Name of Idol/group - Lee Kiseop. U-Kiss.

Range - Nerd/Student.

Coughing harshly, Kiseop quickly crawled out of the water onto the floor. Water kept dripping from his hair and his clothes were far away from getting dry anytime soon. He was completely soaked from head to toe. Hearing the people who dropped him into the fountain laughing their off as if they watched the best gag show of their life. Kiseop just sat there, quiet, waiting for them to go away so he could grab his stuff and continue with his life. Eventually they did and Kiseop was left alone to deal with his wet clothes and books. Not to mentinon he had to look for his glasses which probably got lost way deep into the fountain but what choice is left? None.

Sighing, he quickly got up on his feet, making his way into the fountain yet again, getting wet once more as he picked up his ruined homework and textbooks, dropping them onto the dry floor. Kiseop was already used to this stuff. Being bullied wasn't new to him at all, after being an easy pray, a target for bullying you can't help but get used to this. It felt as if it was part of his life. Brushing off his thoughts he reached his hand in the water and grabbed his glasses. He sighed in relief as he saw it wasn't broken. He quickly wiped it with his hands and placed the glasses over his face, adjusting it as it started slipping from his nose as a result of his wet face. Mocking glares and soft giggles was all he ever recieved from other. No one had ever offered to help him and truth to be told by the time that passed he learned how to deal with it on his own. Yet, no one would ever want to be on his own. Let alone being bullied everyday of his life, but it couldn't be helped.

Just when Kiseop thought everything came to an end that day. That the ones who bullied him had enough for today, he was wrong. "Kiseop.." Hearing that voice sent shivers down his spine. What perfect timing, last period just ended and there was no one in class. No one but them. Kiseop didn't dare to answer, just kept quiet, watching the other making his way towrads him. He just stood there, watching Kiseop's expressionless  face and eyes full of fear. Chuckling at the sight of scared Kiseop, he slowly trailed his fingerfor Kiseop's cheek down to his chest, and from there it only got further down.

"Aren't you quite a beautiful one." Kiseop felt disgusted just hearing the other complimenting him but fighting against him wasn't an option. A few short moment later, Kiseop found himself being touched. Touched in a way a stranger shouldn't.  After it finally came into an end, Kiseop leaned against the wall for support, breathing heavily as he felt like vomiting. "Next time, it won't be just touching. Next time, you'll feel me inside you." He then quickly left the room, leaving Kiseop in his own mess. 

This. He wasn't used to this. Was it a new way of breaking him? He didn't know. And he surely didn't want to find out.