Episode 5: Defenseless

“But… that’s not… a girl now is it?” A boy pointed his index finger at me in accusation, looking irritated.

It was very rude to address me as “it”, I felt slightly offended.

“You can’t be serious, and I thought joining an academy where girls weren’t wearing uniforms was fun!” another one whined.

Other students burst out in laughter, the teacher started to calm the atmosphere down, and it was unbearable for me.

I thought that dressing this way was going to draw less attention towards me… and especially when it came to guys because now I’m trying to defy my father. Consequently, there was no way for me to lose my current self.

“But I think it’s hard to believe that she’s a girl… I mean… she’s too fit… there’s nothing to see” the same guy kept on trying to play the clown of the class.

I just sighed heavily and went back to my seat, everyone were throwing me looks of derision and I felt there eyes burning holes into my back. I bypassed Minho’s desk and I felt a bit sad because he ignored me and turned his head the opposite way.

As soon as I sat down to my desk, the teacher started the lesson, and I tried to ignore all what happened, reminding myself that I wasn’t planning to make any friends in the first place, and that it was better this way.

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Classes ended and I quickly stood up after gathering my stuffs, but I got surrounded by a few of my classmates.

I sighed and tried to slip through them and ignore their presence.

“Wait, Mikasa” One of them caught my shoulder, making me stop.

“I must go… leave me alone” I said sharply.

“Haha, how funny” they laughed.

“But we can’t of course ignore our new classmate!”

“Yes, we must strengthen our bonds by getting to know each other!”

I know they’re only messing around with me.

“Get out of my way” I uttered, with a serious tone.

“Hoh? Are you getting cocky just because you’re some bigshot?”

“I never said that” I retorted.

“Then be modest to spend time with your guy-mates!” the guy wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, grinning in a sick way.

Do they really think that bullying is going to work with me?

I immediately stepped on his foot, and took advantage of him sprawling to grab his arm, then flipped him down, he groaned in pain and I didn’t let go of his hand.

“Do you still want to mess with me now?” I asked with a teasing smile.

“You’re a monster!” His friend yelled, and I started to dust my shirt.

“This hurts!” The one who was struggling on the ground kept whining.

I just picked up my bag and then, as I started to head toward the door, I was surprised to spot…

Jin who stood beside Minho and both of them had their eyes slightly opened.

I rushed outside the room. That was the last thing I expected to come across.

You ripped what you sewed~

No, I’m happy he saw that…

Then why did you run?

Yeah indeed, why?!

I slowed my steps, I knew that running was only showing how embarrassed I was. When in reality, I was just surprised; in fact, I’m glad I did that in his presence.

It was lunchtime, so I headed towards the cafeteria.

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“Wow… so crowded” I picked up a plate and then stood in the line of the students that were filling theirs from the variety of food set on a large table.

I quickly filled mine with salads then headed to a random table where nobody sat, I put on my earbuds and then started to eat silently.

Few moments later, I saw some girls seating themselves in front of me, I immediately recognized them as Jin’s fanclub. I tried to speed my eating and raised the volume of the loud music that played in my ears.

I don’t want to have any friends, and especially not fans of that guy!

I pushed my chair back and stood up, and the three girls looked at me with surprises, I flashed them a smile:

“Thanks, sitting with you was fun indeed, but I hope…” I glared “It’ll never happen again” I headed towards the trash to dump away my empty plate, but I noticed that they were following me.

Oh great… the clingy type huh.

I wore my best unfriendly expression then looked at them:

“What?”

They were blushing.

“Oh my…” I facepalmed. “Please don’t tell me you want something”

They nodded at the same time, and that crept me out.

“Ok, great to know… now I… gotta go!” Then I took off at full speed to the exit, bumping into some students and mouthing an apology in the process, glancing back and forth to make sure they’re not catching up to me.

I shouldn’t have chosen to sit at the back of the room!  

Not paying enough attention to where I was heading after seeing them screaming in demand for me to wait, I suddenly;

“OHH!!” I jolted into someone, I raised my gaze to glimpse the stained white shirt. My eyes sprung open and so did my mouth as I saw the empty plate that was in that person’s hands, now that the food was on the shirt instead. I covered my mouth, not bringing myself to glance at their face.

“I-I…” I was out of words.

Probably I’ll get punched.

“You?!” Oh no! Oh holy lord! This voice…

It was no other than Jin, my unlucky roommate!

I wished I could bury myself now, as I raised my face, biting into my lower lip, he was scowling so sharply, panting with rage.

Yes, yes, I’m sure, I’m getting a punch any second now.

Colors drained from my face, not knowing what to say or do, I couldn’t even apologize, and the girls who were chasing after me now caught up and their loud gasps echoed in the place.

I glanced over my shoulder, thought they saw what I did, but rather than being angry, they stared at Jin in a dreamy way, and started to have that strange glitter in their eyes. I figured that they might aren’t seeing exactly what was happening, so, and oh-so quickly, I managed to grab Jin’s hand then I scampered toward the exit, heading right towards the washing room.

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“They won’t... find us easily now…” I panted, as I caught my knees and bent down, now that the both of us were in one of the many restrooms.

“Yes, they’ll never do indeed” He agreed, sounding mocking however. “You’re brilliant I must say” he added.

Why is he suddenly complementing me?

And that was when I realized that we were, inside the guys’ restroom. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment.

How careless of me! Now he’ll think that I’m a ert!

Wait, but what if he didn’t know about me being a girl?

Yes, yes he probably didn’t! Besides he’s not a classmate so he had no way of knowing!

He must've been just passing by earlier!

I put my hand on my chest as I sighed in relief,

“I admire your smarts.” He stated, and I saw him ing his shirt.

“E-Eh?!”

Why does he get every time we’re together?!

“You’re going to clean this for me now, aren’t you?”

Wait, so was I right to think that he has yet to know my secret?

“W-Wait! Don’t!” I clutched his hands before he could take off his shirt, I was looking away with my reddish face. “D-Don’t take if off! I’ll go and fetch you another shirt!”

“I’ll catch a cold if I keep it on now that it’s all wet and I don’t want you randomly touching my things” he protested.

Is he doing this on purpose to test my patience?

“T-Then what do you want me to do?”

“Aren’t you an athlete?”

“What does that have to do with this?!”

“Simple” he smirked “Lend me your oversized sweater and you clean this shirt of mine and put it on, since your body is probably way healthier than mine”

Am  I hearing him right?

See? You’ll be busted for not wearing anything beside undergarments beneath that sweater.

You’re not doing me any good you know?

I’m your conscience, I’m supposed to make you feel bad.

“Hurry up, I have Arts class in 15 minutes” he instructed.

“I…” I gulped, as he seemed to get inpatient.

“Fine, I’ll help you take it off if I had too” he sighed then pulled closer and closer to me, I kept backing off, until I hit the wall.

“Damn it…” I mumbled.

He laid his palm on the wall behind me, and said:

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

I shut my eyes close and looked at the side.

“We both are guys, so why should you make a hustle over taking off your clothes in front of me?”

A guy huh… I guess I understand now my father’s theory… yet the thing that kept bugging me was…

Why can’t I beat him up already?!

Because you’re feeling guilty for embarrassing him in front of everyone.

No I don’t!!

Then defend yourself girl!

“Does this mean that you're really consenting to me helping you do it?” I could feel his warm breath against my face.

I flinched as I felt his hands on my shoulders.

I started to tremble slightly, the feeling of dread took over my limbs.

He didn't seem to back off on it.

“Enough… already…” I murmured.

I couldn’t take that anymore.

****To be continued