01 | liar?

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chapter one
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"how do i look?" asking cheerfully, he fixes his hair and uniform before giving his friend the best look he can. he smiles showing his bright teeth.

"like always" his friend replies before he continues walking.

"oh come on, be a little serious doyoung!"

"why do have to fake smile to get friends? just be natural" the boy named doyoung says.

"it wasn't a fake smile!" the other fights back.

"why do you even need friends so desperately?-"

"what do you mean why do i need friends?! i'd rather die than spend whole of highschool alone!" the boy says, dramatically.

"yuta, you're not going to die if you don't-"

"there's no way i'm spending highschool alone" yuta says with a roll of eyes and runs away ignoring his friend's calls, what he didn't know was that his friend was calling out to him to look out-

there was a thud sound. yuta finds himself on the floor with a pain on his face, he probably got a dent from the ball that just hit him because it was that forceful.

"oh god yuta-" doyoung crouched down helping his friend up.

"yo! pass us the ball!" a kid says from where the ball was kicked from

"you brats! you should be worrying about the person, not the ball!" yuta yells at the kids but froze when he heard whispers behind him

"why is he rude to the kids"

"we should probably stay away from him" yuta hears two girls whisper. thinking his highschool life would end before it even began, and for the sake of making friends, he forced a smile to look kind in front of them and got up with the ball.

"here's the ball-" he says, teeth gritted but the children interrupting,

"just give us our ball!"

yuta wanted to snap their necks, instead, he threw the ball away from the kids. what he wasn't expecting was the ball shattering a glass window of a nearby building.



















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"atleast we're not late-"

"we barely made it on time!" doyoung rolls his eyes. "you need to stop picking trouble-"

"they kicked me in the face with a ball!" yuta explains, but sulks when doyoung sighs in disappointed.

they walk to their classes, yuta still sulking. receiving a pat on his back, he looks at doyoung, "fine just cheer up will you? you're not gonna make any friends if you keep sulking like that"

yuta smiles and walks off to his own classroom after telling doyoung a thanks.

entering the classroom, he notices everyone had already grouped up or paired. they all has someone to talk with. he sat in the last desk feeling left out already, before he felt someone keep their bag on the table next to his.

he noticed the bag had a small keychain on it, taking it as an opportunity to start a conversation, "wow that's a really cute keychain! where did you..." he trails off before making eye contact with the girl next to him.

"oh yeri, you're in this class too" yuta heard another voice say. "yo minseok" the girl named yeri hifi's him back.

yuta awkwardly turned back to his place. literally everyone in his class had friends except him. he sighed before overhearing the conversation minseok and yeri had next to him.

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