A loud, noisy bleeping sound echoed against the walls of Baekhyun’s bedroom. The sleepy boy languidly lifted his arm, groaning as he did so, to turn off his alarm.

His room felt cold, as winter was slowly setting in, and he dug further away under his blanket. Despite the cold creeping underneath his beloved blanket, he sighed contently, deciding it’s better than nothing.

He wished he could sleep for a little longer, eyelids feeling as if they had to carry dozens of bricks. Like always, it was 2 a.m. when he returned home from the coffee shop, though this time he didn’t take the short way. Another groan escaped his lips when he realized he had to get out of bed if he didn’t want to be late for school. Reluctantly, he slipped away from his bed, walking towards the bathroom with lazy steps.

After the nice, warm shower, he dressed himself in his uniform and sat down on the edge of his bed, taking a piece of paper along with a pen out of his bag.

Ever since the breakfast accident from yesterday, he couldn’t talk to Chanyeol, as the teacher in the last period blabbered on and on, taking extra time, because they were behind schedule. He’d turned out to be late for his part time job, too, even though he had run towards the book shop when his teacher had dismissed them.

He’d decided to write a letter to Chanyeol; he was afraid to talk to the latter because of the kiss on the cheek thing, but somehow he didn’t regret it. No, instead of feeling remorse, he’d much rather feel that soft skin against his lips all over again, or maybe even those beautiful, plush lips.

Baekhyun laughed to himself, shaking his head at his silly thoughts.

He looked at the paper between his hands again and took a deep breath, tapping the tip of the paper against his rosy lips, unconsciously pouting.

Okay! What should I write?

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After what seems like forever, Baekhyun finally arrived at school.

“Kyungsoo! Hey! Wait!” He yelled when he saw the back of said boy, currently walking into the direction of their first class that morning.

“Baek? Good morning,” Kyungsoo turned around when he heard his friend voice, giving him a warm, cheerful smile.

“Do you know where Chanyeol’s locker is?” Baekhyun asked rather breathlessly due to the sudden run towards the shorter boy.

“Chanyeol? Yeah, I do, why?” Kyungsoo asked confusedly.

“You do? Great! Tell me where is it, please. And hurry, class starts soon,” Baekhyun rambled, jumping up and down excitedly.

“Woah, calm down! Firstly, tell me, why do you need it?” Kyungsoo’s eyes narrowed into suspicion, knowing how Baekhyun could get into troubles by his random plans.

“It’s… Just, I… oh my, this is so embarrassing,” Baekhyun stuttered, a soft pink color dusting his cheeks.

“What?” Kyungsoo asked, confusion only increasing, not quite understanding his friend’s reaction.

Baekhyun reached out for his back bag, pulling out a small, pink envelope. He eyed his surroundings first, eyes shooting to the left and right repeatedly, before whispering, “I wrote him this.”

“Kyaaa, so cute!” Kyungsoo pinched Baekhyun’s cheeks, which redness was increasing in opacity by the second, earning a whine from the scarlet-faced boy.

“Stop it! Now tell me where it is!”

“Okay, okay, calm down, come on I will bring you there.”

And with that, they both walked to where Chanyeol’s locker was located.

“Here, this is the one,” Kyungsoo said, pointing at one of the many lockers in the hallway.

“Are you sure?” Baekhyun asked, not wanting the letter to end up in wrong hands.

“Positive. Now, put it in, the bell can ring any moment now,” Kyungsoo chided, though a gentle smile was plastered on his face. Oh, how he loved seeing his best friend like this, all shy and in love. Yet he wasn’t sure if he should be supporting his friend, afraid of him getting hurt in the future, but he couldn’t help it, helping Baekhyun that is. He’s never seen him so lively and exited before. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad after all, and he’d just be worried about nothing.

Baekhyun took a deep breath before slipping the letter in the locker. The he proceeded to take out a large lollipop from his back and stuck it into the slit.

“Here, all done,” And Baekhyun didn’t even try to suppress a grin from blossoming on his face.

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When Baekhyun and Kyungsoo enter the classroom together, Chanyeol and Kai were already there, busy chattering away. Kyungsoo looked at Kai simultaneously as the latter did, and their gazes met, locked in a stare when no one dared to turn away.

Why love must be so hard? Why couldn’t I just love a normal person who can simply love me back? Kyungsoo sulked.

I’m not a bad person, Kyungsoo, just give me a chance to prove myself to you, Kai thought, hoping Kyungsoo was able to read his sad eyes.

“Everyone to their places, come on!” The teacher walked in, clapping her hands, the action making the two cut off their staring contest, and Kyungsoo slid into his seat.

Baekhyun, on the other hand, couldn’t help but to stare at Chanyeol, who was sat two seats diagonally right of him. His heart beat was racing. As he looked at his crush’s side profile, his mind flew back to the night where everything happened, butterflies fluttering in his tummy when images of their heated make-out session popped up.

Suddenly, Chanyeol turned his head to the side and Baekhyun couldn’t think his heart could beat any louder, the pounding vibrating in his ears. Chanyeol was really handsome with his short black hair, and large, sparkly eyes that only make him look cuter.

Baekhyun really fell hard…

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Chanyeol watched as Baekhyun and Kyungsoo—he overheard Kai calling him that—walked into class, rather tardily. He noticed the eye contact going on between his friend and Kyungsoo, and he smirked inwardly. There is this little something between them.

His gaze shifted to the boy next standing next to Kyungsoo, the boy that he couldn’t get out of his mind. Since yesterday, his mind flooded with thoughts of Baekhyun. There was always this weird feeling in his stomach whenever he closed his eyes to picture the boy. Bright smile, cute face, fluffy hair where he’d oh so badly wanted to rake his fingers through. Whenever he started planning how to tell that everything that had happened between them was a mistake, he couldn’t help but to picture the smaller boy with teary eyes and a cute pout and as cute as that might sounded, it hurt him to know that he would be the reason behind those tears.

He shook his head when the teacher walks in and let soon the lesson begin.

After a while of listening to the boring, monotone voice of their teacher explaining some historic war, he turned around to look at Baekhyun, though unsure of why he did so. And as he turned around, he noticed that said boy was already looking at him. Quickly, he tried to avoid eye contact by averting his eyes to the window behind him, then looked back at their teacher.

Is he looking at me? Chanyeol thought, noticing how his stomach made a few flips.

“Okay class, that all for today,” Mr. Kim said, finishing whatever he was writing on the board.

“But before I go. As you all might know, Mrs. Lee is already in her eight month of pregnancy, so she has decided to stop working until she gives birth,” He explained, and all the students nodded, waiting for the teacher to continue. She always looked tired and needed to take a lot of breaks, so the news wasn’t all that shocking.

“So, starting from next week a new teacher would be teaching you. I expect all of you to behave around her, understand?” Mr. Kim said sternly, eyeing a few particular students in the back row of the class.

“Yes, teacher!” The class erupted together.

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After two more classes it was finally lunch time. As the students head out for the canteen, the room turned emptier and emptier.

“Come on, let’s go,” Kai stood up, poking Chanyeol’s bicep.

“Uh, ‘kay,” Chanyeol replied, scurrying all of his material together and shoving them into his bag.

Baekhyun longingly watched as Chanyeol walked out of class, sighing dreamily, “Isn’t he handsome?”

“You are sick,” Kyungsoo chuckled, playfully hitting him on the arm.

“Yes, love sick,” Baekhyun said, still not awake from his dreamy state of mind, even though Chanyeol was gone already.

“Yah! Snap out of it,” Kyungsoo snapped his fingers right in front of Baekhyun’s face, startling the other, resulting in him falling off his chair.

“Ouch… that hurt,” Baekhyun mumbles, rubbing the sore spot on his forehead that had hit the table in the process.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to make you fall! Are you okay?” Kyungsoo panicked as soon as he saw the eyes of his sensitive friend beginning to fill with tears.

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t,” Baekhyun sniffed, trying to hold back his tears. He’s always hated how easily he could cry.

“I am really sorry. Does it hurt?” Kyungsoo asked, extending his hand to help him stand up.

“I said it’s okay,” He said, fake-smiling to hide the pain, flinching when he heard his harsh tone. He knew it’s so childish to cry over something like this, but he couldn’t help it, no matter how much he tried to stop his tears, they always found their way to stain his cheeks.

“Are you sure?” Kyungsoo asked, quite unsure of Baekhyun’s state.

“Yeah, I’ll just try to cool it down with some cold water, I will be right back,” As soon as the words left his lips, he dashed out of the classroom. He knew those tears were going to fall sooner or later, but if there was anything he hated, it’d be crying in front of someone, which he, in fact, did a lot.

When he reached the restroom, he opened the door slowly just to make sure that it was empty. When his sight was clear, he opened the door fully before stepping in.

He immediately went to the sinks and splashed cold water into his face, hissing when the liquid touched his forehead and the tears that he tried so hard to hold back, finally started to stream down his face.

He looked at the mirror and saw a weak cry-baby. No matter how much he tried to be stronger—trying not to cry, trying to forget—nothing really happened. He would still cry at the slightest pain, physical as well as emotional, even when someone told him it was merely a joke.

The more he thought about it, the more tears fell down his face.

What if that accident had never happened to his father? What if his mother had never abandoned them, leaving them all alone in this scary world? What if… What if…

Would that have made him a normal kid, that wouldn’t cry at everything? Would his life have changed?

Baekhyun looked at the mirror again and couldn’t help but to feel disgusted. There he was, after six years he is still crying over it, still thinking about it, looking more pathetic than ever.

On that night, six years ago, he had promised that after he’d cried his eyes out, he wasn’t going to cry again, but look at him now, crying over a small hit, of which the pain had already ebbed away.

He sat on the floor, crying louder. How much he hated crying, it had been so long since he had last let out his feelings, the old feelings that were connected to the past. Sometimes life was hard on him, and the realization hit him hard, like a brick falling on his head.

He was so into his thoughts that he didn’t hear the door opening, nor did he hear the steps making their way towards him.

It was supposed to be FLUFFY chapter!!! How could it turn that way??

Anyway, it may look too confusing but I will clear everything step by step.

And about the person that going to change baekhyun life –again- is not an exo member! And not his ex.

I said already chanyeol is baekhyun first love, so.. yeah.

What do you think of the story so far?

Please comment!! I love them J

edited 23 – 06 – '16