In my first year of high school, my name was dubu.  Actually, my name was Lee Jinki.  But, everyone just called me dubu because of my unfortunate baby fat that seemed to make me look a little like… tofu.

At first, the nickname seemed rather innocent. I always knew that I was a bit thicker than the average kid. Really, most of the kids in my school looked a little too skinny, if you ask me. But to them, I was a fat, hulking monster.

Yeah, the nickname was rather innocent at first. But, I guess, high school is a stressful place. Exams came around and so did the teasing.  Everyone used me being fat as a bit of an excuse to let out some of that extra stress. Some kids chose to say some mean things like I was ugly or I looked like a pig. A couple other kids thought that isolating me from everyone else was a great way to make their self-esteems go up.

At first it wasn’t that bad. I might have been a lot like a big pile of dubu, but I was pretty tough. I felt like a soldier in war and I tried as hard as I could to remain strong. I was the dubu fighter! But, it turned out that I wasn’t that strong when it came to real punches.

After the first couple of fights, my parents got worried. Apparently, tofu bruises pretty easily.

The “final straw” as they called it, was when I was pushed down a flight of stairs. Mind you that it was only a few steps, my mother was still…. Considerably upset.  So, I guess you could say I ran away. My family packed up and moved as far away as possible. In reality we only moved to the outskirts of Gyeonggido. But, at the time, it was far enough for both me and my parents. I was gone for two years.

But, now, I was walking up the very stairs I was pushed down and it made me sicker than I could explain in words. I am more confident now than I was as a freshmen, but nothing prepares you for something like this. It's like walking down an alley way in the middle of the night and knowing you are about to get mugged. 

I walked down the hall ways with as much caution as possible. I felt almost like a ninja when I was pressing myself against the wall and tiptoeing down the vacant corridor. If I was carrying a sword, it probably would have been even better. Whenever I saw another student, I would give them quick glances and walk faster down the hallways. When I finally reached the main office, I burst through the door into my sancuary.

with a sigh of relief, I walked up to the front desk and smiled. The office sdtill looked the same except for the few new tissue boxes and the new lamp. I had been to the office more times than I could count. I guess you could blame my overly protective mother for that. Every little scratch I would get caused my mother to run into the office and make a scene.

I leaned on the front desked and waited for someone to notice me. A older women tuned my way on her spinning chair and smiled at me.

"Excuse me, but my parents registered me here yesterday and I need my new schedule. Please..." I couldn't help but be unreasonably awkward.

"Name please?" She asked while she began to pick through a stack of papers.

"Lee Jinki."

The women looked up at me with wide eyes. The papers in her hands fell back to the desk.

"Hold on one moment," she said hurriedly as she scurried to an office. I knew I should ahve just sat their in the uncomfortable chairs made for moments like this, but instead I leaned over the desk to see what the women was doing.

"He's back!" I heard her whisper to someone else. I heard a annoyed sigh come from the office. I presumed that the listener had asked the women who because seconds later I heard her squeak out my name.

When the women came back to the front desk I was waiting at, but a taller, lankier women followed behind her. I sighed a bit and stood to greet them.

"Lee Jinki?" She asked a bit nervous.

"Ne, but please, call me Onew!" I said as cheerfully as possible.

"Right... My name is Mrs. Baek. I'm the counsler. So, if you run into any.... issues... with students here, please don't hesitate to come see me." She said seriously. I nodded and thanked her. The woman at the front desk handed me my schedule with a worried look. I tried to smile at her, but I grimaced by accident.

I was hoping that I could go into the office and leave with at least a bit of hope. However, stepping out of the office made me feel even bleaker. THey apparently remembered me, for obiviously negative reasons. I sighed as I looked over my classes.

I went to the first classroom in caution. All the other students were already in class, it seemed I was a little over 15 minutes late.

I breathed deeply. In…out…in…out. Stay calm, I kept reminding myself. Do not panic, I told myself again. I was nervous and my palms were sweating. I scratched the back of my neck and rubbed my forehead. Was I running a fever? Maybe I should lie down….I inwardly groaned and reminded myself once again to be calm. They won't even remember you by now, I reminded myself again.

I took in a deep breath as I opened the door.

I walked into the dreary classroom. It was filled with students. Twenty-three pairs of eyes were all looking at me. I felt like a centipede was crawling around my body. I hated when people stared at me, it always made my stomach feel prickly. All the faces looked as if they were expecting something from me. I felt like a dancing monkey in a cage. I was about to do a jazz square when the teacher spoke.

“Are you a new student?”

“Oh, yes! I’m....Lee Onew.” I said hesitantly. I had been called Onew at my old school, but for some reason I felt the need to introduce myself as dubu. I swallowed thickly.

He took my schedule and signed me in. I sat at an empty desk next to a pretty dark haired girl. The chair was squeaky and yellow. Her chair was red. It matched her hair bows. She looked me up and down. I felt like she was summing up if I was worth her time or not. She had the air of an aristrocrat. For some reason I felt the need to call her "Her Majesty" and to kneel before her. I however, refrained.

"Hello~" she purred at me. Something about her tone was weird, but I smiled at her nonetheless.

"Hello," I said nicely. She seemed to be judging me again, her eyes were constantly looking over me and analyzing me. 

"I'm Victoria, by the way," she said while leaning in closer to me.

"I'm Onew," I said nervously. I really wasn't used to people talking to me.

She ended up asking me to go to lunch with her and her friends. I accepted gladly. I had never been treated this nicely this quickly before. I guess during the time she was examining me, she found somethng aobut me she liked. I wasn't that excited to eat with her, but when I saw her friends I could help bust gasp a little bit. Victoria had some pretty... good looking friends. They were the type of people you saw in movies and thought they were perfect. Upon first glance, I knew that I had just gotten invited to eat lunch with rolaty of the school. Soon, excitment become horror and horror became nervousness.

I sat at the lunch table and a crowd of people were surronding us. Everyone was loud and asked all these questions. I had to try really hard not to say anything embarrassing or to mention anything that would immediently get me kicked out of the most prestigious table and the cafeteria. I also had to have a careful look out for any familiar faces. Over all, it was a successful firslunch. I made friends and they wanted me to sit with them again the next day.

I had never had more than 2 friends before. Now a sea of people wanted me to sit with them. In a way, I hated it. I hated sitting with them and knowing that it was those kind of people that tortured me when I was younger. But, sitting there now, It was hard to imagine thm ever being mean to me. I felt for a second that all those things that happened when I was young, they were all these little nightmares I had made up in my head. But at the same time, I felt that maybe me eating lunch with Victoria and her friends was all a dream I made up in my head as well.

Maybe nothing was even real.

The halls seemed vacant. Everyone had all left for their classes by now, but I was a bit lost honestly. I didn't realize that I had a free period now. So, I was left wandering. I guess, I should have been paying attention to where I walking. But, my natural clumsiness kicked in and I tripped over the air. I felt my body hit the ground with a dull thud. I laid there for a minute in pain. I took a deep breath and began to get back up, when a hand was shoved in my face. I looked up at the hands owners and my eyes met dark, puppy eyes. They were wet and glassy. I took the hand in front of me meekly, my eyes unable to tear away from the person above me. I was pulled to my feet and out of my trance.

I fully took in the boy in front of me. He was shorter than me, but it didn't bother me much. He hair was dark brown and spiked and perfectly arranged. His skin was light and smooth looking. His eyes are what I really couldn't tear my gaze away from though. I know it's rude to stare, but it was hard for me.

"I'm Jonghyun," He said to me. He smiled a large goofy grin and my heart stopped.

"You're... Onew, right?" He said. The way he said my name was weird. It almost sounded like he was disbeiliving or that he couldn't accept the fact that my name was Onew.

"Yeah, how did you know?" I said, an evident amount of curosity was in my voice.

"Everybody knows. Everyone is talking about the new good looking student named Onew," he said as if it was plain as day. I couldn't help but blush a little bit when he called me good looking.

"I didn't realize that so many people would take an interest in a new student."

"In a school like this, if anything happens, everyone will defiently take an interest in it," He said with a sigh. He sounded almost tired. I wasn't really sure what he meant by it, but the sentence seemed haunting.

A silence loomed over us after that. I didn't know what to say to him. He didn't seem to want to say anything to me either. So, we stood in the hallway, saying nothing.

"So, Onew... what class do you have right now? It seems you are a bit late." The silence broke.

"I have a free period right now. I don't really know what to do actually."  I said while chewing my bottom lip. It was a bad habbit I had while thinking.

"Well, you could go get some coffee with me, that is if you want. I don't think anyone will miss us for a period." He said with a large cheeky grin. It was really a smile I couldn't refuse.

"Coffee sounds nice."

(A/N): Well, hello there beautiful.

I just need to take a moment to appreciate my life. Okay. thanks. That was great.

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