|PENTAGON'S Social Club|

|Chapter 1|:Friends?

~ring ring~

The loud school bell rang dismissing all the students from the school. The school day had ended. I waited for my 24 other classmates to leave the classroom. This was a precaution to avoid any interaction with them.I swung by backpack on me and headed to Mr.Jun to talk. When I approached Mr.Jun's desk he put down the book in his hands and looked at me.

"Excuse me Mr.Jun!" I whispered.

"Yes Reo, How can I help you?" Mr.Jun responded.

Mr.Jun took the glasses of his face and started to rub his eyes.

"Do you need any help? With anything?" I insisted.

Mr.Jun started to rub his chin. He sat up from his black rolling chair and walked to his nearby filing cabinet. He pulled the handle of the first drawer of many. He began shuffling inside the drawer.

"Aha!" Mr.Jun exclaimed.

He pulled out a manila file and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked curiously.

I opened the file folder and saw a piece of paper, it was a history worksheet.

"Could you make exactly 356 copies of that paper?" Mr.Jun asked.

"Sure." I responded.

"Thank you." Mr.Jun

Mr.Jun picked up his book and began to read it again. I took the piece of paper and pulled open the classroom door. I vaguely remembered where the copier room was. But I was lost in the halls of the school.I wandered the halls of the big school looking for any teacher or staff. The school was already very empty, expect for a man I saw down the hall. That's probably a teacher right? Desperate for the location of the copier room I sprinted for the distant person.

"HEY EXCUSE ME SIR!!!" I shouted down the hall desperately.

The guy quickly turned around and looked at me sprinting towards him. Once he turned around I noticed he wasn't a teacher. I started to freak out. I stopped running and just froze.

"Are you okay?" The male student said.

My hands began turning extremely clammy.

"I-i'm u-ummmm....." I stuttered.

"You look scared, are you hurt?" He asked. His face turned from confused to concerned.

"I-i'mmm......" I stammered. It was hard for me too catch a breath, so I started to hyperventilate. I fell to the floor and started to freak out.

The male student slowly approached me and started to rub my back. My breathing started to become even more labored. My heart beating very fast. I began having a nervous breakdown.

"Hey hey.....breathe..." He calmly said. He slowly stroked my back until my breathing became less intense. My heart rate went back to almost normal.

"Do you need help or something?" He asked.

I took a deep breath and gulped.

"Y-yes please?" I stuttered.

"Are you injuried?" He asked.

"N-no" I stammered.

"Do you need any medical help?" He asked with a serious tone.

"T-thanks but I'm fine really...." I said.

"You gave me a scare there I thought you had asthma or something!" He said and then smiled.

"I...." I stuttered.