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"Thats so stupid." Chanyeol sneered and stood up, dusting off his trousers and walking out without saying another word.
Baekhyun remained seated, staring at the open door with regret running through his mind.
He leant forwards and buried his face in his arms, his sniffs turning into sobs as he cried into the soft fabric of his jumper sleeves, oblivious to the small boy that now stood at the classroom door, feeling pitty for the elder. Deciding to stay hidden, the boy quickly disappeared from the room before Baekhyun had a chance to see him.
Baekhyun carried on crying until he heard the faint ringing of the bell, indicating the end of the lunch break. He looked up with bloodshot eyes, his sobs once again dying down to become short sniffs.
There was no more classes in that room for the rest of the day so Baekhyun wasn't too phased about getting up from his spot just yet. He sat in the seat, gazing out of the window until he heard the door harshly open and loud obnoxious laughter filled the air, before coming to a sudden stop. A deadly silence rested upon the whole group, including Baekhyun, who began to quake in fear.
"Well, look what we have here boys, its a loser!" Jongin addressed his little group of followers, including Chanyeol. Everyone laughed and pat Chanyeol's back, congratulating him for joining them and telling them where Baekhyun was.
Baekhyun looked straight at Chanyeol, regretting ever confining in him in the first place.
Fresh tears made their way into his eyes, which didnt go unnoticed by the others.
"Guys he's crying!" Sehun cried out, laughing even harder than before. Baekhyun didnt even attempt to hide his sadness as he looked ahead at the group of menacing boys, who had begun to advance towards him.
Jongin picked him up, only to push him face first onto the floor straight after, not giving Baekhyun a chance to stretch his legs first. A loud crack could be heard in the room, a long with a loud whimper from the small boy.
"Fuck." The bullies inwardly cursed, looking down at Baekhyun who was clutching his knee, trying not to make a noise. His face was screwed up in pain and showing obvious discomfort.
His knee wasn't broken but it sure was injured in some way and Jongin, along with his group, didnt want anything to do with it. They all made a beeline for the door, grabbing Chanyeol and pulling him along with them, making their grand escape before people realised that Baekhyun was in there, injured.
'Why me?' He thought, pressing down on his knee, showing little to no emotion anymore.
Why is it always me?
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