3N | FG X Joylada (Ongoing)

chapter four

"hello ma'am, how are you ma'am?" Fourth clear up his throat and pick up the phone, he put the phone to his ears slowly and say politely with his innocent smile.

"listen here young man, I don't care if you're already work or married, even if you're old, you still have to call me." Fourth pull away the phone from his ears as he slows down the volume. He rubbed his ears as he listens to the person from the other line.

"ao Mae, why are you so upset?" Fourth whine pulling the phone back to his ears.

"Why?! Young man, I am your mother and I'm worried for you. It seems like you're doing just fine after getting into your dream school." Fourth mother spat making Fourth sighed out, there, now he have to do something to make his mother happy again. Today is the third day he's in this school and he haven't call anyone from his household.

"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry ma'am. But for now my teacher says I could only use my phone on Saturday and Sunday." Fourth said, clearly lying but guess he has no choice. He has so many things to do from now on.

"Haa? Why?"

"They say it's for us to focus more in class"

"Honestly your dream school is so weird but I guess I agree, instead of playing with your phones, you better focus in class more."

Fourth nodded even though his mother couldn't see him. He hung up the call after.

He sighed out a relief and threw his phone on the bed.

"It's not good to lie to your own mom, being a pervert is already worse, and now you even lie? What would your mom react if she knew." Fourth closed his eyes and exhaled harshly.

"Pretty boy, could you mind your own business and don't butt in. This has nothing to do with you, and just so you know. I accidentally slipped on something. And fall on you."

A moment of silence as Phuwin walked back to his bed and took something before going out of the room.

Fourth shook his head, walking to his locker room taking some important stuff for the class, he had a hand full of paper in which club he could join. He walks with his eyes and focuses on the paper. Without realizing it everyone was running and screaming towards his direction, when suddenly one of them bumped into him he looked up, his brows furrowed in anger but when he was about to open up his mouth and yell at the person.

Someone had a bump into him, again and again, Fourth was pushed and pushed until he fell on the floor, the paper that he held was flying through the air as he fell.

"Fuck!" He cursed as he fell face first. A loud gasped and whispering started to come into Fourth ears as he groaned in pain. The weird thing is he felt something soft but also hard on his face. He was in a push up position and pushed his body up.

His eyes widened and he quickly stood up, his eyes kept staring at the things he just fell on, shoes. It's someone's shoes.

Fourth looked up, he apologized to the tall person in front of him. "Shia!... I'm really sorry, are your feet okay? I'm really sorry."

Fourth was a bit confused on why everyone is gathering around them, but then he remembers the incident from before, he just ignored it and kept apologizing to the person but it seems like that guy was really traumatized by what happened because he kept looking at his feet.

"Uhm..hello.." Fourth said, reaching out for the person's shoulder.

Plak

A loud smack echoed through the silent hall. Fourth was a bit of a shock because the person had slapped his hands away, stopping Fourth from touching him.