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Gingerboy was sitting on his seat in the classroom, chatting with his friend Minjae and some of the other girls who happened to be sitting around them.

"Can you invite us too?" one of the girls asked, continuing their long roast about Gingerboy's birthday party he was not going to keep.

"I would if I had a party," Gingerboy sighed, already having explained several times that he had no plans or means to hold a party and that honestly he wasn't even interested in celebrating his birth, having hoped no one would even remember.

"I'm sure you can ask one of your skate boyfriends to keep you a party," a boy sitting behind the previous girl butted in and Gingerboy's eyebrows furrowed.

"My fucking what now?" Gingerboy said with an angry tone and few of the girls glanced at each other.

"Come on. You're friends with every girl in school but haven't hit on a single one of them," the guy continued and Gingerboy was already clenching his fist. "So you must be a fag."

Gingerboy stood up, the chair falling behind him. Minjae grasped on his arm with both hands. "It's just a joke, it's a joke," she said fast, trying to hang on the arm with her full weight to prevent Gingerboy from moving.

Gingerboy swung the arm Minjae was holding, hitting her on the face as he did so. It made her fall to sit on the floor but Gingerboy didn't pay any attention to it as he climbed over the desks to smack the guy making the comments.

The guy fell from his chair and Gingerboy held him down by his shoulders to hit him but was soon flipped to the ground and received a bunch on punches instead.

Some of the girls were screaming at them to stop, too scared to break up the fight because they didn't want to get hurt. Gingerboy got back on his feet and so did the other guy. They continued grasping on each other's shirts and throwing punches here and there, not caring much about the direction of the fist as long as it hit the target.

"Hey!" a male voice yelled. Gingerboy was pushed away from the one he was fighting and he noticed another guy standing in front of him. By instinct his brain made it fist slow down, causing it to hit the chest of the one in front of him with only a little amount of force.

"Hoseok," Gingerboy breathed, staring at the face of his friend. Hoseok took his hand and started pulling him out of the classroom.

"So thats your b-" the guy he had been fighting started yelling at him but one of the girls told him to shut up.

Hoseok walked him far from the classroom and pushed him behind a corner where there weren't any people. Gingerboy leaned against the wall and breathed deeply.

"Do you want me to call Hyunwoo?" Hoseok asked, only trying to express his concern and not realizing he would trigger Ginger.

"What? Do you think he is my boyfriend too?" Gingerboy snapped and Hoseok instinctively took a step back.

"N-no, just... yes or no."

"No," Gingerboy looked away, trying to calm himself down because he knew he was overreacting for no reason. "How did you happened to come here?"

"I heard someone yelling 'Worldstar' at the hallway and somehow I just assumed..." Hoseok explained, still being wary of Gingerboy.

"That it was me, thanks a lot," Ginger still sounded mad.

"Is something wrong?" Hoseok's expression turned to a concerned one. Gingerboy couldn't answer because his attention switched on Minjae walking by them. She looked like she was crying and only at that moment he realized he had accidentally hit her.

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