𝐓𝐁𝐙 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

58 - Hyunjae (Part 2)

4.12.18
genre: fluff
HYUNJAE- requested by seoktxan
length: 2 part
P.O.V: 1st & reader insert
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Lunch time.

The period I was awfully dreading.

The time where I wanted to become invisible.

The place where I least wanted to be.

It was a horrendous experience. All friend groups were huddled together at separate tables like some cliché high school story. I didn't want to live through this like in a movie. "Ugh..." I grouchily grumbled. I stood in line, waiting impatiently for my turn to get the food.

The food wasn't that bad. It looked decent upon inspection, and didn't seem poisoned like stereotypical school foods. Everyone else was enjoying it as well. At least the food wasn't terrible. I grabbed silverware and a cup of water, balancing all of them onto my metal tray.

God was my balance bad.

You could probably what happened next.

I teetered back and forth like an unstable chair, my legs wobbling as I tried not to let my food or drink spill. I watched the tray only, stupidly not able to alert myself of my surroundings. Someone crossed my path, and I collided right into them. Yelping and shifting my legs to straighten myself, I ended up stepping on the other person's foot.

"Ow!" They seethed in pain. Surprised, I leapt back, causing my tray to fly backwards out of my grasp. My eyes grew as large as the moon if it was doubled its original size. I spun on my heels, facing the girls from my first period class that had gossiped about Hyunjae. Oh shoot... With anxious upturned eyebrows and a glance up and down, I noticed the gigantic splotch of soup trickling down her dazzling white dress.

The entire cafeteria fell silent.

Even the girls were stunned into silence.

Finally one of her friends spoke, "Um, what do you think you're doing?"

I stammered, unable to find the right words to defend myself. "I ran into that person-" I whipped around but found myself standing in front of an empty space. Where did they go? I frowned. Now it seemed like I was making up excuses. What do I do?

"Stop lying, bastard."

A rough hand gripped my shoulder as a rather annoyed and distressed voice rang in my ear. I was swiveled around so I could lock eyes with the girl in front of me. "Sarang, go easy on her. After all, it seems like she's from the dumpster," One of her minions cackled. I lowered my head. I knew it was my clothes...

Sarang, the girl with the spoiled dress, continued to growl at me. "You ruined my one and only Gucci white dress. GUCCI. Can you even spell that? Do you know what it is? It's a store with clothes that are UNFIT FOR YOU." She pressed her finger into me every time she emphasized a word or phrase. I staggered back.

"Sorry! I really didn't mean it!" I squeaked, voice cracking out of terror. I knew of their power and the authority they withheld. But where were the teachers? What were the cafeteria ladies doing? "Then find me the person that you bumped into. Then maybe I'll count it as a simple misunderstanding~" Sarang took a strand of my hair, curled it around one of her fingers, then yanked it.

I screamed in pain. Where were the adults?!

I spotted one in the corner of my eye. I waved to them pleadingly, but to my horror, they were smiling at the scene in front of them. Did they support this? Bullying the weak and the inferior? I felt like sobbing, but I knew that would count as losing this fight. But if I don't surrender now, what would they do to me further?