My Angel

1. Simply Acquaintances

Okeyyy~ so sorry of this like literally sucks and is kinda confusing, because I am not, and I repeat, I AM NOT a very experienced writer hehe. If you find a grammatical error PLEASE COMMENT AND I WILL CHANGE IT! I'll try to make each chapter around 1000 words sooo yeh. Oh, and feel free to tell me make this better hehe. My goals for updating will probably be around once or twice weekly, sooo... look forward to it! Hope you enjoy!~

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Author POV

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Jeonghan was literally the quietest boy in his school, or close to it at least. He had very few people who he knew, and even fewer people that he actually trusted. One of the only people who he knew, the name was Hong Jisoo, only talked to him one hour during the school day. That's it.

This boys was notoriously known as the dumbest kid in their math class. While Jeonghan in the top ten of the school. All he cared about was how he portrayed himself to the others around him, how many Instagram likes he got, how much everyone loved him. He obviously didn't have enough time to study. But, that's what Jeonghan was for. He wan't the type to get into fights, so he just gave him answers when he asked for them; which was, surprisingly, almost everyday.

Not to anyone's surprise, the teachers never cared to notice. They probably did notice, at least, considering Jisoo has been doing this since they were in elementary school. At Pledis Academy, there were many schools connected. The elementary and middle schools were just next to (elementary), and directly below (middle) the high school section.

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Jeonghan POV

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     'What did I do to deserve this kind of treatment? Why was I born into this family? How come I am this way?'

These are my everyday thoughts nowadays. It's not as if I hate my life, it's just that it seems that everyone else does. Is it my fault? I wouldn't know. It's not like I could ask anyone, anyway. I wouldn't even dream of asking my father. Ever since I was born, he has been telling me that I was a mistake, and that since his blood was in me I shouldn't have been such a disgrace.

My mother, on the other hand, was the nicest person you could ever meet. She had beautiful dark hair, and eyes that could light up your whole day. But...... Ever since she past away when I was seven, my father has never been the same...

He started beating me, and locking me outside when I was being 'a horrible son'. I had no courage. I had no friends to confide in. He was able to convince me that I was a useless being, and that I was a complete waste of a pretty face. But I still loved him...

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Author POV

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    It was a Wednesday afternoon, and Jeonghan's' most dreaded day of the week. This was the day that Jisoo would get his 'weekly allowance' from Jeonghan. Jisoo knew that he was far too good to be working at a minimum wage paying job (the only type of jobs they where allowed to give to high school sophomores) at his 'prime age', so he would just get Jeonghan to pay him for the 'friendly talk' they exchanged every math class.

     Jisoo would meet with Jeonghan every Wednesday afternoon in the alley where the Pledis Elementary and High school connected. There he would plan on beating the kid out of his wits and collect his weekly allowance. That's how it always went. Jeonghan didn't have any say in what he did, or how he did it. He would have no choice but to just go with it; or else he would get an even more horrible punishment the next Wednesday.

With no one to ask for help, Jeonghan had to go through all of this bullying by himself. The teachers didn't care. No other students wanted to get on Jisoo's bad side. The only thing others would do was watch, and laugh when Jeonghan would fall to his knees and Jisoo would take all the money out of his old, ratty wallet.

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Jisoo POV

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This loser must think he's better than everyone. Being all smart and stuff. He has no reason to talk back to me like that. Hearing his whimpering voice every week is like my fuel to keep going farther with him the next week. The harder he cries, the more I want him to bawl next time. Hearing him go, 'Oh no! Don't take my 'hard earned money' away from me! No!'

     He's always like that. Why doesn't he ever put up a fight? If he would just throw a punch every once in a while maybe he wouldn't seem like such loser bully magnet. Like, does he even do anything? Ever?! Psh, I doubt it.

     It's not like I enjoy doing this because I want to make him stronger, or because I pity him, it's just... It's no fun beating someone up so easily anymore. Like, I used to have this strong dude I would fight all the time when I was in middle school. Man, that was fun. I loved when he'd give up and walk/limp away to his little group of 'muscles'.

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Jeonghan POV

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    'Why does Jisoo keep doing this? What does he have to gain from beating me up?' 

     What's the point of trying to fight back when I know it'll just end up getting me hurt even more? Why should I try to get help when I know no one will even attempt to give support? I've tried telling the teachers... They all say the same damn thing.

"Oh I'm sorry! He will probably stop if you just give it some time. Don't worry so much."

I've even tried the guidance counselor, who, expectedly, just told me to tough it out and, and to ask my friends for help in beating Jisoo up. 'But I don't have any friends...' Ask your parents, she said. 'He would just punish me for not putting up a fight...' But what was supposed to do?

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Author POV

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While Jisoo was busy beating up Jeonghan, he didn't notice his 'former fighting buddy' watching them from the side lines. His face, full of disgust. Seeing this as Jisoo having completely dropping his original standards of who he was going to focus his prized energy on.

"Damn. You really have changed, Jisoo." He blurted out. Hearing this, Jisoo dropped his grip on Jeonghan's uniform collar. Jeonghan fell to the ground; weak and unable to move comfortably.

"W-What the hell are you doing here... I though you changed schools..." Jisoo said nervously.

"I came here to see you, you jerk." The guy said, slowly walking closer to Jisoo. He then threw a fast and very strong punch right at Jisoo's precious face. He fell to the ground as the guy was helping Jeonghan off the ground.

"Stay away from weaklings, you bastard." He told Jisoo as he held Jeonghan by his injured wrist.

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Thank you so much for reading he first chapter of this fanfic! I'll try to update this series as frequently as possible, so please be patient! I really hope you enjoyed this part, knowing as that I wrote this in like 2 hours hehe. THE GRAND TOTAL WORDS: 1260!!!

Next update will probably be in a few days, because of school and blah blah blah...