√ mask on | lee haechan

05

You walked to your class as usual through the back door. You sighed, slamming your bag on the table. "Ya, what happened to your face?" Renjun freaked out, attracting the whole class's attention.

You glared at them, jaw clenching "What are you looking at?!" Immediately, they scrambled back to their books. You rolled your eyes and rummaged your bag, taking out cream to treat the cut yourself.

Jaemin took away the cream "let me do it" He takes the cream and uses a cotton bud to apply the cream on your cheek. You got flustered, and you held your breath.

All of sudden, Haechan snatched away the cream and slammed it onto your palm. "She can do it herself. She's not a baby." He huffed, returning to his seat as he put his head down on the table, facing the other way.

"What's wrong with him," Jeno snickered. You rolled your eyes, mentally thanked him for surviving you from a mini heart attack caused by Jaemin.

You continued applying the cream on your cut. The teacher comes in, and as a routine, you lie your head on the desk, staring at the back of Haechan's head and fell into dreamland.

"We really need to make them study." Jeno whispered to Jaemin, "Yeah, we should,"

After the classes ended, you quickly packed your things. "Hideout?" Jeno asked you, and you just nodded, "Sure."

After school ended, you didn't crash at the hideout straight away, instead, you went to a convenience store. You had a medium-size black bag slung on your shoulder and a black cap to hide your face from the CCTV.

"Welcome," the worker greeted you casually. You nod at her, immediately head to a certain aisle, grabbing some chocolates, candies, instant food, and a few bottles of mineral water. You secretly peeked at the worker, you smirked as the girl working busily touching up her makeup.

You stuffed them all in your black bag, and you lowered your cap.

You fastened your pace and ran right after you exit the store. It isn't your first time stealing food from the store, the owner seemed clueless about it. Your hands rested on your kneecaps, as you stopped in front of your house, catching breaths.

You turned the doorknob, only to find it oddly locked. You tried again but to no avail. Your head shot up as you heard screamings, "DAD NO! THOSE ARE YOOJIN'S! " Your eyes widened recognizing it was Jisung.

You prayed hard that your dad isn't hurting him until you heard glasses crashed.

Heart thumping, you quickly ran to the kitchen, smashing the windows and ran in, "JISUNG!" You yelled as you saw Jisung lied down on the cold floor, face frightened and bloodied.

In front of him, stood your dad with his belt in hands.

Your dad turned to you. "GIVE ME THE FUCKING MONEY" You took a glance at Jisung who's shaking his head vigorously and you noticed your piggy bank being hugged tightly in his arms.

His tears fell uncontrollably, "Noona..." he whimpered, calling you so you can secure him.

Your father got mad as you didn't respond to him, he pulled Jisung by his school shirt collar. Jisung grunted in pain, "MONEY OR THIS KID SUFFERS!" he shouts.

You gulped, licking your dry lips, "Jisung, give the piggy to dad." You urged him, eyes assuring him that he'll be okay.

Jisung didn't move. The piggy still in his arms, hugging it tightly. It got on your dad's nerves, he threw the poor crying boy on the floor.

Your dad hovered the little boy, attacking the kid with his punches, "DAD STOP! " you cried as you tried to pry him off Jisung, but you aren't that strong. He shoved you to the floor but you gathered your energy to stop your dad again.

"JISUNG GIVE THAT DAMN PIGGY TO DAD!!" You yelled, crying. You heard Jisung sobbed. "PLEASE JISUNG!" you pleaded, still trying to fight your dad who's still beating Jisung.

Jisung finally let go of the piggy and immediately it went in your dad's hand. "UNGRATEFUL BASTARDS." he cursed as he pushed you away which made you fall on the floor, crying, worrying about Jisung.

Your dad left your room, leaving the two of you crying.

You saw Jisung coughing, and he took a glance at you, giving off a small smile before he passed out, too tired. You cried as you crawled to the boy, hugging him for his dear life.

It was the first time your dad attacked Jisung, and you are afraid there will be more. You caressed his hair softly, trying to calm your cries.

"PARK YOOJIN, DELIVERY TIME" that man shouts again from the living room. You quickly settle Jisung on the mattress as you runs to the living room, leaving the black bag contains of what you stole in the room with Jisung.

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