Classmates | Chanyeol x Nayeon

Clinic

"Hey bro."

"Hey Chanyeol,"

"Mind, if I talk to her?" He said referring to me, there's a sudden change in Chanyeol's aura, "We still have an unfinished business." He said.

"Sure." Kris said giving me a nod and finally walking away.

I didn't know I've been holding my breath until Chanyeol said "Breathe."

I turned to Chanyeol and pushed him away, he winced.

A sudden realization hit me when my eyes landed on him, he is still not wearing a shirt. I immediately covered my innocent eyes.

"What the heck Chanyeol, are you a stripper?" I said glaring at his shoes "If you want I'll send you to the nearest gay bar, there you can stroll without a shirt."

"Whatever you say Nayeon." He said patting my head, I slapped it away and glared at him.

"What was that for." I asked referring to what he did to Kris.

"I just wanted to help, you look like you're about to die or perhaps about to kill him anytime." He said.

"Ah so you've been watching us?" I said arching an eyebrow.

"Can't help, t'was quite entertaining you know."

I scoffed, "You should go back to the clinic, I'll just report to the adviser that you're injured so you can be excused for the whole day."

"Don't stress yourself too much worrying about me, Nayeon, it isn't your fault." He said smirking, obviously he is trying to provoke me, I thought this guy has a possibility to change.

"As if." I said rolling my eyes.

The day after, Chanyeol didn't show up maybe he's taking a rest, should I visit him?

I shake my head, gosh Nayeon what are you thinking? But because of him I won't be suffering first and second degree burns.

But before I could even change my mind, I immediately head out after class. I bought ointments and a bandage in case Chanyeol doesn't have them at home. When I reached the familiar house, I checked it first, I noticed that the gate is open, but I have manners so I rang the door bell but no one is approaching the gate. I rang the door bell again and I jumped at the shout of an old man.

"Coming!" he said, it is obvious in his tone that he is irritated, "Who are you?" He said with a voice so strained and cold, I noticed that his knuckles are bruised.

He clears his throat so I averted my eyes from his knuckles, "Hi sir, I am Chanyeol's classmate, I'm here to visit him."

He scoffs, "Chanyeol? He's inside, I don't care about that bastard, just don't make a mess in my house."

"Yes sir."

He walks past me, his shoulder bumped into mine harshly, and then he slammed the gate shut.

I sigh, did he hurt Chanyeol?

I entered the house, I scanned it and saw Chanyeol resting his back against the wall. He is wearing our uniform, his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows.

"Chanyeol?"

He looks up lazily, I gasped upon seeing his bruised face.

"What are you doing here?" He said, his eyes went wide upon remembering something horrible, "Have you encountered my father, did he hurt you?" He said standing up, coming closer to scan me.

"He didn't, and I am totally fine." I said reassuring him. I didn't look at him with sympathy, I just look at him the way I usually do.

"You still didn't answer my question."