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𓍼ོ𖡎📚𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔ᡣ𐭩Jude's POV:

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𓍼ོ𖡎📚𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔ᡣ𐭩
Jude's POV:

As I entered the school gates the noises immediately engulfed my ears. Girls and boys gathered in duos, trios and larger groups standing in the hallways and corridors completely absorbed in their conversations. Such a vibrant social atmosphere but I felt like an outsider looking in.

I blame my introverted ass which always held me back from making friends. It wasn't that I didn't want to connect with others; it was that I didn't know how. The thought of approaching someone was daunting task that I felt ill-equipped to handle. Even when someone made the effort to talk to me I struggled to maintain the topic.

I kind of also blame my high school friend group which wasn't so nice to me. Back in high school, I was as fat as I am right now. They always mocked my weight and features in the name of stupid jokes but it hurt me a lot. Being a silent and introverted person I didn't know how to tell them to stop making those jokes.

In a desperate effort to fit in this society, I tried to shed weight but my grandmother with whom I lived resisted any such changes. Her love for cooking and my desire to keep her happy meant I consumed whatever she prepared. My bond with my grandmother is strong and I cherished her deeply. So I learned to live with this body, 'It's my body, my problem.'

But the fear of making a fool of myself seemed to paralyze me in social situations.

While walking I accidentally collided with a guy who seemed to be in a frantic state, his eyes were wide with fear. He didn't even offer an apology and sprinted away rudely.

A spontaneous "What the hell?" escaped my lips as I turned to glance at the vanishing figure.

Before I could fully process, another person came charging towards me with a furious expression. Instinctively, I sidestepped allowing the agitated individual to pass by in a blur.

I recognized him immediately and who wouldn't recognize Kim Taehyung? He was the notorious thug of our college. His reputation preceded him– rich, arrogant, spoiled and utterly lacking in manners.

Just a month ago, he was suspended due to a violent altercation that landed one unfortunate boy in the hospital. I heard that his transgressions were even worse over the four years he spent at college. Everyone, including the teachers feared crossing his path and messing with him.

Born with a silver spoon, he would strut around the campus with an intimidating aura flanked by a group of equally menacing friends. But it was his demeanor that truly set him apart. He walked with a swagger that suggested he owned every inch of the ground he stepped on. His arrogance knew no bounds. Taehyung treated everyone with disdain from the cafeteria staff to his fellow students.

He never waited in lines expecting others to step aside for him. If someone dared to confront him they quickly learned the lesson. Stories circulated about his temper and the destructive ways he dealt with anyone who crossed him. Despite this, his punishment was lenient-only a suspension not expulsion. Many believed his family's influence had played a role in this. The administration was reluctant to take stronger action fearing the backlash from his powerful guardian.

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