GTFO

Chap 10: A New Friend

"Look! It's him."

Jaemin turned around to find a bunch of guys staring at him, whispering to one another.

What's going on?

He glanced at Jeno, who had insisted on walking with him to the cafeteria.
His furrowed brows hinted anger, his face incapable to mask his emotions.
With quick footsteps they rushed towards the cafeteria, still unknowedged of what was going on.

At the cafeteria, he felt a hundred more pairs of eyes looking in his direction.

Jisung hesitantly made his way towards them, and asked Jaemin, "Are you okay..?"

Jaemin looked at him with a confused look on his face, his eyes fearful of what Jisung's question meant. Jeno, on the other hand was glaring at the nervous boy.

"You.. don't know..?" Jisung's expression changed from concern to pity. He looked at the brown haired boy and contemplated whether he should tell him.

Jeno, who was sitting beside Jaemin, slid his arm around Jaemin's waist and pulled him closer to him. There was no way he was going to let that blond boy steal Jaemin from him. Jaemin's face flushed pink at this sudden action.

Jisung frowned, but spoke "You were.. raped?" As his words entered Jaemin's ears, Jaemin was panic-stricken. Jeno was also wearing a shocked look on his face.

Those were the last words he expected to hear from Jisung's mouth.
"How.. did you know..?" He whispered, his voice shaky. He felt Jeno grab his hand and giving it a small squeeze.

Jisung whipped out his phone almost instantly and played the video which Jaemin never wanted to see again. He buried his head in Jeno's chest, unable to control his sobs.

"THAT MOTHERFUCKER DIDN'T DELETE IT?" Jeno's voice thundered, his bloodshot eyes scaring Jisung out of his wits.

"I-I-I really d-don't know, b-but I think everyone recieved this v-video."

Jaemin's sobs grew louder as he buried his head deeper. He wanted to do nothing but to disappear. He felt his body grow numb, his mind was spinning. Why did I believe him?

"Are you okay?" Jeno's voice was soft. The complete opposite of what he sounded like a minute ago.
Nodding, Jaemin got up. His head felt heavy and he wanted to just sleep his emotions away. His thoughts were interrupted when the bell rang, signalling that school was going to start in 30 minutes.

Can I just ditch the lessons? But, it is my first day..

He turned around, coming face to face with Jeno, who was tailing behind him.

"Do you have any lessons with me?"

They both went to their lockers to get their timetables, which were unfortunately on different floors, Jaemin's being on the 3rd, while Jeno's on the 1st. Jeno had insisted on coming with him, but Jaemin refused, wanting some time alone to think.

Avoiding eye-contact with everyone, he staggered up the stairs. Breathing a sigh of relief on making it to his locker without anyone bothering him, he opened it. However, his luck was short-lived as someone stuck their hand in his pants. Turning around rapidly and moving backwards due to shock, he banged his back on the lockers.

"You have a nice body." A guy with orange hair, who he had never seen before, smirked. He moved closer to Jaemin and set his hands beside both sides of the boy's head, keeping him from escaping. Jaemin had a horrified look on his face as the boy leaned in.

Before their lips could touch, someone had grabbed his orange hair and pulled it backwards, causing him to stumble and groan. The boy who helped him grabbed Jaemin's hand and ran downstairs, all the way to the first floor.