Different

°•♤•° Chapter Sixteen °•♤•°

        °•☆•° Word Count: 1,470 °•☆•°
     °•♡•° Time to Read: 10 mins °•♡•°

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"Come on, Minho, we're going to be late!" Han shouted up the stairs.

A few seconds later, Minho flew down the stairs with his schoolbag in hand. "Sorry, I'm ready now," he apologized.

They walked out of the house, locking the door behind them and started down the side walk. They talked as they walked, discussing the tests and projects they have to do that day. As they got closer to the school, they started noticing more students in their school's uniforms.

They reached the school and walked through the entrance.

"You have Mr. Choi for first period, right?" Minho asked.

"Unfortunately, yeah. I hate his class. Doing math at eight in the morning should be illegal," he complained.

Minho chuckled. "You'll be fine, Ji," he reassured.

Minho looked down the hallway ahead of him. His smile dropped as he met eyes with someone.

Han noticed this and followed Minho's line of sight. His own face dropped as he saw a group of boys walking in their direction; one of the boys being Andrew.

Jisung tried to shrink behind Minho, but Minho grabbed his hand and kept him at his side. Han looked up at him with wide eyes.

"Don't worry about him. He can't hurt you anymore," Minho whispered. He clenched his teeth to prevent himself from saying anything harsher.

As the two passed the group of boys, Minho held his head high and made direct eye contact with Andrew. His eyes shined with defiance and anger as they stared each other down. Andrew became visibly angry at Minho's confidence, clenching his jaw as he looked at Han's hand in Minho's. He looked at the two in disgust before finally walking past them.

Jisung let out a sigh of relief as soon as the group was out of ear shot. "Oh my god, the tension almost strangled me back there."

Minho softened his gaze as he looked at Han's panicked expression. "Sorry about that, I just want him to be aware that he has no power over us," Minho explained.

Han shook his head. "No, I'm glad. It makes me feel powerful." He puffed out his chest, producing a laugh from Minho.

"You really are something," Minho cooed.

Han playfully hit his shoulder. "Whatever, I need to go to class now." He motioned at the nearby door and waved goodbye before ducking into it.

Minho waved back and started heading to his own first period.

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Chan and Changbin stood on the sidewalk as they waited for their friends. It was the end of the day now, and Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin, and Minho had planned to hangout.

Chan's leg bounced as he sat on a bench. He bit his lip nervously.

Changbin cocked his head at him. "What's your deal?"

Chan shook his head. "I don't know. I just have a really weird feeling that something bad is about to happen," he explained.

Changbin gave him a concerned look. "It's probably just your anxiety, don't worry too much, okay?" He spoke sweetly, knowing Chan was prone to panic attacks.

Chan just nodded, his leg bouncing feverishly as he stared at nothing.

Changbin looked up into the crowd of students leaving for the day. He noticed a blonde head bouncing towards him and he smiled. "Hey, 'Lix!" He called out.