✨Opposites (Rochan ~SF9~)✨

Bullied

Rowoon's POV:

We get to school and Chani quickly hops out of the car. I jump out and follow him.

"Where do you think you're going?"

He glances up at me, "To class."

I roll my eyes, "Y'know, you could stay and talk to me and my group. You seem pretty cool."

Chani stares at me. "Are you talking to someone else? 'Cause I'm, like, the opposite of cool."

"So.... You're hot?"

"Wha- NO!" Chani turns bright red. "I really need to go." He starts running towards the school building, and I start to follow, but the bus shows up and soon I'm lost in the crowd.

I sigh and head to Math class. Chani will be there.

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I sit down in class and pull out my books. The bell rings and neither Chani, nor the lovebirds show up. What the hell? Inseong would never miss class without a really good excuse, Jaeyoon would be here with Inseong, since they're a packaged deal.

I start taking notes, and worrying big time. Inseong would never miss class on purpose.

There's a knock on the door and Ms Lee opens it, has a word with the person, and turns to me.

"Rowoon, you're needed in the guidance counselors office. You're excused for the rest of class."

I nod and stand up, grab my books and leave the room. I find myself face-to-face with Minjun, the kid Dawon tripped up the stairs. Whoops.

"Upstairs bathroom, now. Chani's in some pretty bad shape." Minjun tells me, and walks away.

I take off down the hallway, no longer caring about anything. I grab a First Aid kit from the wall and stop at the door, breathing. I walk in and see Chani standing in front of the mirror, wiping blood from his lips. I rush over to him, and he jumps.

"H-" Chani begins.

I cut him off by grabbing his face and looking at all of the injuries. His lip is split open and bleeding, there's bruises across his jaw, and another on his forehead. 

I close my eyes and feel my anger boil up. I take a deep breath, "Sungmin." 

"Yes." Chani whispers. He sounds like he's going to cry.

I open my eyes an start pulling things out from the First Aid kit. I lay them across the counter and start cleaning. I find this angle difficult to work at, as he's so short.I sit on the sink and pull Chani over.

"Okay, work with me here." I tell him.

I pull him onto my lap so he's facing me and he gasps. "Rowoon!"

"What?" I reply, as I finish cleaning his lip.

"Y-You- I'm- I'm sitting on your lap!" He stutters.

"I noticed." I say as I grab some liquid stitches and pour a line of it across the cut. "Don't move."

He frowns, but doesn't move so the stitches will dry. I get an idea. I move like I'm going to fall off the sink and Chani gasps, throwing his arms around my neck. His face gets really close to mine.

I smirk and laugh at him.

"What?" He demands.

"I wasn't really going to drop you, y'know... But this is a nice position."

Chani blushes and tries to get off me, but I hold him in place. "Oh come on, Rowoon! I have too get to class!"

"Oh please, you're not going to class now. There's about five minutes left."