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chapter: noise

"I would do nothing," you reply clearly as everyone sits in confusion. Stumbled expressions surrounding you except for Taehyun, who didn't even turn to glance.

"Why would you do nothing? Wouldn't you feel more comfortable telling him about your feelings?" the teacher continues as you start to daydream about childhood memories related to your real dad.

"I don't know..." you said as the reason still hadn't popped into your thoughts.

"Okay...who else wants a go?" he says walking side-to-side at the class front. 

You look to your right as you catch the new student eyeing you. You look at him and he looks at you but then he looks away, so you look away too.

"What the hell was that?" you thought to yourself as you quietly move to the edge of your chair, away from the transfer that's making you feel weird. "What's up with all the weird boys today, they just seem to be coming to me," you say in your head as you peer at Taehyun who has his head in a book. "A nerd?" you thought swiftly as you ignore him and listen to your step-dad once again.

+x+

It was the schools first lunch break of the year and you wanted to be surrounded by noise, loud noise. You couldn't take any more of the quiet awkwardness with the transfer, who is so quiet you could barely breathe because the only sound between you two was the audio of your loud sighs.

"Hey, wanna go see the other transfers??" Lala asks as you stand on the pole outside your classroom and feel tired.

"I think I've had enough of transfers for one day, I'm going to noise," you reply to her walking away in a trance.

"Noise? What do you mean?" Lala asks you as you're already walking towards large groups of people.

"I'M GOING TO NOISE!" you scream to her, losing yourself in the crowd.

Although you were surrounded by loudness and endless chatters, you could barely hear any of it, it was hurting your ears. As you trip over your own feet many times, you couldn't take this much noise. "I need to go somewhere quiet..." you thought, with the regret of thinking to sit in the middle of a loud crowd, willingly.

"Ouch!" you yelp like a puppy as a familiar face stands on your toes.

"I'm sorry," he says, kneeling immediately to your feet, holding your ankle with his palm.

"Are you okay?" he asks with a luring and off-putting voice.

"I-I'm fine," you move your foot away from him and attempt to walk away, forgetting about the incident.

"Hey!" he grabs your shoulder and pulls your arm back, making you meet his eyes.

"W-what!?" you yell surprised and shook.

"Are you sure your foot isn't sore? Let me take you to the sickbay." the guy suggests with a wide and eerie smile, making you feel shaky and awkward.

"N-no it's fine, real-" you say before he grabs you by the wrist, dragging you behind the school's library.

"Let me go, please!" you say as your heart only begins to beat faster. Your mind appears blank, your chest feels stuffy and your eyes look watery.

"Please let me go," you ask quietly and vulnerable.

"You're a little pretty girl, ain't you?" the stranger says holding your hands against the wall, brushing his nose against your cheek.

"A pretty little girl..." he whispers in your ear as water tumbles down your cheek with speed.

"P-please..." 

You hold your eyes shut tight and don't think to open them until he lets you go.

"I can't do anything, I'm so fucking useless," you think to yourself as he breathes under your chin.

You continue to cry only to hear some other guys voice, except this time, a familiar voice, a secure and safe voice, for you.

"Let her go," he says as your wrists become less suffocated and freer.

"Piss off will you?" the guy breathing among your cheek says as he stares at your earing that is the shape of an 'X'.

"Rose-bud, you're in trouble...but you didn't call me. I'm sad!" the other voice says as you open your eyes gradually to see the tall bunny-boy stand a couple of feet away. 

"How embarrassing," you thought. 

"Hey! Did you hear me, I said let her go," Binnie? repeats pointing his finger to the back of this strangers head.

The pervert frees you from his arms and turns around as you rub your wrists rapidly.

"Little boy, leave me be, I'm just helping this girl with her foot,"

"Little boy? I'm nearly 19!" the bunny says with an enthusiastic yet serious expression.

"And if you're helping her with her foot, why are you holding her against the wall and smelling her neck?!" the naive kid asks.

"You stupid girl," another voice says harshly from behind.