>hello, princess

~chapter 2~

Seungmin p.o.v

At lunch I sat alone watching the new guy. What was his name? Ehm... Hyu- Hyunjin!

He already made more friends, than I ever had. He was popular, especially in our class. I wish I would be like him. Though I don't want to be a bully. Maybe it's better how it is.

Even though this dude was an asshole, I couldn't stop looking at him. Why are people, who are so handsome, so awful?

I put my head on my hands and continued watching him and the others. There were a lot of tables and different groups of people sitting around them. These groups are always the same. Everyone was in one of them. Well, except for me. I never was in any group or gang. And to be honest I never want to be. I don't think that here are any nice people I want to be friends with. They are all little beasts and they know it. The thing what bothers me about most of the people here is, that they are all the same. One is starting something and the rest followed the "trend". So it all started with this bullying. A guy in my class, I think his name was Bomin, made fun of me, after he knew, that my mum and I were almost broke. He started getting attention with those words and other people began to made fun of me as well. After that, someone began to punch me because of that. They just needed a victim and I was a perfect one.

I snatched out of my thoughts, when I noticed that this Hyunjin dude was starring at me. I blushed and immediately looked away. Oh my gosh. He surely thinks, that I'm a stalker or something.

I panicked a little, just a little bit and stood up.

I wanted to walk past him, but he got up and stood in front of me. Because of his height I looked at his chest and noticed how muscular and trained he was. I gulped and starred at his muscles for a few seconds. The older male remarked my staring contest with his chest and chuckled a little. My heart pounded and my head was screaming: "touch it!"

I hesitated and then just looked away.

,,Oh princess... are you gay? Or is my chest just too beautiful and strong?", he said with a playful undertone in his voice.

I looked up to him and I didn't know what to say. To be honest, I don't really know what gender I prefer. I just never really thought about it. But yes, his chest definitely was a really good sight.

,,gay?" ,,princess?" ,,is he really gay?" I heard a few comments from the lunchtables. I felt a little embarrassed.

And even if, what's the problem?! Being gay is nothing bad or wrong.

,,Oh silence is always a "yes"", he said and laughed a little.

I don't want to talk to him. He is creepy and just wants to make fun of me. I'm so done with this shit. I really don't care anymore. When they want to make my life a hell, then they should keep going, what can I do about it? I couldn't stop them anyways.

,,Oh you don't even deny it?", he said with a smirk. I still didn't do anything or thought about answering his question. Why should I?

I felt his madness.

,,How often should I repeat myself? Answer me, princess!", he first said in a normal tone, but slowly raised his voice.

I wanted to walk pass him, but he grabbed me by the collar and lifted me up in the air. I choked on my saliva and tried to catch some air.

The rest of the canteen was in complete silence and watched the scenario like it were an action movie or something. It was just sad, that I knew that everyone would just do nothing and will cheer for Hyunjin afterwards. Was that the way Hyunjin makes his friends? Well, that was kind of clever.

His grip around my throat tightened and I began to wriggle my legs. I ran out of air and grabbed his arm to pull him away. But as I mentioned earlier: he was strong.

I was forced to look at his face. A small grin was placed on his lips.

,,S-Stop! Ple-Plea-Please!", I finally begged and looked at him with teary eyes.

,,Please what, princess?", he said and lifted me a little higher. I let out a croaked sound and began to sob.

,,Please let m-me down", I said in a cracked voice.

He smiled a little and let go of me. I fell to the ground and not that gently. After hitting the ground I coughed and put a hand on my collarbone.

He again just left and I looked after him. I hated him. So damn much. Who gave him the rights doing this?!

As I expected the complete canteen began to laugh and shouted stuff like: ,,Haha is the gay hurt? Go to your mum and cry there! Oh, is the little "princess" sad? How disgusting and stupid he is."

These words hurt. Every insult was like a small, but deep cut in my skin. Slowly I stood up, but I still felt a little dizzy so I nearly lost control over my balance again.

I will go home now. The school is over anyways. The faster I'm out of this hell, the faster I can go home.

I ran out of the canteen and then outside. And now, let's go home. This was a long day and definitely one of the worst I ever had here.

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