HIDEOUT: LEE TAEYONG

7

soyoung

my eyes laid on a flock of students wearing the same glowing yellow uniform, all their heads turned around to face mine in sync. jungwoo entered, as nervous as i was. fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck my life. i swiftly hid behind jungwoo as all of them began to approach, making us stagger backwards.

"care to explain?" a tall black haired boy spoke steadily, cocking his eyebrow up and crossing his arms. i could tell.... he was already giving me donghyuck vibes! i looked at the ID he had around his neck, kim doyoung.

out of nowhere, donghyuck squished through the crowd. "jungwoo once again brought a fucking girl we barely know." he huffed, his eyes on mine, filled with hatred.

not this kid again.

"donghyuck let jungwoo explain." a brunette guy rolled his eyes, not gonna lie he was so attractive... like, excuse me how can someone be that handsome? desperately my eyes drawn down to his ID. jung jaehyun.

donghyuck rose an eyebrow and gave jaehyun a challenging look. "why? i have the rights to explain because i was with him, and as i told all of you fuckers shouldn't have given him permission to come with me outside. look at what situation we are at now."

a bubbly boy chuckled, his cheekbones were visibly popping off. "i mean like, this girl looks decent unlike somin and dahye." i wanted to thank him, but it wasn't the great timing. i looked at his name... mark lee.

the smallest person in the room slapped mark's chest. "not now dimwit." he said and could sense that no jokes were needed in this serious situation... moon taeil.

"mark's not wrong, she does look decent and pretty." a tall guy complimented, sending me a wink and bit his lips seductively, i subconsciously gave him a disgusted face... johnny suh.

"shut the fuck up no one thinks your charming johnny." donghyuck spat and johnny stayed unbothered, knowing deep inside that it was incorrect especially because it came out of donghyuck's mouth.

"shut up, let jungwoo explain, no one wants to listen to your high pitched voice anyway." a redhead viciously spat, he scowled and was absolutely infuriated. his man bun engrossed the crap out of me, it was very attractive... and what even made it more attractive was.. that he dyed his hair red. i blushed and curiously looked down his ID... nakamoto yuta. fuck he's japanese, he's fucking hot i must say.

i could tell donghyuck was quite frightened at what yuta said... seeing yuta's anger is donghyuck's weakness? "gomen nasai bitch." he hissed.

jungwoo had been silent the entire time, understandable... it was 7 against 2. "she needed help, i had to help her." jungwoo nervously explained.

doyoung sighed and scratched his forehead. "you know the rules jungwoo, why don't you just fucking follow the rules! is it that hard?" i wanted to defend jungwoo, but i felt like i had no rights to talk in this room.

"woah there buddy, don't make the baby upset." johnny said after noticing jungwoo's eyes that were covered with thick layers of tears.

"i have to admit, it's hard for jungwoo to just avoid helping someone... especially because he's too kind-hearted." jaehyun said, smiling warmly at jungwoo.

"at least i'm loyal to the rules, jungwoo is so fucking immature." donghyuck scoffed.

my jaw clenched as blood inside me began to boil. "at this situation i think being kind-hearted is better than being loyal to the dreadful rules your leader made." i retorted, immediately regretting it afterwards.

"shut up you have no rights to talk bitch." donghyuck stepped forward, taeil was fast enough to pull him back.

i seriously couldn't with this donghyuck anymore, he was so annoying and even the others thought so, i can see it on their faces. as much as i want to shut my mouth and talk as least as possible, i eagerly wanted to end donghyuck's existence right now.

"i can talk whenever i want, if you don't approve it then deal with it." jungwoo nervously gulped, he felt quite ashamed because it was his job to defend me, but right now i was defending him instead... and i'm not upset about it, i can bicker with donghyuck all day long.

before donghyuck could say something, the door slammed open, pausing our never-lasting argument.

"when the fuck is food coming?" two girls walked in, their heels clicking on the floor, deafening my ears.

donghyuck looked up and scoffed. "shut the fuck up somin, you impatient bitch."

i squinted my eyes, somin... it was the girl mark was talking about. she stood there like a model, her skirt was too short, it was exposing too much of her skin. does she find that comfortable.. even during this apocalypse?

"fuck off donghyuck." a friend of her spat, behind she stood... looking exactly like somin. i eyed her ID.... dahye. like a snap, her eyes were already on mine. "who the fuck is she?"

they joined our circle as jungwoo protectively grabbed my hand, blocking me away from all these ungrateful students... excluding some of them.

"jungwoo brought a girl we barely know." donghyuck explained for jungwoo.

"what the fuck? not you again jungwoo, all you make is disaster." somin huffed as her friend agreed by copying her, by huffing as well. "disaster, disaster, why can't we just kick you out like what we're gonna do with this bitch." she pointed at me, her finger inches away from my face and with my reflexes, i smacked it away. "don't fucking point at me with your nasty acrylic nails."

"look who's fucking talking." yuta scoffed and went up to somin. "don't forget you're the one jungwoo saved, the one who caused the mess... maybe if you and your friends didn't show up, chenle and jisung still would have been alive." he hissed, guilt drawn on her face and dreadful flashback ran through her head.

"don't mention those motherfuckers." donghyuck calmly said, his lips slowly curving into a frown. "or what? you're gonna cry like a baby?" yuta teased. again taeil held donghyuck back.

"so what about the past? what matters now is the present, and that is her! if he sees her she would be fucked, absolutely fucked!" somin secretly smiled, knowing how i would be "fucked" when he sees me... i bet it's the leader.

"just leave this with me and hyung." jungwoo said.

"she should be kicked out as soon as possible." dahye paused and cringed in fright. "look at her uniform, just look at this bitch's uniform!" she flinched back, the blood reflecting on her eyes.

"so what if she has a dwight uniform on? so what if she's a dwight student? what i've learned about being a sopa student is, all of us are just arrogant fuckers." jaehyun hissed, but that wasn't what dahye was focusing on.

"we meant the blood idiot! and it makes it even worst that she's from dwight. she looks like a rat living under the sewer." somin grumbled, kept grumbling about irrelevance alike her.

"at least i don't run around wearing high heels and short skirts, like what the fuck is this? a fashion show? and how are you gonna protect yourself from those monsters? with your gucci bag and pepper spray? good fucking luck with that." i sternly said, somin gasping as johnny and mark chortled loudly.

"my girl has a point!" johnny proudly said after laughing.

"oh my god i wanna end your existence." donghyuck sighed and glared at me. "i think she feels the same way with you dongfuck." yuta smiled widely, not amusing donghyuck... and it was here where it went chaos.

donghyuck flung himself on yuta, tugging his red hair as yuta fought back. the others tried to drag them away from each other, but it didn't succeed. and the next thing i remember was somin grabbing my hair, screaming like a maniac. "you better leave before i cut all your hair!" she said in a threatening way... but it didn't scare me at all.

"what the fuck is going on here?!" a dominant voice yelled sharply, so compelling that made everyone freeze.