N.J | C A P T U R E D

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"Oh hey nerd." She smacked her lips together while she chewed her gum. Jaemin gulped and pushed his glasses higher up his nose bridge.

"Hey.." Jaemin awkwardly replied. His hands sweating all of sudden.

"I have a name." She scoffed and patted the boys back. He flinched at the sudden contact.

"But um, I've never met you..."

"It's Rose" Rose walked away. Her hips swaying effortlessly. Her light brown wavy hair complimenting her outfit. Her dark choice of clothes giving off a badass vibe. The leather jacket that adorned her elegant shoulders.

"Who you staring at?" Jaemin gasped surprised. Hands on his chest.

"Geez what is up with people popping out of nowhere ugh Go...um GO AWAY" Jaemin walked at at faster speed as he was embarrassed.

"I just asked a question..."

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"That new student is so fine."

Jaemins head turned to the mention of a new student. He didn't want to tour another person, it was too much work. Jaemin hasn't noticed he was still staring at the two girls as they conversed.

"Um what the fuck are you looking at?" The girls attitude made him shake his head.

"Sorry." He sat in the front and plugged his earphones into his ear. Fiddling with his phone before putting on some music.

"I swear his parents didn't raise him right."

"Aren't his parents crazy rich but they don't give him shit?" The two chuckled at the thought.

"Damn must suck to be him."

"The fact it's his real parents."

"Forea-" The sound of a high pitch scream made all heads look that way.

"Talk about him that way one more time you fucking stick or I'll physically rip your head off." Jisung growled annoyed at the two. His hands harshly pressing down on the girls hand against the desk as she yelped in pain.

"Oh does it hurt?" Jisung playfully asked. She nodded and pleaded him to stop. Her eyes tearing up from the pain.

"Oh look the hoe cries." Jisung finally lifted his hand off. Her fingers twitched.

"Damn, did I put that much pressure on it lemme see." He sarcastically asked. The girl ran out of the room in tears.

"Bitches on the outside, weaklings on the inside."

"I hate that your always right Chenle." Jisung cooed. Jaemin immediately went up to Jisung.

"J-jisung, you can't keep doing this." Jaemin grabbed the others shoulder worriedly.

"Doing what?" Jisung didn't know what he was talking about.

"Nevermind." Jaemin pressed his lips together after seeing what just happened.

"Can't a friend help out?" Jisung threw his arm around Jaemins shoulder going back to the small desks as they sat down in sync.

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"You are too obvious Jisung." Jaemin mentioned while playing with the led of the pencil. Jisung watched Jaemin. His foot rhythmically tapped against the tiled floor. His breaths were shaky. Body radiating such a weak and fragile aura. He was like glass, and it was easy to break him.

"Jaem? What's wrong?" Jisung tried to comfort him although he wasn't really good at it.

"Its just..." Jaemin said in a whisper. Jisung leaned closer to get a better hear.