The beginning of hell

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Heeseung walked to his locker and when he opened it

"F5." Heeseung whispered as he took out the red paper and he turned it ovet to see an you're out. And soon he felt sething wet on his shoulder.when turned around he saw a group students holding tomato, eggs and flour.

"Guys let's start the fun.!! " A guy shouted as all other students also started throwing what they in their hands. And heeseung stood their stunned for a moment before he sprinted from the hallway away from the crowd as some chased him but thanks to his speed he escaped those people and he went where his legs took. And he reached the middle floor of the school where there are some clubs or something and may be because it is classes starting time there are not any soul here and heedeung is thankful for that as he walked further so he can clean himself as he covered in flour, eggs and tomato.

'What a waste. These products used on me would have saved a 2week's worth grocery.' Thought heeseung as he searched for the washroom.

"Hey! Do you think he would be
here?"

"I don't know let check it. "

People's shouting were heard and ot made heeseung panicked and his mind seemed to shut down.

"Aa--" Heesung let out a slight shriek when he felt himself shoved into a room.

"Hey someone said that he is on the gym hall. Let's go. " A student shouted as a crowd of footsteps heard before they disappeared. And a sigh left hersung lips as he completely forgot he was shoved into a room by a stranger. Well not exactly stranger but
It is worse now that heest saw who is it even though he didn't know that about the men in front of him but he know that handsome familiar face. Park Sunghoon that was what his friends introduced to and also the man he accidentally bumped into.

Great! Great now I just enetered straight into my death tarp didn't I?
Thought heeseung as he stood there sacred not even notucing that sunghoon was already away from him and went to the ice ring which heeseung didn't notice until now. To think this school would even have indoor ice ring and that to in the middle floor of the school weird.
Heesung was in his thoughts when he was interrupted by sounds of screeching so he looked around to see sunghoon skating in the ring and he heesung swear he just saw a fairy now like that guy is just skating twirling that he it is his habitat. And heesung forgot about his situation as he looked at the guy in front of him mesmerized.

"I know I look good but you don't have to stare at me like that. " Said sunghoon as  he stopped skating and got out of the ring removing his shoes.

And to this heesung blushed furiously as he was caught staring but it was for another reason.

"Actual--ly i am not staring because you were handsome. But i really liked the way you skate it seemed like it is your safe place that only belong to you. " Heesung explained. Yes he do find sunghoon handsome but he admired his skating skills more than that handsome face of his face.

"Haha." Sunghoon started laughing which confused heesung.

"You are really something. " Muttered sunghoon.

"Pardon? " Asked heesung as he didn't hear what sunghoon said but before sunghoon can open his mouth

*rrng rrng*

"Hmm thank you for saving I don't know if you did it knowing or not but thank you. "Heesung said hurriedly as he heard the school bell ring indicating the start of the classes but was stopped by sunghoon by the wrist. He looked at sunghoon confused.

" Your uniform. "Said sunghoon as he pointed at heesung uniform.

" Ah. "Let out a sound as he realised his shirt was still dirty.

" Wait a minute. "Said sunghoon az he went to lockers that are slightly inside that room and after few mins he came out with a uniform shirt. And gave it heesung who looked confused at him.

" It's my spare just use it. "Sunghoon said as heesung looked taken back. And before he can even reject the offer sunghoon was already gone so he can only take it and wear it for now. And he promised to himself that he will definitely wash it clean and give it back to him.








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