The Flowers You Left For Me.

A few days have past. I’d say nothing’s happened really. Thankfully, nothing too overwhelming. But, things are about to change soon. I can sense it.

I walk into school early. But, I’m not the first one to arrive. He’s in my chair, again. I stop at the sight of him, hiding myself from view.

The windows are open and the soft fall wind blows his dark brown hair. He stares at the floor, eyes blank, spacing out. I hold back a yawn as I stare at him from a distance. Last night, after studying late at the diner, Chanyeol had walked me home. I shouldn’t have let him because now he knows where I live. The entire walk home was silent, almost unbearably so. He’s changed since then.

I force myself to walk into the classroom, dragging my feet behind me. Not in the mood to argue with him, I plop myself down in Baekhyun’s seat, blocking his view of whatever he was staring at. Immediately, we lock eyes. My heart skips a beat and tear my eyes away, questioning my sanity.

The classroom is too quiet.

“What are you doing here so early?” He asks me, trying to meet my gaze once more.

I shuffle through my bag and pull out a book. I clear my throat and begin to read. “I could ask you the same thing.”

He cracks a smile and takes the book out of my hands. I open my mouth to complain but he returns it to me, rightside up.

“It’s upside down, pabo.” He snickers.

I straighten my posture feeling my face grow red and continue to read. He lets out a small laugh and leans back on his chair. He rocks back and forth thinking of what else to say.

“Awkward.” Kai sighs.

I feel myself blush and tighten the grip on my book, looking up. Before I can accuse him of his comment, I watch his chair slam forward and his head comes swinging down, dramatically. The desks behind us move back from the force with a loud thump. He blinks at me.

I narrow my eyes at him and raise an eyebrow sarcastically. “Right, I’m the one that’s awkward.”

“Y-y-yah…” He stutters, his ears glowing red under his hair.

As students start to file into the room, Kai picks himself up lazily and fixes the tables he moved. I watch him slouch as he heads for his seat.

“Ahhh, Ari.” Baekhyun waves at me as soon as he enters, swinging his bag back and forth with his other hand. “Top of the morning to ya!”

He says it so loud that he draws all of the attention from the class. I wince in response to what he called me and push back in his seat to get out of his chair.

“Sit there.” Baekhyun smiles and sits in my seat. “There’s no difference anyways.”

I shrug and let my eyes linger back to Kai. He’s talking to Minah with a sour expression on his face.

Why is she here? Isn’t she an upperclassmen?

Minah flips her head back and we almost make eye contact. I quickly redirect myself back to my book, my heart thumping as if I was doing something wrong. Beside me, Baekhyun takes something out of his bag and hands it to me. I’m fully aware of Minah’s eyes glaring daggers at us.

“Here,” He holds out an energy drink rather reluctantly. “It’s looks like you need it.”

I lock eyes with him, observing him. He looks exhausted, much more tired than I’m feeling. The hand holding the can is still somewhat bruised.

I rest my hand on the top of the can and crack it open in his hand. It fizzes a little and we stare at it in silence.

“You need it more than I do.”

He blinks at me a little shocked but shrugs and takes a sip from it. He pauses mid sip and looks at me from the corner of his eyes. I stare back at him and he withdraws the can from his lips. He tips the can at me as if he’s offering it to me.

“Do you want to share it?” He puckers his lips and beams at me with smiling eyes.

I ignore his offer. I stare at his eyes and notice how messy his bangs are just above his brows. I squint at it trying to make out what it is covering. With my hands itching with impatience, I reach my hand out and gently brush his bangs to the side to get a closer look. Beneath his bangs, a small but fresh cut stares back at me. I narrow my eyes at him and he looks back at me blankly.

“What?”

I frown. He didn’t notice, so why did I?

Our faces are close and I realize just how silent the classroom is. I turn my head to stare at the 30 eyes that stare back at Baekhyun and I, including Kai. I feel myself blush and I pull my hand back a little.

What did I just do.

Baekhyun clears his throat out of embarrassment and moves to put down his drink. He flinches as his cut makes contact with my hand and he drops the drink on my shirt. I stand up, disgusted and Baekhyun jumps up with a gasp. Before he says anything, I run out of the room and head for the washroom.

I feel the lingering stares of the students on my back with one especially nasty one from Minah.

In the washroom, I let the water run and start to wipe the drink off of my skirt. I hear the creak of the bathroom door open and a posse of girls walk in, Minah leading with a smug look on her face.

“So, you thought I was playing when I told you to stay away from Baekhyun, huh?” Minah says lifting her chin to look down on me.

“Wow.” I say, annoyed at the situation. “I’m so scared.”

I look behind her. This is stupid, are they going to corner me here?

“Tch.” She rolls her eyes. “You think you’re all that, huh? Well, countrygirl, we’ll see about that.”

I fold my arms and shift my weight to my other leg.

“Just get it over with so I can get back to class you freak.” I let out an exasperated sigh.

“Who are you calling freak, you boyfriend stealing slut!” She pushes me back and my back hits the wall. I watch her friends snicker behind her and I frown.

This is so typical.

I can’t get kicked out of school already, so I refuse to fight back. Her hand swings and I dodge all of them with ease. That is... until I hear Chanyeol laughing outside. My head turns to the door, giving Minah the perfect angle to punch me in the nose.

I cover my nose as it starts to bleed in my hands. As I lean over to let the blood drip on the floor rather than my clothes, I hear them laughing hysterically.

Dammit Chanyeol, stop showing up where I don’t want you to be.

“How about now, huh? Do you still have that big talk of yours?” She pushes me once more.

I ignore her and go to the sink to wash my face.

“Aww, Ari, don’t do that, your makeup’s going to come off.” She shows me a pouty face and the other girls roar with laughter.

“I don’t wear makeup.” I snap, my nose stops bleeding in my hand. “I’m not a fake barbie doll, like you.”

She falls silent for a brief moment, then scoffs. She grabs my hand and swings it before her face to examine it. Her grip is strong.

“I heard the stupid water lily story from Chanyeol.” She smirks as I clench my teeth, holding myself back from throwing a punch. “Did he really have to get hit by a ruler thirty times just for you?”

Her friends take me and hold me against the wall. I watch as she takes out a metal ruler from her bag.

“It’s only right that you pay him back, right?” She tilts her hand and smiles innocently.

Her friends hold me as I struggle desperately, but I’m clearly out numbered.

What kind of a sick joke is this!

They cover my mouth, holding my legs down, and extend my hands out for Minah.

Without warning, she swings down on my hand making a loud slap every time the ruler collided with my hand. Thirty times? I don’t count. I close my eyes and grit my teeth in pain as a few tears gather at the corners of my eyes. Through my blurry vision, I watch my hands start to leave red slash marks until eventually they started to bleed.

She finally stops and her friends loosen their grip on me. With a final snicker, they push me out of the washroom. I close my eyes, breathing hard to calm myself, but am surprised when I find myself in someone’s arms.

“Ari-ah.” Chanyeol looks at me with surprised eyes.

I gulp and stand myself up, wiping my tears with my uniform. My eyes widen as Kai takes my hand and puts me behind him. I wince in pain at the new wounds on my hands. Chanyeol stares at Minnie and stops the bathroom door from closing with a slam of his hand.

“Minnie.” Kai pauses and catches himself. “Ani. Minah noona. What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m just teaching my fellow lowerclassmen how to behave.” Minah says, playing innocent.

Chanyeol blinks and looks back at me. He opens his mouth just as Baekhyun comes running from the classroom.

“Chanyeol, what’s-” Baekhyun stops when he sees the situation. “Minah.”

Troublesome.

I prepare myself for pain and push Kai forward, causing him to let go of my hand. I hold back my hand towards my chest and walk back towards the classroom. They’re all troublesome.

“Yah.” I hear Kai complain and I walk faster.

Baekhyun runs over to me. He takes me by the wrist aggressively and looks at my hands. Kai looks down at his hand that gripped mine. Red. From my blood. He looks up at Baekhyun and I, observing my hands. His eyes go from a squint, to wide open. The blood drips from my fresh wounds, to the floor.

“She did this to you?” Baekhyun his voice cracks and I look up to see that his eyes are wet.

My heart skips. Well, isn’t he a bit too sensitive, for me?

Before I could open my mouth, Baekhyun rushes me towards the nurse’s office. He pauses in front of Minah and points a finger at her, his gaze is fixed in front of him.

“Don’t ever speak to me again.” He pauses after every syllable.

She looks defensive and visibly upset. “I was just trying to to help our relationship, I-”

“What relationship?” Baekhyun furrows his brows in confusion, cutting her off. “We are nothing, especially now that you’ve done this to her!”

Minah opens her mouth defensively and Baekhyun pulls me away. As I struggle to keep up with his pace, I glance up at him. His chest lifts quickly in anger and his mouth is fixed in a frown.

I tear my eyes from his face and fixate my eyes on my wrist that is in his grip. He holds me hastily, but gently as if I was going to break at any second. We say nothing as we speed through the halls, eventually making our way to the nurse’s office.

“Again?” She sighs the moment she sees my face. “You know, for a new student, you sure are making a lot of trouble for yourself.”

Her eyes linger on Baekhyun and the corners of her mouth lifts. “And a lot of boyfriends.”

I felt my face flush and I stare intently at the ground. Beside me I hear Baekhyun cough nervously and I sneak a small smile, making sure he didn’t see it.

The nurse comes over with the first aid kit and starts to bandage my hands. She doesn’t question how I got the wounds and I’m thankful for that. She kicks us out of the office as soon as she is finished.

“I don’t want to see you back here with another boy, do you understand?” She growls as she pushes me out.

I nod and bow to her before heading to class with Baekhyun at my heel.

“Boyfriend hm?” He hums happily and I shoot him a glare. He chuckles and rests his elbow on my shoulder. He turns me around to face him, stopping me in my tracks. I glare up at him with a frown as he leans his forehead towards mine.

“Should I be your boyfriend?”

From the corner of my eyes I see Chanyeol holding my bag in his arm. His eyes are wide and his jaw drops open at the sight of Baekhyun leaning against me in the middle of the hallway.

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