"Y/N! Are you okay?" My friend asked me when I walked into homeroom. I look at her confused, before realizing. She's probably asking because my boyfriend and I broke up less than 24 hours prior.
"Yeah, I'm fine, why?"
"Y/EX/N Instagram post, didn't you see it?"
"No, what are you talking about? What happened?" I was genuinely concerned, even though I was the one to end the relationship. Before I could even take my phone out of my pocket, my friend had his Instagram account opened. His bio changed. It was today's date, with hearts next to it. I click on his most recent post, which was a picture of him and my best friend. Confused, I read the caption. Mine forever. I check the date, praying for an explanation for this. Posted 16 hours ago. I read the comments, hoping for this to be a joke.
@/bffusername
awee! i love you so much baby!
@/exfriendusername
u some kinda man whore? aren't u with that other bitch?
@/exusername
@/exfriendusername nah, we broke up earlier
It's not a joke.
I give my friend her phone back, in shock. I felt sick. At that very moment, the worst moment possible, my "best friend" walks into homeroom. I just stare at her, my mouth gaping open. She doesn't even bother to look at me because she's fully aware of how fucked up this situation is. The bell rings, signaling the start of first period. I don't pay attention to anything, nothing. I feel like I can't breathe. I feel someone sit in the empty seat next to mine, the one my other friend sat in before she moved away. I come back from my thoughts and take a quick glance at the person sitting next to me. He turns toward me, smiling brightly.
"Hi, I'm Seungmin." The boy says, still smiling. I was about to introduce myself in return, but I get a text. Actually, more like 56 texts. They're from my ex's best friend, who I really trust a lot.
Changbinnie <3:
*Hey Y/N. I'm so sorry that he did this to you.
*Did you check your DMs on Twitter?
*I tried to tell you as soon as I found out.
*He's been cheating on you for about a week...
*With Y/BFF/N.
*I'm so sorry. I'm here if you need anything.
*Stay strong, kiddo. <3
Y/N:
Hey, it's fine. I'm fine.*
Whatever.*
Thank you for telling me though.*
I shut my phone off and shove it into my bag. Suddenly remembering what I was doing, I turn to Seungmin.
"Sorry, about that, I'm Y/N. It's nice to meet you." I say politely. He smiles at me, and the bell rings, meaning that we have to go to second period. I gather my things and put them in my bag. I feel a tap on my shoulder before I'm able to leave. I turn around to see Seungmin, smiling shyly at me. "Hey, what's up?"
"Uh, I have no idea where I'm going. I have math next, in Room 201." He says, his cheeks turning bright red from embarrassment. I giggle at him.
"Oh, that's where I'm going, and there's no need for you to be so shy, I don't bite." I say, ruffling the boy's hair. He stands up, and that's when I notice how tall he is. Seriously, I don't know if this kid is freakishly tall, or if I'm just short. He walks with me to class and he sits next to me. Sitting in my seat, Y/BFF/N walks in, and I just look at her. She waves at me. I completely lose my shit when she walks up to me and starts talking.
"Hey, what's up? How are you?" She says happily. At that point, I'm literally sobbing.
"Please leave me alone for a bit." I say quietly in between sobs.
"What the fuck? What's wrong?" She questions angrily. She looks at me like I'm absolutely insane for even having emotions.
"Leave." I whimper. "Please..."
"No, what the fuck did I do to you?" She yells.
"Can you just please leave me alone right now?" I say weakly.
"Not until you tell me what the fuck I did to you." She says. At this moment, Seungmin gets back from speaking with the teacher. He sits in his seat and gets out his things for class. He hears how Y/BFF/N speaks to me. I don't know why, but he gets upset with it.
"I don't want to talk to you right now." I say quietly.
"I already told you, not unt-"
"Leave her alone." The voice next to me says.
"What are you going to do about it?" She retorts. He stands up quickly, as if he's going to hurt her. She leaves just as quick as she came. He sits back down, giggling.
"Thanks." I say, sniffling. "You weren't going to hurt her, were you?"
"No, I've never fought anyone in my life, nor do I plan on it. But she doesn't know that." He says, smiling. I smile. Things suck now, but with him here, they might be getting better.
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sorry this one was so short!!
