Sincerely | NCT Yuta

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I twisted my head and surprise, surprise, I saw Yuta grinning from ear to ear. "What in the world are you so happy about." I asked, irritated and glanced around, wary of the stares and glances we were getting.

"Good morning to you too, Pup." He ignored me. "Hey, don't look at them. Look at me." He noticed me looking elsewhere and tilted my face to meet his.

But oh gosh, I swear I felt like I was about to combust. His face was so near to mine.

I then swiftly picked his fingers of my chin and peeled his arms off my shoulder before I allowed myself to get flustered. I took a step back and placed my hands on my hip, "Okay, listen up. Rule number one: Stay at least 100 meters away from me to avoid trouble-"

"Oh try me. Trouble's my middle name." He cut me off, giving a smug smile.

I rolled my eyes and continued, "Rule 2: Follow rule 1. Rule 3: Follow rule 2. That's all, you're dismissed."

But instead of walking away, Yuta tilted his head, as if not I just spoke an unknown language. I sighed, I didn't want to explain myself again.

"Look, I've told you before, I'm despised at this school. It won't look good for you to stick near me all the time." I explained.

Just as I was about to walk away, someone shouted, "Hey murderer! Is he your next victim?" Before another joined in, "Nah, I think he's that slut's new toy." They snickered with their friends as my fist tightened and stomach lurched, holding back my urge to retaliate.

Yuta gave a quick glance at them before turning back to me. "You don't have to comfort me. I'm fine." I said as I took a deep breath and quickly turned my frown into an unstable smile, all while blinking back my hot tears.

Yuta just kept staring at me. As if he was unsure what to do. His hands took mine for a moment. But I shook them off. He continued staring at me.

I could no longer stand the tension. I ran away. I ran to the janitor's closet, my common hide-out. My breath uneven and hasty. All while my hot, pitiful and furious tears came gushing out.

I felt so vulnerable then. I didn't know why. It was as if fog covered my minds.

I felt extremely weak. I didn't know why. It was as if my mind couldn't understand any emotions that I felt.

I normally didn't mind their taunts. Why did I care so much then? I think I know why. Uncertain but clearer.