Troubled Youth || Stray Kids

Chapter 11

Thanks for reading!! This is a really cute chapter and I hope you enjoy it!

Songs:

Where's My Love by SYML

Lost in You by Khai Dreams

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Changbin's leg bounced as he stared at the whiteboard. The teacher was passing back their tests and Changbin knew he failed. School, and especially math, never came easy to him.

The teacher got to Changbin and sighed.

"Changbin, you seem to be having a hard time in this class. Either get those grades up, or we will have to look for other options for you, okay?" The teacher said. Changbin sighed, he heard the same speech every time he gets his tests back.

"Of course, I'll try to be better next time."

"Wonderful! Also, we've talked about the little drawings. Art has no place in my math class, understood?" The teacher gave Changbin a pointed look, and Changbin felt like crying. He wasn't even trying to be quiet, he could feel the looks of the other students in the room.

"Of course. I'm sorry," Changbin mumbled.

The teacher simply placed his paper face down on the desk and left. Changbin's cheeks burned as he stared at the paper. It was never a good sign when they place it upside down.

Taking a deep breath, he turned the paper over to check.

D+

It's better than last time, at least. Of course, he knew his mother would not approve, but she can't reach him anymore. Sure, he'll see her during the summer, but he doesn't have to worry about her for months. No phones meant no lectures about never going to college. Changbin isn't even sure if he wants to go to college, but whenever he brings it up to his mom, she reminds him he will never get a good job without college.

The bell finally rings, and Changbin packs up his stuff. Math was his last period, so he could go back to the dorm room and sleep, or try and study.

As he walked through the halls, no one made an attempt to talk to him. He passed many kids like him, silently trying to pass their classes and leave this godforsaken school, but also passed kids who enjoyed their time.

He finally reached his room and collapsed onto his uncomfortable bed. The old springs whined in protest, but Changbin ignored it. He took out his sketchbook and started drawing. He wanted to be a tattoo artist, maybe. He didn't need to pass math class to draw on people, right?

The door opened suddenly, and Jisung walked inside, humming to himself.

"Hey, Bin! What are you doing?" He said cheerfully, trying to get a look inside the book.

"Nothing, fuck off," Changbin said. Inside, he felt a little bad for being mean, but he didn't want the younger to see his artwork. He wasn't super insecure, or anything. He knew he was good. He just didn't like other people to see his art.

"Damn, grouchy today. I bet you haven't talked to Felix since Saturday, have you?" Jisung laughed. Changbin realized it was true, he hadn't talked to the cute boy in a few days. But that's not the reason he's in a bad mood. Right?"

Changbin settled for a grunt, hoping Jisung would leave him alone. However, he knew it would never happen.

"You need to talk to Lix again! He's talking with Chan, I think, but if I tell him you want to hang out, he'll stop and hang out immediately! You should take him for a walk outside or something, he hates being trapped indoors. Also, he loves watching the stars and feeling the breeze, but of course, you didn't hear any of this from me. Oh! Also flowers. He used to wear a flower crown almost every day, so if you find daisies or something, sit down nearby and he'll probably make you matching flower crowns. Don't be late for dinner!" Jisung spoke very quickly, and Changbin tried to process all the information.