admirer ༄ jeongcheol

三十二

seungcheol

it was monday and math class just ended. i went to my locker and tried finding my things for next class.

by the time i found my things, the hallway cleared up and i was on my way to my next class.

out of nowhere, i was roughly pushed to the lockers. a guy with silver/white hair that was wearing a black hoodie with an intimidating look was hovering over me. i was stunned.

"you disgusting scum. fags like you should die." he grunted. it was him. "l-leave me alone!" i stuttered.

he smirked and grabbed me by the collar and threw me on the wall. i tried getting up but i couldn't move. he then fist punched me in the face several times. i tried fighting back but i was too weak. i kept pleading for him to stop but he wouldn't.

"die you bitch!" he repeatedly exclaimed. he kept beating me up till i started bleeding. he stood up and huffed. "your so-called pretty boyfriend is next." he spat and walked away.

i tried getting up but i couldn't. i was in so much pain. why did this happen to me? why didn't i fight back? no; i couldn't. i was too weak. too scared to do anything. i blame for this. why did i have to argue with him? maybe he is right. i'm a disgusting fag who shouldn't be here. i couldn't do anything but sob and cry.

i heard someone running towards me. "cheol!" a familiar voice exclaimed. it was jeonghan.

shit.