My Bully | Yeonjun X Beomgyu | Yeongyu/Beomjun

Chapter 2

Beomgyu POV

I turned around, and there he was—Yeonjun, smirking like always, with Kai and Soobin trailing behind him. My whole body froze in place. Of course, I had to run into him today.

Before I could think it through, I just bolted.

I weaved through the hallway, dodging students and barely managing to throw out some rushed apologies as I bumped into them. I could hear Yeonjun's footsteps right behind me, getting closer. My heart raced as I spotted the bathroom door. I shoved it open and rushed inside, locking myself in a stall. Leaning against the door, I tried to calm my breathing, my chest burning from the sudden sprint.

Everything outside was quiet. Maybe, just maybe, he gave up?

After a few minutes, I slowly opened the stall door, trying to be as quiet as possible. But as soon as I stepped out, I was shoved against the wall.

I looked up, and there he was—Yeonjun, still smirking, clearly enjoying himself. "Thought you could get away from me?" he asked, his face way too close to mine for comfort. I clenched my eyes shut, bracing myself for whatever was coming next.

Then I felt it. A sharp slap across my cheek. My eyes flew open, and I saw him standing there, no smirk this time—just a cold, blank look. His eyes were dark, and for a second, I wondered what I'd done to make him this angry.

Suddenly, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me down to the floor. My head hit the wall with a loud thud. Pain shot through my skull, and I could feel a tear slide down my face. I touched my head and felt something warm and sticky—blood. My vision blurred as I looked up at Yeonjun, and for a split second, he looked... shocked.

Then everything went black.

-

I woke up in the nurse's office, feeling groggy and disoriented. The first thing I saw was Taehyun sitting beside me, holding my hand and looking seriously worried.

As soon as he saw me wake up, he jumped to his feet. "Beomgyu! Are you okay? What happened? Was it Yeonjun again?" His voice was filled with panic, and when he said Yeonjun's name, I immediately looked down at my lap.

"It was him, wasn't it?" Taehyun's tone turned sharp, like he already knew the answer. I didn't say anything, but the look on my face must've given it away. He stood up so fast the chair screeched across the floor, and then he stormed out of the room before I could stop him.

I sighed, not knowing what he was planning to do, but hoping he wouldn't make things worse.

-

The nurse checked me over and said I could leave, so I made my way through the quiet hallways, still feeling kind of out of it. That's when I saw them—Yeonjun, Soobin, and Kai standing by the lockers. But something was off. Yeonjun looked... beaten up. His eye was swollen, and blood was trickling down from his nose. He looked rough, way worse than when I last saw him.

I wondered who did that to him. Taehyun, maybe? But honestly, I wasn't in the mood to care. I had enough to deal with as it was.

-

By the time I got home, the weight of the day hit me hard. My small, quiet house felt emptier than ever. I stepped inside, closed the door, and just... collapsed.

I sank to the floor, curling up into a ball as tears spilled down my cheeks. My fingers instinctively reached for the necklace around my neck—the only thing I had left from my mom. She and Dad died in a car crash a few years ago, and this necklace was all I had left of them. I never took it off, terrified I'd lose the one thing that still connected me to them.

I cried harder, the memories too much to hold back. No one knew about my parents except Taehyun. I didn't trust anyone else with that kind of pain, afraid it'd be used against me somehow. In this place, even your worst tragedies could turn into ammunition.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang, startling me. I wiped my face quickly, sniffling. I wasn't expecting anyone. Who could it be?