the next day, when minghao walks into class with bruises and stuff all over his body, nobody really cares apart from chan, soonyoung, and of course, junhui. he'd walked in, and junhui had automatically asked what was wrong, when minghao replied, saying it was his dad.

❝your dad did this shit?❞ soonyoung, who overheard their conversation, asked. ❝wow. some father,❞

❝he didn't want me. he never did. he says i'm a disgrace to our family.❞ minghao sighs.  ❝like, he's right, but i don't know. it hurts me when my own dad, who made me, says it himself.❞

❝don't say that, minghao, you're pefect.❞ junhui tells him as soonyoung nods.

❝as much as i love jihoon,❞ soonyoung begins, being careful with his words as junhui's right next to him, ❝you're great. honestly, you're so...so nice,❞

❝bullshit! i made junhui starve himself.❞

❝minghao, it wasn't your fault!❞

❝you said it was! it was because i rejected you! i'm horrible!❞

❝you're not.❞ junhui whispered, when all of a sudden; minghao started shaking, like he usually does, and all of a sudden - he starts sobbing quite loudly. not loud enough so the teacher heard, but loud enough so a handful of students turn around.

❝hah, look, the ching-chong's crying.❞ im jaebum, one of the popular kids, cries as his friends turn around and begin laughing and pointing.

❝i-it's not funny..❞ minghao sobs, while they all laugh more.

❝no, it's really not.❞ junhui whispers, ❝tell 'em to stop.❞

❝guys, it's not fun-jihoon?❞ soonyoung was in the middle of telling them to stop, yet he spotted jihoon.

❝soonyoung.❞ jihoon calls back to his boyfriend, and they forget everything.

❝guys, stop--❞

❝oh shit, it's the other ching-chong!❞this time, it's namjoon.

❝it's genuinely not even funny.❞ junhui tells them, and they stop as the teacher calls on them.

❝so, namjoon, what am i teaching about?❞

❝no idea,❞ he says, leaning his feet on seokijn's desk. kim seokjin was the boy that nobody really spoke to. his hair was well kept, with a few tufts poking out here and there, and there weren't any combs lines whatsoever visble, which was always a plus. also, there was a rumor that seokjin could cook, yet he was gay, so he couldn't cook for his girlfriend; but his boyfriend, if he ever got one, sure. ❝pigs?❞

❝incorrect. an hour's detention after school!❞ their teacher, who the popular kids call jenyer, since that's her first name, yells at him. ❝come on. it's not funny, namjoon, just be nice?❞

❝fuck your rules,❞ namjoon yells, retreating his feet as he threw his desk up, and it, unfortunately, hit seokjin's head.

❝seokjin!❞ jeongguk, seokjin's younger brother, yells as he runs towards him, with jimin and taehyung behind him. ❝namjoon, you're horrible-❞

❝great.❞ he spits on seokjin before leaving the classroom.

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❝eat.❞ minghao orders, and junhui looks up at him.

❝why?❞

❝why? you're fucking anorexic, that's why.❞

❝i'm not!❞ junhui lies, yet minghao sees right through it.

❝bullshit. fucking bullshit. i was there, remember? please, eat.❞

❝fine.❞ junhui sighs as he eats a small crumb off his plate. this is all he's going to eat, and junhui realises this and puts his fork down and holds junhui's hands.

❝that's enough for today. please, if you eat like this, you'll get better.❞

❝that's a lie,❞ he retracts his hands,  ❝if i eat like this, it'll get worse. minghao, stop sugar-coating everything! i love you, this is why i'm like this.❞

❝awh, junhui, not now. i know you love me. that's not important now, though.❞

❝but, i'm being perfect! for you!❞

❝you're my friend. i don't care if you're perfect. you're perfect like this,❞ minghao blurts out,  ❝but i don't like you.❞

❝sure, sure,❞ junhui smirks.

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❝hello, minghao! 'tis i, junhui! i love you, i love you, i love you.❞

❝i know, i know, i know.❞

❝good.❞