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•🥀GOOD MEETS BAD .3🥀•
"You're under arrest!"
"M-Me??"
"Yes! For trespassing!"
"But it was him—" Wonpil looked to his left to see the troublesome boy was no longer there with him. He ditched him to run away from the police. Wonpil was just his the distraction.
"You're off to jail. Don't do the crime if you can't do the time. It's all to simple." Everything came crashing down for the boy.
His mother or father didn't bail him out and he was stuck with a bunch of other delinquents.
Later in life he became nobody. He didn't go to college and he even skipped school.
He was a mess.
All because of Yoon Dowoon.
The buzzing sound of the alarm clock woke the boy out of his horrendous nightmare. He shot up and let out deep breathes, scared from his terrible dream. He looked at his clock and saw 6:15 in bold. He sighed and got out of bed, and off to the shower.
He switched on the faucet and let the warm water run as he got undressed, his nightmare still lingering in his mind. The boy shuddered at the thought of it and entered the shower to be welcomed by the warm touch of the water, gently hitting his skin.
The boy's mind soon wandered off to yesterday's events and shuttered from the memory of him being held back by Dowoon.
"I'll see you at school pretty boy."
"I sure hope not...I hope I don't see him at all..."
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Wonpil entered the school, the fear of running into the boy was still there but he did his best to get it off of his mind. He greeted back his fellow classmates who waved or called out to him, a bright smile taking over his face.
Everything was good so far. Wonpil walked over to his locker and dialed in his combination and opened his locker to get his books for class. He felt at ease, knowing Dowoon hadn't showed up at all.
Maybe he was in the clear.
"What was I scared of? It's a fairly big school...he won't find me..right?" Wonpil shrugged and closed his locker, and was ready to head to class.
"Wrong." He jolted at the voice and turned to see it was his nightmare come true. Wonpil closed his eyes for a few seconds hoping to see the boy gone when he opened them, but to his luck, he was still there.
"What do you want..."
"I said I'd see you again right?"
"H-How'd you find my locker.."
"I have a few resources, but don't worry about that. You look cute." Wonpil studied the smirk on the boy's lips and felt his heart pounding again. He feared the boy but he was a bit curious as well.
"Thanks..."
"What's up with all the books."
"I have class and you do too so I think it's best that you attend them."
"I'd rather not. I'd like to see better things." Wonpil couldn't help but feel curious when he said 'better things'. What could be better then receiving education to move on to a higher stage in life?
"Like..what?"
"You'd have to see for yourself baby. You should come with me."
"Come with you..where?"
"You'll see when we get there. That is, if you're coming."
"I-I can't...I shouldn't..I have class..I need to get to my class.."
"That's too bad...I was hoping you'd come..oh well. I'll just be going now. It's not like there's anything interesting out there. Everything is here in your little classroom right?" Dowoon winked at the boy before turning on his heel to walk off.
Wonpil knew he was supposed to stay and that he should stay in school, go to his classes and finish his day of school, but something told him to go with the mischievous boy.
Something about him intrigued him. He didn't know what but he wanted to find out.
"Wait!" He saw the boy stop in his tracks and look back on him, waiting for his response.
