^{School AU.}

Jongin felt a lot of pressure to fit in, but no matter how hard he tried, it was never enough.

He was very thankful for the scholarship he had, but going to a rich kid’s school when his parents could barely afford to buy new clothes was difficult.

He was always alone at the beginning, and he hated it. He wanted friends, someone to talk to, and someone to study with.

So he tried. He’d approach people, be nice to them, try to get them to like him. But he was mostly ignored and made fun of, and the one who didn’t ignore him tricked him.

They made him feel like he was part of the group, when in fact they only used him as a slave, an errands boy.

But Jongin didn’t care anymore. He’d just do what they said; he’d be their little slave if that’s what they wanted, because for once he had people to study with. People talked to him now.

_{The End. 165 Words.}