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Mentions of starving oneselfIt had been a good day so far for Chanyeol. The 3 stooges hadn't bothered or humiliated him at all since they saw him this morning . He was surprised even that they didn't mock him at lunch either like they normally did.
Chanyeol smiled as he stepped outside for break. It was a nice day full of inspiration for his next art pieces. While the other students dispersed into their cliques, he went off alone to the nearby picnic table under a tree. He didn't know per say what he was gonna sketch, but he knew with a little help from his music he'd come up with with something.
Chanyeol took out his materials, put his earbuds in, and let the music inspire him. His pencil glided across the pages of his sketchbook effortlessly as his brain flooded with creativity. Within an hour's time, he had managed to get 3 works sketched and colored. He was proud of his progress and couldn't wait to apply them to canvas. His appa had just bought him some new paint and brushes to advance his skills. Just from looking at the brushes, he knew they were expensive due to the difference in appearance from the ones he normally bought himself. He wanted to save them for special projects only and was deeming his next creations as such.
Unfortunately for him, he was too lost in his work to notice a student charging his way. Next thing he knew, his earbuds were ripped from his ears by none other than the consistently erratic nuisance, Park Jimin.
"What are you drawing freakface?~"
he asks mockingly as he pulls the sketchbook away from Chanyeol aggressively, flipping through the pages way too harshly, ripping several in the process.
"Hey! What are you doing! Give that back!"
Chanyeol exclaims, standing to take it from him.
"Or what loser?!"
Jimin spat angrily as he poked his shoulder violently, now ripping several pages out in purpose.
"WHAT WILL YOU DO HUH?!"
he screams angrily as he throws the rest of the ripped pages into the nearby puddle.
"Fucking freak," he spat.
Why is he doing this!? Why won't they just leave him alone!?
Chanyeol tries his best to keep from crying, biting the inside of his cheek and drawing blood.
"I SAID- GIVE IT BACK ASSHOLE!"
he yells angrily, shoving Jimin.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE SHOVING YOU FUCKING CREEP?!"
Another voice comes suddenly from the side, Matthew instantly standing in front of the shorter, trouble-making boy with an angry look. The notebook was now completely drenched in the dirty water. As Chanyeol laid eyes on the horrid sight, his blood boiled. That was his ticket to giving his family a better future! His ticket to one day giving his parents they life they deserved and they've ruined it!
I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THEIR SHIT!
"YOU'RE MASTER'S HYPERACTIVE FUCKING LACKEY YOU WANNA BE BRUTE!"
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The Beauty in You [Discontinued]
FanficTRIGGER WARNING! This book mentions the following: Abuse Bullying Strong Language Depression Suicidal Thoughts Self-Harm 'The man continued to beat the young boy with the belt, Chanyeol's legs and back bleeding from the repetitive lashings. "A-A-APP...