It Takes Time

一

Y/N's POV

I trudged down the Streets of Seoul with music blaring in my ears. I recently won a scholarship to National University Of Seoul and moved to Korea. Life in Korea was pretty exciting and impressive if you ask me.

It was the start of Spring when I moved in. I admired Korea for its authentic food and Culture but it seemed to be lacking something. I dismissed it as a small thought and moved on with my New Life here.

I stepped foot into the gates of the University as students were seen strolling around and chatting with their friends. Some were just staring blankly at their Phones.

' They're just probably reading Fan fictions ' I assumed in my Head as I walked past them.

There was a large banner in the Entrance that said '환영!!' Or 'Welcome!!' I ignored the warm welcome and just continued walking in.

I suddenly locked eyes with a particular someone. He stared right back at me. We then broke eye contact when he turned his head to his right. His friend called out to him and signalled him to come over. He gave me one last Glance before running off to his friends.

He was Handsome and he wore an Innocent expression. Apart from the deadpan expression that I always wore on my face, he had that type of expression where he was amazed yet confused by everything around him. He didn't look like he'd fit the Bad Boy stereotype.

I tore off my headphones and continued walking straight up.

As I walked in to my classroom, two other handsome boys passed by me and to be Frank, I was amused by their conversation.

"You've got No Jams, Jamless boy. " the guy with the Blonde hair hissed as he smacked the other guy's head. The other boy just clutched his head in pain and rolled his eyes in secrecy as they walked out of the classroom together. I held back my laughter and shuffled to an empty seat. There were Bags on the other seats so I assumed that students actually leave their bags in their classrooms early in the morning to go out and do their stuff.

I dropped my bag on the Ground and threw myself onto my seat. Everyone had 15 minutes left before School started so I took out my phone and played songs on Spotify. I hummed to a particular song I enjoyed ( I won't be specific so u readers can choose whatever u like 😉).

"Dude I'm telling you, IT'S NOT ME!" Someone screamed. A series of gasps followed by and I was starting to get worried even though I shouldn't be caring about irrelevant matters. I rushed out of the classroom and followed the source of the sound. The punching sounds got louder as I neared the source.

It was the same innocent-looking Guy. Except that, he was the victim here. He was the one getting punched and screamed at. My eyes widened and I was singing to myself  'Fuck this shit I'm out...' as I eyes the whole situation.

"You fucking Did it! So why are you LYING?!" The other guy screeched as he punched the innocent-looking guy in the stomach. The innocent-looking guy coughed out and wheezed for air.

I looked around and saw a crowd around them. They were just bystanders. No one dared to walk up to stop the fight.

The punches and kicks got worse and the victim was crying in Pain. Where the HECK were teachers when one was really needed??

My legs trembled and my lips quivered as I continued staring at the helpless guy. Just as the bully was about to throw another one of his powerful punches, something snapped inside of me after seeing the victim squeezing his eyes shut as he braced for impact.

"ENOUGH WITH THAT!" I snapped at the person. His fist was dangling mid-air and he turned his head towards me.  He dropped his fist down and tilted his head to me. He stood up and walked towards my direction. The rest of the crowd backed away to make way for him.

He wore a pissed off expression on his face and clicked his tongue. He stood right infront of me and pushed me to the lockers.

Before he could do anything worse, his friend squeezed his shoulders tightly as in telling him to let it all be.

The bell rang , signalling the other students to get their asses  to their classroom. The bully just sighed before turning away and trudging down the hallways to his classroom with his friend.

I slowly stood up and limped towards the victim who was still laying on the Ground. He was still clutching his stomach in pain. I felt pity towards him and gently poked him on his face.

He groaned and turned to me.

"What do yo- Ow ow ow ow.." He cut his sentence short and winced at the pain. I shook my head and held out my hand out to him. He only stared.

"Why are you offering help to a loser like me? I'm just gonna be more of a Burden.." He mumbled under his breath and avoided eye contact before getting up slowly by himself and walking away from me. I continued to stand there and watched him go further.

He turned around and wore an 'r u fucking kidding me' expression.

"Dude, what are standing there for? Go to your class. This place is practically deserted. Well, for now. " he called out to me with an unamused expression.

I shrugged my shoulders at him before walking in the opposite direction to my class.