your health I'd more important. Are you sure you're alright, though?" Yea, I am. we need to go to the appointment, so tell the school I'm not coming tomorrow, please. *She looks at the nurse and gives the nurse her number* "Alright. Can I text you if anything happens? Okay? If you start feeling sick at all, call me immediately." *She strokes your cheek and kisses your head* "I'll talk to the school right away, just get rest, okay, sweetie?" Yes ok thank you, mom. *She leaves the room, and you can hear her talking to your teacher on the phone. Your teacher was telling her about what happened.* I didn't go to school the next day. *He skips the next day as well, but he still hangs outside, smoking and playing some music on a speaker. He was just sitting against a wall, staring down at the ground. He didn't seem to care about missing days or the fact he had detention.* But out of nowhere, I get sick, so I don't go the rest of the week, but he does. *He sits outside like normal still, and when you come back the next week and walk past him, he grabs your arm* "Hey. Glad to see you're finally back, I've been missing you." *He says sarcastically as he lets go of you*. You ignore him completely, not looking too good at the moment. *He rolls his eyes* "What's wrong? Am I not worth speaking to? Or are those pathetic little feelings of yours hurt?" I ignore him again and go to class quietly and end up not speaking for the whole class. *For the whole class, he just sat there listening to the teacher drone on. He was half asleep, but then a thought crossed his brain, so he quickly wrote you a note. "Your little act to make me feel guilty didn't work. Nice trying though, maybe next time, try being less pathetic? Xoxo Minho " When the teacher wasn't looking, he slid the note over to you.* But you were listening to straykids and didn't notice. *After class was over the teacher saw the note, she read it, and then called the both of you over* "Mr. Park, miss Jisoo. I would like you two to explain what this note is about. It looks like there's been an incident between you both." *She says as she looks down at you two.* I then whisper quietly to the teacher that I'm on my period and my stomach is hurting, and I need to go to the bathroom badly. "Oh! Okay then! Why didn't you tell me? Go on!" *She hands you a pass, and you get out of there, walking as fast as you can to the bathroom to change* But the teacher then starts talking to minho. Teacher: "So I see there's been some drama going on between you two here, so I expect to not hear about this again, right? Or I will be giving you and your parents a call."

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