Baekhyun's POV:
It was time to open up to my brother about what I've been keeping to myself for a while. Chanyeol did push me into a street which got me ran over, but there was something else.
A grudge I could not let go of.
He pranked me in front of our whole elementary school.
FLASHBACK...
"Yah! Baekhyun I have to tell the something at recess! Okay? Be there under the monkey bars. Bye bye!" Chanyeol yelled out across the room as he ran into the restroom.
I smiled brightly with a tingling feeling in my stomach, giving me that butterfly feeling.
I like Chanyeol and I wanna be with him but my parents think being gay is disgusting. I completely disagree.
It was recess and I skipped over to the monkey bars in the discolored wood chips that varied in color and in size.
I stared at the ground playing with the hem of my shirt as I thought of all the things Chanyeol could be telling me.
Suddenly, I felt something touch my right shoulder. I turned to look who was there and it was Chanyeol and a group of people. I looked at them with shock.
'Why were there so many people? I thought Chanyeol had to tell me something? I'm so confused.'
"Everyone! This is the gay kid that thinks I'll like him back! Hahaha!!!" Chanyeol yelled aloud in front of my whole class.
I didn't know what to do so I just stood there astonished by Chanyeol's actions. But, as I stood there I felt Chanyeol push me to the ground. He kicked me, punched me, and slapped me to the point I had bruises and broken body parts. I cried trying to wipe my tears, but it hurt to move my arms.
Everyone was laughing at me in agony. I didn't know what to do. I just stayed quiet until an adult came and talked to Chanyeol.
He gave me a glare and so did everyone else. I couldn't think nor could I move. I could barely breathe.
At the end of the day, I limped outside to the front gate with stares piercing through me. But then I felt a hand touch my shoulder again and of course, it was Chanyeol.
My temper rose and I didn't know what had overpowered me, but I was able to move my arms and I ended up swinging my arm at Chanyeol. I knocked him to the ground and I was now on top of him. His nose was bleeding while he was screaming and I was yelling and punching.
People tried to stop me but I just pushed them off. I continued to hit Chanyeol until my teacher came. She pulled me off and told me to come into the office and tell her why I did that. I just obeyed and left Chanyeol somewhat lifeless.
Ever since that day I was called "The Mean Baekhyun." People feared me but I didn't mind. They deserved to be afraid. Because that could've been them. On the ground. Blood smeared onto the pavement. Broken noses. Everything. But I didn't regret a thing...
End of flashback...
"So that's why you hate him? Cause he hurt you physically, verbally, and emotionally?" Sehun asked me cutely.
"Yeah. And I do not want you to go down the same road that I went through. It hurts. A lot...."
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Nerd // Chanhun
FanfictionSehun. Definition of being a nerd. Chanyeol. Definition of being popular. What would happen if those two definitions collided? Would it create a new word? Or would it ruin the two?