Okay. This is it.
The day where a boy and his bully will be together.
Where the prey and the predator will hang out.
Like it's just nothing.
Is the prey happy?No. He's irritated. The predator?He seems nervous.
They both want this to end fast.
Their classes are finished and two are now walking together. They decided to do their project at Dowoon's.
Being alone with his bully, Dowoon calls it hell. Wonpil calls this karma.Punishment. Almost as same as Dowoon's.
"Umm..." Didn't Wonpil mentioned he hates awkward silence.
Dowoon rolled his eyes. He hated him this way, acting like he's shy. He wants to punch his bully right here but someone might see and call the police. Or Wonpil punch stronger than him...Well, not really. He looks skinny to beat him half to death. But you never know.
Wonpil decided to not continue. That's good because Dowoon doesn't want to talk. Even if he hates Wonpil - And so close to crush him down - he still has slight fear for the older. And he made him feel embarrassed about his voice and he doesn't want him to make fun of it again.
"Wait." Wonpil broke the silence between them. "Stat here, I'm just gonna get the materials" and he run to the store 3 feet away from them. Wonpil hurriedly grab his things from the store, afraid he might keep the latter waiting.
Wonpil went out of the store holding dozen of small colorful plastic bags full of styrofoam it looks like it's gonna burst out.
As they keep walking, Dowoon can see Wonpil struggling with what he's carrying. He's carrying two plastic bags with his one finger on each hand and the rest are pressed on his chest, carried with his arm on top of the other like a baby.
Some of the bags fell off of Wonpil's arms as they walk. Wonpil blushed as he bend down and pick them up. The silence is bothering him.
Dowoon notice that Wonpil's struggling picking up at the things, and he's not asking for help. He wants to keep walking and leave him alone there but he sighed and decided to help.
He picked up six of the plastic bags and hold three of it on each hand and Wonpil picked up the rest and shoot his hand on the hole and they both continue walking.
Wonpil looks up at Dowoon (He's surprised that someone younger than him, even if it's only a year less, is taller than him) and study his expression. He seems serious. Is he sad?Mad?Happy?He doesn't look happy at all.
But Wonpil is. He's happy that the latter helped him even if he bullied him. He's happy he acted nice after all those bad things that he told Dowoon.
Wonpil hopes things will get better when they reach their destination.
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