Chapter 2

The sun shined through the little holes of the curtains and woke me up. It was currently 6:51 am and I decided that it was time to wake up and get ready for another strenuous day. I walked into the closet and slid my uniform from the hangers and placed it on the bed. I made my way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After washing my hair, I blow dried it to create a softer and shinier look. 7:15. I started to put my uniform on, which consisted of a white button up short sleeved shirt, a royal blue pants and blazer jacket, and my black tie. I headed downstairs for a quick breakfast and headed out through the garage, taking my car with me. I owned a white BMW i8 and used it to drive around due to the distance between home and school. I got in, revved the car and exited my house, psychologically getting ready for a stressed filled day. Once I hit the curb to school, I parked further down the parking lot in case anyone would get the chance to see me and wanted to prove my financial status in order to milk more from me. I locked the doors and headed straight to my class. I was 17, and highly unstable when it came to my feelings and thoughts but on the outside I was highly composed. I didn’t talk to much people due to everyone thinking I was stuck up, but I didn’t want to care about their thoughts. I stared at the sky... I wondered how something so beautiful could be the last thing someone sees before they shut their eyes forever. I smiled and brought down my head and made my way into the huge campus. It took some turning and climbing in order to reach my class, to which I was not that late to. I sat on my normal seat way at the back and watched as people piled in when the bell rang. I fixated my gaze on a person, Brandon Jung, who had brought a little bit of mixed emotions at the sight of his smile. I shifted on my seat and faced down when we made eye contact. Soon after, the teacher walked in and started her lesson. I couldn’t help but stare at Brandon’s actions, he was known for his bad attributes and rumor had it that he was involved in some shady businesses... he always made my knees turn to jelly when he smiled, showing off his hot smile and crinkly eyes. I just couldn’t get over his clear emotions written on his face. I couldn’t help but smile at his confused face when the teacher explained the homologous pairs and how there was a difference in meiosis and mitosis. I smiled. His features went from confusion to ‘what the actual hell? Did you not just say this for meiosis as well?!’ He was the cutest; I felt my cheeks heat up as he turned around and caught me staring at him. His face contorted into a raised eye brow as his plump lips mouthed, “what’s up? Why you staring at me?” I blushed and turned my attention back to the teacher. After our Bio class, we had English so there was a break in the middle of the classes in order for the teacher to arrive. During that time, a bunch of classmates marched towards me. I knew them too well. They were always ready for a moment to destroy me but they never had it. I wouldn’t let them win. Ever. I smiled sheepishly as they came closer to me... they’ll probably punch me or take my money and it would not be different from today, no one would help me and I would just smile. Nothing would change. I would suffer the same and be as helpless as always and nothing will change. Nothing would change. They hit my head with the back of their hands as one of them slapped me. The slap sounded throughout the room. Everyone went silent. I licked my lip as the blood started to slip out due to the wound reopening again. I smiled; this only angered and fueled them more as they pulled me up by my collar and if it weren’t for my situation, I would’ve found the position intriguing. “So you’re still alive, huh?” James shouted at my face. I flinched as I felt his breath on my face.

“Yeah,” I mustered all my stoic emotions and smirked, “did you think your little b*tch punches could actually kill me? The most they could do was leave bruises. Kill me? Haha!” I chuckled at the thought. “You should know well that that kind of thing doesn’t faze me anymore, James.” I spit his name as if it was the most disgusting thing I’d ever said.

“Seems like we didn’t give you a proper lesson, Kai... we wouldn’t hesitate this time. You little sh*t, we’ll see if you can really keep that smirk on your lips again!” James ended as the bell rang and they went back to their place as if nothing happened. Some just side glanced me, waiting to see me breakdown but after a while of their treatment, I no longer cried or let myself be fazed by it. I simply cleaned my blood off my lip and fixed my uniform neatly and paid attention to the teacher who had just entered the class. Such a f***ing day to start with. I huffed out and tried to control the red pigmentations that had started to blind me. I must not do anything absurd. I must not let this get to me. “Kai?!” This should not get to me. “Kai?” It will not get to m-

“Min Kai! Are you even listening to me? I’ve been calling your name for the past three times!” The teacher instructed as he eyed me down. Well, He seemed pissed.

“Sorry sir, I was just thinking of some random things based on a kdra- movie, I mean movie that I was watching last night. What was it?” I responded faster, trying to catch my breath.

“I was just asking if you’re okay. I think you bit your lip when you were thinking and it started bleeding.” The teacher pointed at his lip as if to demonstrate where it was bleeding.

“Oh, I’ll just clean it with some tissue, don’t worry sir!”

“We don’t want that getting infected, do we?” He answered. The class snickered at his words. Why did he even have to act like if this tiny wound could land him in prison? Well, they were all afraid of me, the only son of a police detective and a forensic pathologist, so yeah... they had their reasons but sometimes it made everyone hate the fact that you were the only one getting the special treatment. “What are you all laughing at? Things like these could easily get out of hand quickly.”

“Well, I’ll just go to the nurse’s.” I got up from my chair and made my way outside. I headed over to the nurse’s office, I wasn’t a total baddie, and let her check my burst lip. She gave me some ointments that I had at home at told me to apply it once in a while. She also said my lips were really soft which made it easier to get hurt or bruised. I thanked her and made my way back to class. By the time I reached my class, it was almost break time, which meant that I had to hurry. As I opened the door to the classroom, my stomach almost flew out of my anus as someone had swiftly landed a punch to my gut. I felt my face contort into pain but quickly stood up and clenched my teeth. F*ck, why do they make it so unexpected? I shoved them to get to my chair and sat down. Majority of the class had gone outside to enjoy their time with their friends, leaving the classroom half empty. I took my bag and was ready to walk out when someone dragged me in. Are they not done yet? Have they not had enough fun? I faced the person and froze as I saw a fist coming straight to my face once again. I remained motionless- if I even dared to move, it would be even worse, so I just stayed there... waiting for the pain, but it didn’t come. I might have passed out before I even felt the pain but my eyes were open and nothing had gone black. Instead, a person had stopped the punch and was currently holding the person’s fist.

“I believe that that’s enough for today... the poor kid can barely walk straight. You almost took the shit out of him...” Brandon stated. Did Brandon just stop a punch? I secretly salivated at his back and braveness. My savior!

“Back off Brandon. This isn’t your fight.” James retorted.

“Ha! You thought I would let this little shit off? No, I just need him safe and sound in order for him to help me with something. And that something is a subject that you cannot help me with!” Brandon answered slowly. And it sunk into me. Hero? What savior? This heavily built and wonderful piece of a man was just using me. Again. How was this different from the others?

“Oh... you mean that. Well, once your done with him, hand him over.” And with that, James took his leave. I face Brandon, waiting for his answer.

“What do you need from me?” I ask.

“Well, you know, I’m in a bit of shit with the authorities and I need your father to help me prove that I’m innocent. My parents don’t know anything about it. Could you help me?” He responded as he looked every where except me.

“Wait... so you want my father to prove your innocence when you and I both know what kind of shit your in? Is that how this goes? If it is, then I hope you get the punishment since you had the balls to even start it.” I started to make my way outside of the class when he held my arm to stop me.

“You don’t understand...” he continued. I have no time for this shit.

“Huh? Understand? Me? Well, I’m sorry for not understanding how someone is using me for my father’s position. Sorry for not understanding.” I state as I brush his arms off mine and start walking forward once again.

“Do it for me. Please! I’ll return the favor. Whatever it is. Just tell me.” He screams as I passed by the stairs and headed to the cafeteria for some snack to munch on. Stupid people and their selfish reason on why they use others. I massaged my eyeballs with my fingers as I laid underneath a large tree. What a morning.

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