The Rogue||Choi Yeonjun

Chapter 2; Captive

Yeonjun examined the guy from head to toe. He had burgundy purple hair and the color of his eyes was somewhere between grey and black and so, it gave his eyes a profound depth. You could stare at them for hours and not get tired. Harry Potter glasses rested on his nose and below them, his cupid bow was heavenly when paired with his soft plump lips. The boy shifted his body towards Yeonjun as soon as he noticed his presence and uttered a 'huh?' asking what he wanted.

Yeonjun was startled at first because he was lost in examining him but as soon as he realized that he was on Earth, he replied,

"Oh, I'm a new student here." He walked up to him.

"The teacher told me to introduce myself to the President." He pointed at the empty seat behind the table.

"Oh, She went to talk to the principal just a while ago." The boy put the files down.

"She should've come back by now." 

Yeonjun mouthed an 'oh' and ran out of the office.

"Hey, wai-" The boy wanted him to wait until she came back but he was already gone.

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"I haven't seen such a handsome guy in like, forever." He thought with a baffled face.

"He's so distracting, shit." 

Being attracted by a guy, like that, was surprising for Yeonjun and he thought himself crazy but brushed off the thought as he went back to his class.

The day ended just like that and no one batted an eye to the fact that a student wasn't wearing the uniform. It frustrated Yeonjun so much that he decided to wear the uniform tomorrow anyway. If it was the school's trick to get students disciplined, it worked perfectly fine.

The only problem was that spending a day without mischief wasn't sitting right for Yeonjun, so he had another scheme planned out.

The next day he woke up even before the sun came out and got ready for school and as he put on the uniform, he found it surprisingly suiting him to the point that he looked like he was going for a high school Kdrama shoot. He narcissistically pushed back his hair and posed in the mirror.

"I'm a handsome guy too, you know." He said as he remembered the boy from yesterday. His eyes were still fresh in his memory.

He put on his backpack, made his way out of the house, and reached school.

The gates were opened and no one had arrived till now.

"Perfect." He thought as he ambled inside. 

"What am I supposed to do now?" He thought as he looked around, scratching the back of his head.

Mischief ran wild in his blood but he couldn't find a way to implement it. He bit his lips in frustration and decided to go around the school to find something to do as he went around. 

Suddenly, it hit him. The staffroom was bound to give him something valuable to mess with and so he went to the A-grade staffroom. He made his way through the hallway and stopped in front of the door. He rubbed his palms together, laughing evilly inside. 

He sauntered towards the door as several ideas cooked inside his mind but as soon as he stepped inside, someone captured him in a sac, trapping him and was thrown to the ground. He grunted with pain as he received a kick from someone standing outside the sac.

"YouthGate can do anything to win, huh?" Growled a boy.

Yeonjun couldn't make out anything of the situation and was vexed at the person who kicked. It was enough to trigger the shit out of him and resultantly, he started to kick and move violently to free himself of the grip. He tossed and kicked around. The captor clicked his tongue before he hit Yeonjun's head with a baseball bat knocking him of his conscious. The hit wasn't hard enough to make him pass out. He was still able to make out something of the moment. He was being dragged to a room and as soon as they entered, another person locked the door who seemed to have been there the entire time, just not revealing their presence. His body was put on a chair and the guy sat in front of him. The other entity pulled the cloth off him

His eyes couldn't adjust to the change of lightning, so he squinted his eyes before the cons performed their function and his eyes were finally able to see.

The 'kidnapper' gasped as he saw Yeonjun's face. The mysterious companion raised his brow at him, questioning his reaction. As Yeonjun's eyes adjusted properly, he realized that the guy was the one in the president's office yesterday and the person beside him was a girl with her arms crossed behind her back and she had a poker face. Her presence was very intimidating, her black hair exaggerating it. She had a slim and slender figure and a face that seemed void of emotions and feelings. She stood in a way that screamed 'authority'; someone who seemed to have been a queen in her past life.

"I think we caught the wrong person." The boy murmured to the girl.

"Yeah, no shit." Yeonjun stood up from the chair, brushing off dust from his sleeves.

"But why are you so early?" The boy questioned.

"I was, umm-" Yeonjun tried to come up with an excuse.

"Sit back down." The girl ordered and Yeonjun immediately sat back down.

Her orders couldn't be denied because her voice had this commandment within it that couldn't be challenged.