Cherry flavoured summer dream - a ChanMin fanfiction

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He was walking down the corridor, like everyday.

Which was his first class? He didn't remember, but it wasn't important.

He sat at his usual desk, waiting for the teacher to come in, but the only people who entered the room were guys wearing the same uniform as him, but he paid them no mind, crossing his arms on the desk and resting his head on them for a bit.

A few seconds after, something hit him, and he looked down to see a pencil that had fallen on the ground next to his table. A voice behind him called.

'Hey Chris, or should I say faggot?' the guy laughed grossly. The boy didn't quite understand what was happening or why, and he couldn't make out the blurred-face male's features. He couldn't only hear a disgusting snickering and see a wide, mean smile.

Other faceless individuals started laughing with him, chucking pens, erasers, cases, anything to him, and all the words he could hear in that confusional mess were 'fag', 'pervert', 'disgusting', 'gross' and faggot'.

He covered his ears, almost like it could help him to hide from what was happening, all while watery pearls fell down from his eyes, wetting the wood of the desk in front of him. But nothing changed, and the noise felt even stronger than before.

Why was it happening? What was even happening? Why was everyone calling him out for being gay or something like that, he didn't tell anyone about his sexuality, and nobody knew of his relationship. How did they even know? What did they know?

The thoughts and questions swirled in his mind, making it impossible to not suffer.

He was surrounded by pure chaos, and it was sending his mind to a numb state.

Oh no.

But just in that moment, everyone disappeared, and he couldn't hear any voices or laughs anymore. The walls had crumbled down, leaving him in a garden full of light, where the only sounds that could be heard were the deafening chirping of little birds and the leaves of the trees moving due to the light breeze.

It felt nostalgic for some reason.

It was a nice, sunny day, which meant that school would've ended soon for the summer break. But he was on his last year, so he was just waiting to be done forever and maybe go to university or something like that.

Only then he noticed he was sitting on a bench, looking down at his feet that fell on the solid bricks of the floor that surrounded the small green zone in the back of the school complex, that the students usually used as a place to gather together and eventually skip classes.

He felt a presence on his left, and raised his head to meet the person's face.

Ah, it was him.

His dangerously pretty brown eyes that always smiled along with his lips, covered partly by the fairly long brown locks, scrutinized his orbs like they were trying to talk with his soul.

But he right now was his only safe spot, and he knew he could ask him anything and receive answers.

'Woo, I don't understand, in class before... I don't know how it actually happened, but everyone was... insulting me for being gay? I mean, I'm actually bi, but how do they know I'm not straight? And why were they throwing stuff at me and laughing?'