Heayuks' POV
A week or so has gone by, Soekjin has putting up with the same behaviour. I wonder why . What happened to the Soekjin who was my friend, my first love? What happened to the guy who baked biscuits with me? The guy who I went to the fun fair with? Was it all a lie? Tell me, Kim Soekjin.
"Hey, nerd , dared to show your face here again even after I told you need to didn't you? You pathetic waste of space." Soekjin halts my train of thoughts . His words pierce my my heart like shards of glass. Tears start to prick my eyes . No mustn't, I can't show any signs of weakness in front of him. "Aww you can't handle it can you? You going to cry to your mummy, loser?" He taunts. "No I am actually sad that you can't come up with any other insults except that pathetic one" I blurt out, followed by 'oohs' and gasps. Soekjins' eyes widen his mouth hangs open with shock. The other members of his little posse mirror his actions.
The one who looks to be the youngest of the lot whispers something into his ear and he seems to disagree, really disagree with him. Soekjin turns towards me and makes to punch me but a voice interrups " Oi, brat what do you think are you doing?" It's Mr. Ackerman, no one dares to mess with the physics teacher. "I saw your little attitude towards Heayuk here . That includes your gang of twats as well. Detention, Mr. Kim and your lot , come see me after school." With that, he walks away from us just as the bell rings. I collect my books hurriedly, now I am late for class. Thanks loads, Kim Soekjin.
