Sitting by the side of a group of lockers, an overgrown boy buried his chin in his hands. I stopped walking and watched him vigilantly. He blew air from his nose and scrunched his eyebrows. I couldn’t help but let out a giggle when I heard his mutters to himself.

“Yeol..?” I said carefully, knowing well how to deal with this situation. When the respond is a sigh and a duck of a head I took a new approach.

Careful with my steps I make my way next to the mop of curly hair.

 “Aw Chanyeol,” I whispered, kneeling in front of him. I held my arms out, “Come here..” I was left empty just like my arms. I heaved out, crossing my legs and planting myself on the ground. The two of us just sat there, listening to our breathing.

I was stunned, what had gotten into Chanyeol?  

“Y’know, Baekhyun’s worried about you.” I say after a moment.

“Why would he be?” I hear his voice for what felt like the first time, though it was distant under his arms.

“What is the matter?” I said a bit too harshly, “You were fine yesterday..”

“It doesn’t matter.” Chanyeol said immediately, getting up just as abrupt.

“Wait.” I hauled, reaching for his arm. He stopped moving and tensed at my touch. “Baekhyun is not the only one worried..”

He looks up and meets my eyes.

 I laugh to myself, “I know I really at this comforting thing but I’m here for you alright?” Chanyeol nodded but still didn’t look convinced. “I notice when things are up Chanyeol, I really do.” I told him, “Even if you aren’t smiling for one moment I can tell something is upsetting you..”

“Mhm..sure..” He muttered.

“What’s that?” I caught. He shook his head, dismissing. “Now tell me what’s bothering you.” I said softly.

“It’s nothing really,” Chanyeol confirmed. “Just stressed about school, that’s all.”

“Are you sure?” I eyed him.

“Yes.” He said seriously.

“Alright but like I told you, I’m here.” I smiled.

“I know.” Chanyeol smiled back.

I held my arms out again and this time, a warm body took them into account. “Everyone gets stressed,” I told him. “Getting help in areas could make it easier for you.”

“Are you seriously thinking about torturing me,” He snorted, “Last time I checked, you always come to me for help.”

“Sorry for being considerate.” I rolled my eyes.

“I was just kidding.” Chanyeol quickly retreated.

“Of course,” I said. “But I was actually saying that Luhan will be torturing me for Math. Do you want to come too?”

Chanyeol released our hug. “Um...Math isn’t a subject I’m worried about.”He scratched his head.

Before I could say anything more, a noise came from my stomach. I put my arm over it immediately as Chanyeol chuckled. “Let’s go eat lunch,” He said. “You mentioned something about Baekhyun being worried? I guess he needs another talk about manliness.”

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So hi....................................................... /hides

I know its been a while but I am thinking I'll just continue this story until I'm really really can't stand it.

This is a short chapter I'm not even sure if I have any readers left and just asdgashdg *doubts*

I'll post the next chapter when I feel like it should be posted or not..

Anyways, thank you guys though. Seriously.