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Gyujin mind was finally at ease when he saw Yeorin the next day, basically glowing with life.

He wanted to hold her all night after their sweet emotional bonding, he felt oddly sad when she had to go home.

But they had school the next day and she obviously needed to freshen up after that steamy moment between the lovers.

He smiled when he caught her eyes, which lit up brightly as soon as they connected with his. She instantly ran over to him and clasped her small hands on his, pulling her to their next class.

"How are you?" Gyujin asked softly.

"I feel great." She answered quietly but he could hear how lively she was this morning, which made him glad.

"Are you sore?" He asked, lowering his voice so only she could hear him.

She giggled quietly, appreciating his worry for her well-being.

"No, I feel alright. Thank you for asking." Yeorin replied softly, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

A comfortable silence fell over the two as they walked down the hall hand in hand.

Yeorin was so glad her day started out peacefully, she felt so happy to openly walk and talk with her boyfriend.

Unfortunately her little happy bubble popped the minute a familiar voice came from behind them.

"Fuck-gyu." Seongjun called out to her boyfriend.

Yeorin felt that familiar overwhelming fear creeping up her spine, making her posture tense rapidly, like how water freezes below zero.

Gyujin hated how Seongjun had this terrible effect on Yeorin, but he was determined to stand up both for him and Yeorin. He wanted this stupid school hierarchy to finally end.

So, he did what any other protester would do. He ignored Seongjun's calling.

As much as he prayed the bully would get his message and leave them alone, Seongjun didn't. He continued calling out to the couple with his obnoxiously mocking voice.

"Cupcake, Fuck-gyu!" Seongjun called out one more time, getting more and more annoyed as they ignored him.

Yeorin's hand gripped Gyujin's tightly, expressing her discomfort as she heard footsteps coming towards them.

Just as she predicted, Seongjun appeared from behind them, wrapping his arms around the two.

Yeorin's smaller body started shaking very noticeably, suddenly remembering about the threat Seongjun told her.

"Don't ignore me, you little fuckers." Seongjun stopped walking as he growled into their ears.

The lump in Yeorin's throat started to grow as Seongjun's grip tightened on her shoulder, almost painfully squeezing her to his side.

Gyujin felt his anger rise when he heard the soft squeaky sound coming from her, alarming his instincts to keep her safe.

"You two better be waiting at karaoke later." Seongjun stated, angering the boy even more, knowing his true intentions.

That made Gyujin react.

He reached up and threw Seongjun's arm off his shoulder, then took a hold of Yeorin and pulled her behind him, away from the bully's reach.

"Why should I ?" Gyujin asked, looking dangerously deeply into Seongjun's eyes.

"What?" His response seemed to surprise Seongjun and his crew.

Yeorin was shocked to say the least, she never once imagined Gyujin to stand up for himself, she was to much of a coward to do for herself, but seeing Gyujin like that made something spark in her chest.

He looked hot.

Gyujin started walking away, deciding the conversation was over, he pulled a trembling Yeorin behind him only to be grabbed by the back of his collar and slammed to the wall.

Startled by the sudden impact, Yeorin gasped then yelped out in fear when a guy came up behind her and grabbed her by the arm roughly.

"Goddamn, why is this bastard acting up again?" Seongjun sighed in disappointment and annoyance.

"I just don't want to go." Gyujin said bravely, which angered the bully more.

Seongjun grabbed his collar tightly, scaring Yeorin, even if she wasn't in a chokehold, it still brought her to tears. She was scared for Gyujin.

"Say that again. You don't want to?" Seongjun lowly said, almost threateningly.

"No." Gyujin without any hesitation.

Seongjun roughly grabbed Gyujin by the face, snarling into his face. "You fucking bitch. Want me to leak your pics?"

"Get the class now, you punks!" A teaches suddenly appeared out of nowhere, making Seongjun and the guy behind Yeorin let the lovers go, mainly to mask the situation.

"The bell rang. Get moving." Gyujin was quick to pull Yeorin away from the bullies, leading her into the classroom.

Yeorin clung to his arm, searching for any kind of comfort he could give her as the entered the class. Gyujin reached down, giving her one last squeeze and a small peck on the forehead before they separated to sit down on their seats.

She was sitting beside him, deciding to stay close, which calmed him down the sightliest.

However Seongjun walked in with his face grace and plopped down right behind Gyujin.

Yeorin shot him a nervous look while he gave her a small smile to reassure her everything will be okay.

And there it came, the teasing the mocking, the taunting.

Seongjun started kicking Gyujin's chair, trying to rile him up.

"Hey. Say that again. You don't want to?" Kick. "You don't want to?" Kick. "Answer me, you fucking bitch."

That made Gyujin react, but not like how Seongjun wanted him to. Gyujin only glanced over his shoulder.

"Okay." Gyujin replied, making Yeorin look at him with horror. "Stop it."

Seongjun chuckled in disbelief. He thought threatening him with his pictures would bring him to obeyed but nope. Gyujin was determined.

The teacher came into the class, oblivious to the tension between the three teenagers in the back of the class.

"Stop it? Hey. Since when did you have a choice? A slave just shuts up and does as he's told. Your new girlfriend seemed to get it." Seongjun jeered.

A clicking sound caught Yeorin's attention, she looked to the side and saw Seongjun holding a box cutter against Gyujin's back, slowly cutting his school uniform.

"Call her a fucking math bitch." Seongjun demanded.

"I don't want to."

"Do it." Seongjun cut his uniform deeper. "Do it."

Yeorin trembled as she listened to the sound of fabric ripping.

"I said do it, you motherfucker. Do it or I will publicly take cupcake." That was what it took to Gyujin snap.

He knew Seongjun was serious but he would never ever let him hurt Yeorin again.

He stood up abruptly, pushing his chair back with a loud clanging noise. Everyone was startled by his sudden movements, making them look at him.

"Park Gyujin! What is it? What's the matter?" The teacher scolded him.

Gyujin ignored her and turned around to face Seongjun with a death glare. He was done.

"Hey, you son of a bitch. Stop it. When I tell you to stop, just stop. I told you to stop. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Fucking stop! Just stop it. Stop it you fucking asshole. Just stop it!" Gyujin went feral.

He was throwing his chair around, slamming desk out of uncontrollable rage. Yeorin should be frightened but she was just fascinated by his bravery and courage to finally fight for himself.