A BET {Mpreg}

CHAPTER 11

Author's POV:

Two days ago, precisely forty-eight hours ago, right after the intense and emotionally heated argument with Pin, Son became really angry. He stormed off through the dimly lit hallways of the building. Every step he took created a loud noise in the empty space, resembling a chaotic symphony that mirrored the whirlwind of emotions inside him. His anger consumed him, constantly reminding him of the deep sense of betrayal he felt from Pin's actions. How could Pin, someone he trusted, do something so hurtful? Didn't Pin realize the serious consequences that would arise from the suspension?

"This is such a frustrating situation," Son muttered quietly, his hand running through his disheveled hair, indicating how troubled he was. Even though he knew that he would face serious consequences, he couldn't help but think about Pin's eyes. They were filled with both pain and concern. Pin's words echoed in his mind, touching his troubled soul: "I was worried about your safety - about everyone's safety."

With each deliberate step he took, Son found himself growing more and more curious about Pin. This was a significant change from before when Son didn't really give much thought to Pin, who was quiet and unassuming. However, now something felt different. Pin's strong determination and unwavering moral compass had captured Son's attention in a way that he couldn't quite comprehend.

"Hey, watch it!"

Lost in his thoughts, Son accidentally bumped into a classmate, who became annoyed and snapped at him. "Sorry," Son didn't even noticed and just mumbled a weak apology, not fully present in the moment. His mind was entirely consumed by his recent conversation with Pin. Why did Pin genuinely care about Son's safety? And why did it bother Son so deeply that he began to question his own decisions?

"Stay focused, Son, stay focused!" he whispered to himself, speaking so softly that he could barely hear his own voice. He shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, fully aware that he couldn't let his guard down or be swayed by Pin's words. After all, it was Pin who had caused him pain, and Son needed to always remind himself of that.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Son reached his locker. He was feeling so damn frustrated that he couldn't fucking handle it anymore, so he forcefully ripped that poor metal door open. The sound echoed loudly in the hallway, catching the attention of his classmates. He looked around and noticed that those dumbasses were whispering and giving him sideways glances.

It was crystal clear that they were talking about him and gossiping about the fight that had happened in front of the library, which led to his suspension. They were probably mentioning Pin, the so-called 'president' of SWU's students. Just the mere thought of their gossip made Son even more furious.

"Are you okay?"

While lost in his thoughts, he suddenly heard a familiar voice asking if he was okay. It was Tin, his best friend. But because he was so frustrated, Son snapped at Tin and couldn't hide his irritation.

"Do I fucking look okay, Tampon?" He responded forcefully. When he looked up, he saw Tin looking at him with a worried expression, and he immediately regretted his harsh tone.

Tin, feeling defensive, quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Hey, man, I'm just worried about you," he replied, his voice filled with concern.

"I heard what happened between you and that bookworm 'President' Pin." Tin couldn't understand why Pin would report his beloved friend, but he knew it was his duty to report the fight to the authorities.