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“Fucking pigs.” Jeongwoo seethed through gritted teeth. He balled his hands into fists on the cafeteria table. The others sitting on the table didn’t seem to share the same anger he had, which made him glare at them one by one. They looked down to avoid his gaze with blank faces.
It’s been two weeks, and they still haven’t done anything. People may think that they’re scared or they’re just taking their sweet time. Jeongwoo wasn’t satisfied with either options. They needed a taste of their own medicine. It might be the only thing helping him sleep at night.
“Are you guys not mad?” He questioned in disbelief with his brows furrowed. A couple of sighs left the table. Hyunsuk put down his soda can with a clink and looked straight into Jeongwoo’s eyes. His white collared shirt had the first button unbuttoned and the school tie loosened.
“We are mad.” He sighed. Jeongwoo eyed him up and down with his top lip curled in a snarl. Mashiho rolled his eyes and shook his head as he looked to the other side. The silence in the table made Jeongwoo more restless. He expected enthusiasm, not everyone to be so silent.
“You sure don’t look like it.” Jeongwoo scoffed and leaned back in his seat.
“We are mad, but I think we need to give it up.” Junghwan shrugged. Jeongwoo narrowed his eyes at him and got closer to the table. One more statement, and he would be pushed over the edge.
“Are you serious?” he asked.
“They fucked up our cars and we haven’t done anything in two fucking weeks!” Jeongwoo shouted in frustration. his friends faces froze in surprise. He was half standing up, not realising how loud he was. His eyes skimmed over the cafeteria when a silence fell after his outburst.
People eyes were glued on him, he slowly sat back down and crossed his arms with a grimace painted on his face. Students looked back at their friends and continued doing whatever they were doing before .
He scoffed and looked to the side only to be met with the mocking eyes of another table. He knew that table too well. his hands were balled into fists as he watched them laugh and snicker. A rage of fire lit in his insides when he saw Watanabe Haruto smirking at him. He gritted his teeth and glared back at him. His face looked so punchable.
The rage of he felt distracted him from the sound of clinking footsteps behind him. it felt like they were glaring at each other for hours. Haruto’s feline eyes stared back at him with so much belittlement, Jeongwoo had to hold himself back.
A pair of hands on his shoulders snapped him back. Haruto scoffed and looked back at his friends. Jeongwoo didn’t even have to look back to know who that person was.
“‘Sup losers.” Jayoon greeted and sat down beside Jeongwoo. Her long black hair was pushed back by a red headband and her tall figure complimented the sucky school uniform . She reached her hand forward to give Mashiho a handshake then moved onto Hyunsuk. Jeongwoo looked down with a tense look on his face, all he needed was focus.
“Hey.” She called and shook his shoulder, he turned his head to her. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.” He muttered and leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms in front of him. She slightly furrowed her brows at him in confusion and looked around the cafeteria. She craned her neck back to see the other table sitting across from them. Her face twisted into a grimace when she saw them look over at their table. She put up her middle finger at them with a scowl on her face making them turn their heads back. Jeongwoo let out a chuckle.
His smile was slowly wiped off his face when he felt something missing. His facial expression got more shocked. It was someone.
Minyoung.
“Where’s Minyoung?” Jeongwoo asked quickly when he noticed Jayoon came alone. She casted a side glance at him with her brow raised. She looked back forward and crossed her arms abruptly.
“She said she was gonna do something and left.” She said. Jayoon always wanted to prove she wasn’t Minyoung’s babysitter, she wanted all that was between them to be called a friendship . she was sick of chasing after her. If she wanted to do that, she would just get pregnant. But that didn’t matter now. Minyoung wasn’t there.
“Why the fuck did you leave her alone?” Junkyu asked with his eyes wide. Taekwang entrusted his daughter to each and every one of them and they didn’t want to play chances so they took care of her.
“She’s not five, she can take care of herself.” Jayoon scoffed.
“Well her dad treats her like she’s five and he’ll get all of our asses if something happens to her.” Junkyu said.
“Shut up nothing’s gonna happen to her.” Jayoon said hastily , sending a glare Junkyu’s way. “Don’t stress me out.”
“Jayoon, what should we do with them?” Jeongwoo asked, with his face frozen in focus.
“With who?” She asked.
“Watanabe and his fucking dirtbags.” He said these words like they were poison on his tongue.
“I think we should skip last period and fuck up their cars too.” She suggested simply . His lips stretched into a smile when the mention of the idea created a spark in his mind. He let go of a deep breath and leaned back in his seat.
“Good to know not all of my friends are a bunch of pussies.” He sighed with a smirk.
“Hey!” Yedam called out. “No one said we didn’t want to do that.”
“Yeah? And who said we should give it up?” Jeongwoo asked rhetorically . Junghwan rolled his eyes and took a deep breath in. He combed back his dishevelled hair with one hand and hunched over the table.
“look. We’ll skip last period, go to the sports warehouse and get some baseball bats and golf clubs. Not that complicated.” Junghwan said.
“What do we have after recess?” Jeongwoo asked.
“PE.” Mashiho answered. Jeongwoo scoffed with a smirk on his face. Yedam noticed his expression and turned his eyes to him.
“What?” He asked with a still look on his face.
“nothing.” Jeongwoo said with that same smirk plastered on his lips.
His shoes squeaked against the gym floor as he moved from side to side to avoid the red dodgeballs thrown at him and his team . His breath heaved in his chest. Sweat made some hairs stick to his forehead.
A student’s face was focused as his eyes looked straight into Jeongwoo. Jeongwoo positioned himself and took in a breath. The ball was aimed at him.
A red ball was thrown his way. A focused look decorated his face as he put both of his hands in front of him in defence. The grits of the ball grazed his palm and fingers when he caught the ball with its speed. His eyes winced when he felt the pain on his palm.
He dropped the ball and put his hands in front of him to inspect it. Red tints were scattered on his palm. A small scratch under his thumb made him realise all the adrenaline he had. He didn’t feel its pain. He brushed his thumb over the scratch. When the sweat met with the small wound, he took in a sharp breath and winced.
The piercing sound of the whistle snapped him out of it. He looked up to find the source.
“Out!” The coach yelled after the whistle to the guy that threw the ball. He walked to the sidelines and watched the others play.
“Alright. Five minute break!” The coach said and left to the warehouse. Jeongwoo’s eyes trailed him as he left with a mischievous look on his face.
When the coach was out of view, he picked up the red ball on the ground. He turned it in his hand, inspecting its crevices. A giggle left his lips. He didn’t know why he found it so funny.
He looked up and walked to the rest of the guys. A familiar tall guy with ebony hair stood up, talking with his friends. He turned his back to Jeongwoo.
Jeongwoo gripped the ball harder and held it with both hands. The look of focus on his face tightened. he finally stopped at a far yet close distance from him, he hands gripped the ball and pushed it back to catch as much momentum as possible . then he threw the ball as hard as he could at his back.
Haruto’s back arched slightly when the ball hit it hard. His conversation was cut . When the ball fell he abruptly turned his head back with his eyes glaring to find the person.
Jeongwoo tried to dim his smile and walk up to him normally . When Haruto spotted Jeongwoo, he didn’t miss the smile on his face. He turned to him with his brows furrowed and his fists clenched.
“Give the ball back.” Jeongwoo said. Haruto stayed still, glaring at him.
“I said, Give the ball back!” He yelled this time. Haruto threw the ball on the ground and walked closer to him.
“The fuck is your problem?” Haruto asked with his eyes narrowed at him. Their close proximity made his nostrils flare as he glared up at him.
Jeongwoo pushed his chest, making haruto stumble back.
“Just give the damn ball back.” Jeongwoo said with a blank face.
Haruto gripped a fistful of Jeongwoo’s shirt, bringing him closer as his shirt tightened around him . Jeongwoo sucked in a sharp breath and watched him with slightly wide eyes.
“Don’t fucking try me, or I’ll fucking beat your ass.” He threatened through gritted teeth. Jeongwoo’s face twisted in a grimace when he heard these words.
“Oh yeah, then beat me up. Then fucking do it.” Jeongwoo said. He freed himself form his grasp and pushed him off. “Beat me up!”
People turned their heads to them at the volume, muttering and mumbling to each other. Hyunsuk looked around for the sound in confusion, he recognised that voice. When he saw Jeongwoo, his eyes widened and he ran to him.
“Hey!” Hyunsuk yelled as he ran. Jeongwoo’s fist swung back in a quick movement. He couldn’t stand to see Haruto’s face. Before his fist can hit his face, Hyunsuk grabbed the back of his shirt and clung onto his arms to push him back. He forbid him the satisfaction when he held him back. Jeongwoo’s face fell in frustration when he felt him hold him back.
“Get off of me!” Jeongwoo yelled but Hyunsuk didn’t let go.
Yoshi ran to Haruto and held him back as well when he saw him about to hit Jeongwoo.
“Let me go!” He yelled.
“Son of a bitch.” Jeongwoo hissed at him, he felt his face go red with anger, his hands were restless, he needed to hurt him somehow. Haruto was trying with all his force to walk and beat him up. But whenever he tried, Yoshi held him back.
“Hey hey hey!” The coach came jogging. His voice filled the entire gym, making everyone wince when they were surprised by his volume. But he couldn’t stop Jeongwoo and Haruto.
“I’m gone for two damn minutes and you’re already fighting!” He yelled.
“Jeongwoo come on it’s not worth it.” Hyunsuk grunted, his grip on his arms started to slip away, he couldn’t let Jeongwoo fight him.
“Haruto stop!” Yoshi said. Haruto gripped his arm aggressively to get him off, Yoshi winced and held onto him harder.
“One more time and you’re going to the principal’s office, you hear me?!” The coach came in between them and shouted.
“He’s sorry sir.” Hyunsuk said on behalf of Jeongwoo. “Come on.”
Jeongwoo reached his hand forward trying to hold onto his shirt. His jaw was clenched and he used all his strength to jump at him.
“I said enough!” The coach shouted, Making them all stop. Jeongwoo and Haruto glared at each other with laboured breaths as they stood still. With every breath their chest rose and fell.
“Now hit the showers.” The coach turned his head to the other student, once they heard him they all scurried to the showers. “ All of you!”
As they were about to go to the showers, the coach beckoned to them with a finger with a scowl on his face and said. “Come here you two.”
They rolled their eyes and walked to him.
“I better not see your faces here for another second.” he rested his hands on his hips and said. “Go to the principal’s office”
“But sir-“ Jeongwoo tried to say with wide eyes. Haruto’s eyes went wide, as if he was about to say something.
“Now!” He shouted and pointed at the door. They let out an exasperated sigh and dragged their footsteps to the door, still in in their sports clothes .
“Fuck you it’s all your fault.” Jeongwoo grumbled and walked past him.
“ Just shut the fuck up.” Haruto muttered and walked in front of him. Jeongwoo’s eyes as he walked in front of him.
“Look boys.” They sat down on the chairs in the principal’s office with blank bored faces. “We don’t tolerate this behaviour.”
“I am ashamed.” He grumbled and shook his head. Haruto rolled his eyes and looked to the other side.
“When you do it, other students think it’s okay as well.” He explained.
“You have to be an example for the younger students.” He said with unnecessary emphasise on every word.
“You have to get along.” He tried to convince them. Both of them knew getting along was impossible. And they weren’t ever planning to get along. The atmosphere couldn’t get anymore boring. The middle aged man flipped through random papers on his desk. it looked like he didn’t really care and just wanted to scare them.
“I’m sorry, okay.” Haruto said nonchalantly . The principal looked up with offence clear in his face.
“Do not speak to me in that tone, mr. Watanabe.” He said sternly , pointing a finger at him.
“It was all his fault anyway.” Haruto mumbled. Jeongwoo’s face fell into a scowl when he heard him.
He side eyed him and crossed his arms. “It wasn’t my fault. he started it!”
“Be quiet!” The principal shouted making them jump. The principal looked like he would get a heart attack at any given moment, they had to be careful with him.
“I’m not trying to blame anyone. All I’m saying is don’t do it again. Or it’s a suspension next time.” He threatened and continued flicking through his papers. “I’m sick of seeing you two in my office.”
The shrieking bell went off catching their attention. The principal sighed and hunched over his wide desk.
“Saved by the bell.” He muttered.
“I better not see you two fighting again.” He pointed out as they stood up. “Get out.”
Jeongwoo and Haruto walked through the halls to get back to the shower room and get their school uniform, keeping their distance from each other . Nothing ended up how he wanted. Just seeing him there and not beating him made him angry. He moved up a few steps ahead of him to avoid walking directly beside him.
Haruto looked at him and scoffed. Jeongwoo was the most petty person to him. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and huffed a breath. He was supposed to pick his sister up after school though he already made plans with his friends. If he didn’t pick his sister up, his parents will have his head. Memi was old enough to take care of herself.
The more they walked, the louder sounds of breaking glass and murmurs got. Jeongwoo’s brows furrowed in curiosity. A group of students were grouped up at the windows. Who could be making a ruckus in the middle of a school day?
Sounds of glass breaking and banging on metal got louder and louder as they walked. Haruto jogged to the window and pushed through the students to see. Once he got there, his mouth hung in a gape and a pang hit his heart.
Jeongwoo noticed his expression and walked to the window as well. He covered his mouth with his hand and let out a surprised chuckle. He saw Haruto and his friends’ cars being ruined and broken by his friends.
Then he turned his head to Haruto,
Once he noticed his black car getting ruined the most, he ran outside.
It was exactly what he deserved.
Fuck him.