So far, this school hasn't been the worst. It does seem kind of creepy though. There aren't very many students attending, the max was 20 in my previous classes, and those that are here seem...kind of scary. I pull the folded schedule out of my backpack and take another look at it, I sort of know where I'm going, it's the name of the class I have to take another look at. Mythology. Jaehwan teaches this class, how strange. It was a mandatory class for some reason, am I being pranked? Suddenly I bumped into something- or someone, my schedule fell out of my hands but before I could reach down for it, that someone stepped on it. That's so mean... I looked up at him, standing up straight, gosh this person's tall. He grinned down at me, his eyes were small, but piercing. His jawline was firm and his grin was... well it was scary. "Excuse you. Didn't anyone teach you that staring is rude?" He flicked my forehead, hard. Who is this guy? Ow that hurts I bring up my hand to cover the red mark I know he left on my forehead. "I-I'm sorry I bumped into you...can you please stop stepping on my schedule?" He raised a brow, glancing down at the paper he obviously knew he was stepping on. "Oh, sorry about that" I sighed, starting to get upset as I heared the tear of the paper as he sarcastically apologized. "It's ok I guess." It's be mean to leave without telling him my name, so I hold out my hand cautiously and smile up at him. "I'm Kim Taeyeon, I'm new to this school." He didn't shake my hand, so I slowly put it down in dejection. He just stared at me, confused and annoyed, at least I thought so. Did I say something wrong? "I'm sorry" I blurted out in reflex. He was even more taken aback. "Yah." He finally said, his teasing grin turned into a threatening scowl. "Are you playin with me?" Suddenly he pushed me onto the locker, pinning my wrists. "Now you're scared of me eh?" We stayed in that position for a few minutes, and my mind was starting to panic. I didn't know what to say to him, I didn't want to anger him any more. And I really didn't want to be bullied for the rest of the school year. "Good." He muttered and stepped back, turning his back to me and starting to walk away. "I don't think you're scary...just upset. I don't know why, but I'm sorry if it was my fault." I started to pick up my ripped schedule, glancing up slightly to see if he ignored me, hopefully he did. But that wasn't the case. He stood there, completely still. I should really just keep my mouth shut. I stood up with the papers in hand and stared at him for a second longer, immediately regretting it. He turned abruptly, swinging his fist towards me. I lifted the paper, as if it would shield me, and braced myself. But the hit never landed. I looked up and saw the back of another tall figure, this one I recognized. "Jaehwan..." I said softly. He ignored me, scolding the other boy instead. "Han SangHyuk...I'm not even surprised someone like you would even try to lay a hand on an innocent girl. You should be ashamed." Ken let go of the boy's hand, the boy pulled his hand towards himself, wincing a bit in pain, but I know Ken didn't grab him that hard- he isn't even that strong- and he's a pacifist. "And I'm not surprised a pansy like you would revert to teaching to protect a girl. And a naive one at that." The boy— SangHyuk, looked at me, the glare was gone strangely enough. A look of realization came over him, and now he seemed scared. Why? I looked around me, but before I could look back at SangHyuk, Ken grabbed my hand and lead me into class. SangHyuk called out yet again. "You really are the weakest of your kind Jaehwannie~" he mocked.
Wait, they know eachother?
