I flung the door open, pushing Baekhyun inside, not really caring whether it counted as kidnapping or not. 

"Sehun!" Luhan came running towards me, his face full of relief and fear, but suddenly he made an about face and began running back to our room because he saw Baekhyun. 

"Wait. Luhan come back here." I pulled Baekhyun along with me towards Luhan, who had obviously been crying for hours. Kris also appeared, his arms crossed, and surprisingly, but yet not so surprising, he also looking like he cried too. 

"Luhan, Baekhyun was the one who made the posters."

"What?" Luhan's whole face fell. 

"Baekhyun made them." Maybe it wasn't the most gentle way to break it, but it didn't matter. Either way, Luhan would have to know, and Baekhyun would be held responsible.

"I thought we were..." Slowly, Luhan approached Baekhyun with the most pitiful, betrayed look on his face,

"I mean, I thought you liked me. You really did it?" 

"I did. But I didn't know this would happen. I-I thought Professor Oh harassed you, I didn't know- actually, what... Why are you here? Don't tell me he's keeping you hostage!" I swung my arm back, and then forward again 'asking contact with the side of Baekhyun's face. 

"OW! Wh- what the heck!" I punched Baekhyun's face as hard as I could (not actually though because he may have passed out if I had) and knocked him to the ground. As expected, Luhan ran to his side and touched his arm in a caring way, 

"Oh my gosh! Sehun what the hell? That was so mean!"

"Luhan and I are dating, you twit!" 

"Baekhyun, are you okay? I'll go get you some ice." Luhan went to the freezer and pulled out ice, as everyone just watched in silence, but I smiled. 

"Baekhyun, do you understand the type of person Luhan is?" After Luhan brought him ice, I squatted down to Baekhyun's level.

"You just caused Luhan hell at school, but yet he got you a bag of ice. Luhan is the most kind hearted person you'll ever meet, and you just screwed him over."

"Sehun, hey come on-"

"Zip it, Luhan." Tears began to form in Baekhyun's eyes and I almost laughed because he trying to look like he was sorry. 

"Luhan asked you if you were okay, he asked you. I hope you feel guilty." 

"I do feel guilty, I'm sorry." 

"You're sorry? Oh, okay. That solves everything then. Come on Luhan, let's go tell the school that Baekhyun is sorry and everything will be cleared up." 

"Sehun let him explain..." 

"You're kidding me. This little just screwed us over, and you're willing to let him explain?"

"Yes." 

Luhan was too kind. 

But I'd never ask him to change, I loved that part of him. 

 

Luhan POV: 

"I'm dating Chanyeol... And I don't know if you remember, but you saw us one day in the hallway, but you didn't tell on us." Luhan helped Baekhyun sit up and held ice to his face. 

"And I've been really thankful to you... I saw you at the park, and you were panicking so I followed you, and then I saw Professor Oh and you."

"So you were the one who took the picture..." 

"Yeah, I was. I promise I'll get it all sorted out, okay?"

"But how could you get that misunderstanding?a few seconds later, it would have been a mutual kiss, so why..."

"I took it and I ran off, I didn't stay long enough to see and I'm so sorry... Can I do anything for yo-" 

"Baekhyun there's nothing you can do for us, just forget about it okay?" 

"No! I want to." 

"Just stop. You've done enough." I felt warm tears start to fall again, and I did not want to cry. Not in front of Baekhyun, not in front of Sehun, and not in front of Kris- again.

I should have been used to that kind of thing... Being dropped off the edge right after my life became as close to normal as it ever would. Really, I should just have been grateful for the happy times. 

But damn. 

I'd take a beating over this pain any day, because at least then, my heart would still be in one piece. 

Slowly, I wiped my tears and up my sadness, because I didn't want to look weak.  Sehun's eyes were just as watery as mine, and I couldn't help but feel like the room was moving and I was about to faint. Despite my efforts to stay composed though, I began to get choked up when I spoke, 

"Sehun, you've made me really h-happy these past few months. And thank you a lot for that... But right now, I-I just-"

"Don't say it. Don't, just don't speak anymore, Luhan."

"We're over, let's break up." Sehun closed his eyes and I watched tears stream down, and I couldn't help but let mine fall too. 

I loved Sehun so much, and he loved me too. But for now at least, this was all I could do to protect him. 

"Why.. Why would you say that?" Pulling me in for a hug, Sehun squeezed me, gently pushing my head into his chest. 

And we cried. 

We cried because reality hit us, and we realized our relationship as a student and teacher would be impossible. 

But we also cried because we were sad. 

All my life, I'd only ever wanted to love someone and I finally found that one person, but he was being ripped away from me by society and laws. 

All Sehun's life, he'd only ever wanted someone to love him for who is really is, without any conditions, and he found me, but I was running away because I didn't have enough in me to fight. 

"Guys... You don't have to break up, please. You can get through it, please, just don't break up." 

"Shut up, Baekhyun." Even Kris cried, not because he was sad Sehun and I were breaking up, but because my heart was breaking. 

"Please don't break up..." 

"Why, so you don't have to be the cause of it?" It wasn't as if Sehun and I could never see each other again, but for now, until the end of the school year at least... 

"I'll live somewhere else until the end of the school year, I'll figure something out."

"I forbid you from going into that hell hole. I forbid you from living anywhere else but here!" 

"I'll just be next door... Sehun, let's just be student and teacher until I graduate, okay?" 

"Luhan-" I backed out of the embrace, knowing it was not making anything easier, and I took Sehun's hand in mine and shook it. If we stayed together, we'd be compelled to defend one another in school, but this way, we could make it as simple as,

'Don't pick one a student' and,

'Respect your teacher' right? 

"From now on, I'm just another student failing chemistry, okay? Professor Oh?" Sehun shook his head, bringing his hand to his eyes to wipe the tears that were beginning to rush out, and quickly stormed out the door like a child who running away. 

No. Like a child who had just lost their toy. 

It was irreplaceable, the toy. 

Even if their parents bought a new one, it'd never be the same, and I hoped that's what I was to Sehun. I didn't mind if I was a toy, as long as I was the only one, the favorite one, and irreplaceable. 

"Come on, Kris. Help me pack... Baekhyun, please leave and act like you never saw anything." I didn't hate Baekhyun, but I hated what he did. 

Sure, he was only trying to help but he should have talked to me first. And posting pictures was not the best way at all to report abuse. I didn't know if Baekhyun really did want to help me, or if he was really just making fun of me to the most cruel level. 

Kris followed me down the hallway as I opened the door to... To our room... Sehun and mine...

"This isn't our room anymore." I lost it. I completely lost it, all sense of logic and stability. Crumpling to the floor with outrageously loud sobs, I held by chest, feeling the pain that just wouldn't subside. The one thing that I loved about Kris, was that he wasn't a friend that would stay strong for me, he'd crumble with me. Kris knelt down too, and we just sat there one the floor and cried until enough was enough. 

 

"Hey Luhan... You'll still be together when school is over, right?" Kris stuffed my clothes into a suitcase as I nearly packed my books into a bag. 

"I don't know." 

I didn't know anything. 

 

Sehun POV: 

Break up, huh? 

It's not like Luhan and I would be separated forever. 

We could date again at the end of the school year, once he graduated. 

But yet, reverting to how it was before? 

No, I couldn't... But Luhan's efforts, I wouldn't let them go to vain. 

I wanted Luhan so badly it hurt. 

After Luhan broke up with me, I thought I was going to murder Baekhyun, so I left. I got in my car, and like those dramatic people in movies, I drove to the ocean and screamed. 

Maybe it was because my voice had never been raised that loud before, but Luhan's name was the most painful thing to say. I dropped to my knees and thought about the next seven and a half months if have to endure, that we'd have to endure. 

Alone. 

Luhan was not alone though, he'd have Kyungsoo, Kris, Jongin, and his boss, Chen, and even Baekhyun. But me? I had nobody. Nobody to comfort me, or tell me things would be okay, even if they didn't know if things would be or not. 

Just the words, "it'll be okay" could calm me down. 

Luhan did that to me. I used to not need anyone, but once I was spoiled by Luhan's comfort, I craved it. 

When I arrive home, my home, Luhan was gone. For some reason I was surprised, forgetting that Jongin had texted me to tell me Luhan as safe with him. Even if Luhan was only a door away, the feeling of walking inside to a dark house without a greeting reminded me of how lonely I was. Going home like that used to be normal, but what even was normal? All my life, it'd been cold homes and no welcome back, but for just a few months it was a warm home, with smiles and- Luhan. 

So, what was my normal? 

I guess it was a cold home; Things had gone back to normal. 

I got no sleep that night, and I wondered, and secretly hoped that Luhan got none either- that way, we wouldn't dream about one another in happier times and cry when we woke up.  

Not that I wasn't already crying when I was awake. 

The morning was silent, and so was the car ride. I sill left early to avoid seeing Luhan, because I might have been tempted to snatch him and take him away. 

Only seven and a half more months, then we could be together. 

Only seven and a half more months. 

That was more than half a year, more than 200 days, and- we'd be missing two very important holidays. 

Christmas. 

And New Years. 

I'd be starting another year, without Luhan. That would make four years I'd been in love with him, and not be able to have him. 

 

There he was. 

Oh, damn it anyways, there he was.

Luhan was so beautiful, but I couldn't stare. As we approached one another in the hallway, I just nodded my head to acknowledge him, and he bowed, because I was a teacher. 

It wasn't like normal. 

If it was normal, Luhan would have rolled his eyes and I would have given some nasty remark just to get a reaction out of him. 

I missed Luhan, and I'd miss him every second until graduation. 

 

Luhan POV: 

It was so cold, passing one another in the hallway as if we didn't know one another- as if we didn't have a past. 

Sehun and I had gone through so much though. We learned one another's past, and shared secrets, we held hands, kissed, said I love you and... We had . 

But none of that mattered. 

Because we weren't together anymore, just until I graduate. 

Until then, I was going to work as hard as I could. 

...that is, to keep Sehun off my mind.