YOUNG ROYALS | BL

Y.R | TWO

CHAPTER TWO
| REPERCUSSIONS |
KIAN YANG
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An angry blonde sat along two other boys he hoped were six feet under. He wished for the ceiling of the office they were in to cave in on the two of them with the gravel crushing their windpipes. He envisioned the whole thing happening before his eyes and it seemed like such a sweet occurrence to witness.

His face ached as his cheek burned a new bruise and he was sitting in the principal's office for a crime he didn't commit himself. He's the victim. He shouldn't even be sitting in this office with the other two imbeciles. This is a complete waste of his time and energy.

Kian took a sneak peek over to where Lun stood and wondered why he hasn't contacted his parents about the matter. He wouldn't be sitting in this office if the principal had spoken to his mother and father, especially his mother—the lawyer.

"This is absolutely, ridiculously a waste of my time", Kian remarked, breaking the silence. "Lun, call my mother. Have her clear this matter so I can go home", the royal ordered, calling his assistant over to where he sat.

"A-Ah yes, sir, about that—"

The assistant was interrupted by the sudden opening of the office door and in came the principal herself.

"Your parents were already phoned and they have agreed to the consequences of the incident the three of you have caused this afternoon", the principal told as she went to sit down at the desk that read Principal Amin.

Kian blinked in pure disbelief at what he heard. No, someone was lying, the woman had to be telling a fib. His lashes fluttered as he gazed his eyes upon his assistant, observing the sudden contortion in expression, one that resembled remorse. Meaning that she was indeed telling the truth.

"You cannot be serious. I didn't do anything wrong! Why am I getting punished for something that forcefully involved me?", Kian defended, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Mr. Yang, understand that—"

"There is nothing to understand other than the fact that I participated in absolutely nothing! I shouldn't be here. I should be in the hospital treating my wounds that were caused by those two meatheads!", the royal shot back, not caring to acknowledge the glares he received from the insults directed towards the two other students.

"Wounds - oh please, cry me a fucking river. You got love-tapped on the face", a low voice sounded from the right of him.

It was the raven haired student with a busted lip and couple other bruises trailing down his neck. The boy, he had forgotten the name of, didn't look as beat up compared to the brunette that sat to his far left, who had his blue eyes casted on his hands anxiously.

"I'm sorry, who are you to speak to me?", Kian remarked pridefully, averting his attention back over to the principal.

"Principal Amin, please, let's clear this misunderstanding. Lun, tell her what had—"

"I was already informed on the matter, Mr. Yang and so were your parents. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to finish informing you three on your punishment", the principal said in a dark tone that matched the void in her eyes.