✔️ Little Sunshine Boy (Seungjin)

eleven✖️seungmin

My first day was shit, that was no secret. But it was nothing compared to the second day. A lot happened in that second day that I was not anticipating or ready for at all.
I walked onto the bus stop, hands in my hoodie pockets and my head tilted towards the ground. The bus driver smiled at me and then waved at me.
"Seungmin, isn't it?" he asked and I nodded slowly, pausing as he took another breath, getting ready to say something. "How was your first day?"
And this is where being a good liar comes into play.
"It was great. I met some new friends and I basically get along with everyone!" I chirped happily, but behind my fake smile lied a very unhappy frown. Sure, I did make some friends, but not everyone liked me, very apparently.
He smiled a little more and then nodded.
"I'm glad everyone's being nice to you," he then waved me back and I sat in the seat Jeongin was supposed to be sitting in. Unfortunately, he wasn't there.
I rode to school on that bus without talking or looking at anyone. I felt so insecure, unsafe, out of place without Jeongin by my side. I felt lost.
When we arrived, I speed-walked into the school, clutching the straps of my backpack very tightly as I sped away. I didn't want to be caught up with those other kids. Again, I felt very out of place without my friends by my side to almost guide me.
When I arrived inside though, the first thing I saw was my friend who had missed the bus. He was standing at his locker with his head facing downwards and a very oversized hoodie on his frame. He didn't dress like this the day before. He didn't have a hoodie on at all yesterday, it didn't really seem like him. I guess I had only known him for one day, but I felt that something was definitely off.
"Hey, Jeong-" I stopped when I finally got a look at his face. He was all bruised up with a bandaid across his nose and a big one across his cheek, not to mention the black, purplish color around his right eye.
"What the fuck happened to you?" I asked, approaching him. He looked up at me for a split second before quickly looking away.
"A-Ah.. nothing, Seungmin. No need to worry," he said gently.
No need to worry?! You're standing there with a black eye and a bunch of bandaids and cuts on you and you tell me not to worry?!
"It's a little too late not to worry," I told him, crossing my arms across my chest.
"Really, it's no big deal," Jeongin whispered, putting away his stuff before closing his locker door. He turned to face me, but didn't dare look up.
"Jeongin, I'm your friend. I may have only known you for like.. a day, but I'll help you out if you need anyone to talk to, for real," I told him softly, stepping forward, to which he flinched away at.
I used to do that same thing back at my old school. And when I was at my old school, I wouldn't look up at anyone after a beating. It seemed to all lock into place after a few minutes of thinking about it and I looked at him sadly.
"Jeongin... A-Are you... getting bullied?" I asked him gingerly and the next thing I knew, he had his arms wrapped around me and was sobbing into my shoulder. And of course, I had my arms around him. I've been in his place before, and I knew what he must be going through.
No one was there to help me through my pains for a very long time, so I was determined to help Jeongin overcome these bullies once and for all.
No friend left behind.

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A/N:
poor baby dolphin

Stay Cool 😎

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