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𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨

a/n note!!: this chapter includes pedophilia and rape.
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Ni-ki's steps were light as he he down the hall. He went from classroom to classroom to find where at least one of his hyungs was.

He soon reached the art room and swung the door open. There he saw Sunoo painting in a sunflower, splotches of wet, yellow paint could be seen on his hands. Oddly enough, no one else was in the room. Actually, no one else was at the school, well, no students were.

Sunoo flinched at the sudden noise and whipped his head towards the younger who was out of breath. "We're... in big trouble," Ni-ki warned the other.

"What do you mean?" Sunoo asked. "She tried to kill Jungwon. She got into Jay and Sunghoon hyungs' heads. She could be doing the same to Jake hyung right now. She only needs to get to us and Heeseung hyung before it wins for the 7th year in a row," Ni-ki explained everything as fast as he could.

Sunoo's eyes grew wide but they soon resorted to a more sad expression. "Why'd it have to do this?" Sunoo asked himself out loud as he stared at the half-finished painting on the table in front of him.

"Sunoo, we have to find Heeseung hyung and leave," Ni-ki told the older who sat still. "I don't want to," Sunoo replied, shocking the blonde.

"What do you mean? We have to go!" Ni-ki became impatient as he heard distant footsteps in the hallway.

"Jungwon is our last hope. It doesn't matter if we leave or not. He's the whole reason why we're in this mess. I don't care about remembering what happened in this life. I want to go back to my original one," Sunoo spoke.

"I-, but Sun," — "I don't care. You can hide yourself but that isn't going to do anything," Sunoo cut the younger off.

Ni-ki let out a long sigh as he contemplated what to do. He knew what Sunoo was saying was try but it didn't comfort him. Knowing he at least tried calmed him a bit. He had made his decision, he was going to find Jungwon and try to warn him of the danger that was coming his way.

He was going to leave the room but was interrupted by a horrible pain in his head, then his nose, then his neck. He heard a cry of pain from Sunoo followed by an apology from Haerin. Her voice was full of regret and sadness. It almost sounded like she was crying but Ni-ki didn't have any time to confirm, for he found himself back in the principal's office over 20 years in the past.

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"Mr. Yang, are you sure that we can do this? Shouldn't I be in class?" The young Riki asked the man as he looked at some of the books on the shelves in the room.

"Of course, it is, Love," Mr. Yang smiled before wrapping his arms around the male's waist. "We love each other and no one should get in the way of us, right?" The man continued as he swayed the two side to side. Riki only nodded as placed his hands on the other's.

Mr. Yang pecked him on the cheek before Riki faced him, an unreadable expression on his face. The older puckered his lips and the younger gave him a small peck.

This would be cute if there wasn't a 25-year age difference and if Riki wasn't a 16-year-old child. He had just moved to a new town and instantly caught Mr. Yang's eye.

He very obviously favored him over other students, letting him skip classes to spend time with him, always making accommodations for him and more.

It was also very obvious Mr. Yang was attracted to the boy. The way he'd stare at him was not subtle. He randomly kissed him one day and Riki didn't pull away so he thought it was okay.

If Riki was being honest, he found their relationship weird. He never outright opposed to the older's actions but he never felt clean afterwards. Every touch, every kiss, every word made him feel disgusting and dirty. But he was the principal, who would he tell?

Mr. Yang deepened the kiss, not wanting to let go. Riki struggled for breath as the man rotated, Riki's back now against his desk and him on top of him.

Riki managed to push the man off of him after a few failed attempts. "What's wrong?" Mr. Yang wondered as he hovered over the young male.

"I- this isn't right," He stated, panting. "Of course it is," The man dismissed before leaving kisses on the boy's neck.

"N-no, stop. I want to go to class," Riki protested as he tried to get up. "No. You're. Not." Something suddenly snapped in the middle-aged man. His voice got darker and his eyes grew angered, scaring the smaller of the two.

"Th-this isn't right. I don't want to do this anym-," Riki started before his words muffled under the man's palm. "You love me," He told Riki whose eyes were wide in fear.

The teen shook his head in refusal causing the man to lose it. That's when his arm went from his mouth to his neck. He squeezed as hard as he could before repeating his previous murder strategy, banging his head against the desk.

As he tortured the young boy he chanted, "You love me!" A demonic sound coming from his mouth. The last thing Riki would hear before finding himself in a dark room.

"I'm sorry," He heard a familiar voice say from behind him. "Hey, Riki," Heeseung smiled weakly as Riki faced them.

"Hi, Hyung," Riki sighed. "Jungwon has this, don't worry," He smiled as he patted the older's back.

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a/n note!!: sorry about the long wait. i haven't been feeling like writing lately and i've been lowkey stressing because i'm almost done with this book and still have no idea what book to start on next. i hope you're all doing well! and that you so much for 500 reads!! it means so much!!
— May 🌷