xiaojun's pov
he walked out because he couldn't handle the memories that that nickname brought him. he snapped at lucas because he had to keep his cold facade when in reality, that wasn't who he was. he was just a tortured, traumatised soul with a bad past.
without realising it, he started tearing up. he was sitting on a bench in the quad of the school, tearing up over his past with no one to calm him down. unknowingly, he was actually willing to let someone into his life before completely shutting them out again.
"dejun, dejun-ah, where are you"
the said boy snapped out of his trance and looked up to see a frantic hendery looking up and down the field for him. you could only imagine the wave of relief that washed over him.
dejun was shocked to say the least. shocked that someone actually cared enough to look almost everywhere to find him, after all he had been around people who never acknowledged his existence all his life.
"de-dejun... is that you! oh thank god i found- JESUS YOU LOOK A MESS" dejun rolled his eyes while feeling his heart do a little thing. hendery sat down next to him and gave him the warmest embrace ever.
and then he did it.
he broke down in hendery's arms. for a few minutes the only thing that could be heard was hendery's soothing words and the muffled, choked sobs of dejun.
the bell rang. 'thank god for the hall pass' hendery thought before focusing on the smaller boy in his arms. "hey dejun, the first class is over. wanna go back" he received a small 'yeah' from dejun back.
CHAPTER 3 FINISH
this book has too much eurovision i cant-
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