“Move out of the way fattie.” A girl shoved you towards the wall and laughed along with her friends at you.

“God did you see the way her whole body jiggled when she hit the wall. Oh my god she is so fat!”

“I know! How can she even have the courage to get out of the house looking like that.”

They all sneered at you and laughed as they continued to walk down the hallway. You bit your lips and looked down at the floor, forcing yourself to stop the tears from flowing. You had to put up with this treatment everyday and you should have been used to it, but it still hurt. You never did anything to deserve that, you never hurt anyone or did anything wrong for them to be hurting you like that.

You wiped you face and took a deep breath, deciding to continue on like you always did. You were overweight and because of that, everyone makes fun of you. No matter how nice you treat them, they always made fun of you because of your weight. You only had one person who was nice to you and that was Kyuhyun. He never made fun of you and was willing to talk to you when no one would.

You smiled a little thinking about him. He was the reason you have been able to endure the four years of torture of highschool. He was the reason you were able to keep your head up and never break down from all of the insults.

You finally made it to your classroom and sat down in the back of the classroom, close to the windows. No one greeted you as you entered, no one even looked you way but you knew that they were making fun of you. You heard the whispers and laughter as you walked past your classmates.

*It’s alright, I only have a few months left of this torture, then I can start a new and never have to deal with these people.*

The whole class suddenly become loud and cheerful and you looked away from the window to see the cause. You couldn’t help but smile when you spotted Kyuhyun smiling and joking around with everyone.

*He’s so handsome.* You though dreamily as you continued to stare at him. He lifted up his eyes and caught your stare. You blushed, embarrassed at being caught staring at him. He gave you a heart stopping smile and waved at you.

“Good morning Ji-min!” He greeted you brightly and you couldn’t help but feel butterflies flying around in your stomach. You bit your lips, trying to keep your smile from being too large.

“Good morning Kyuhyun oppa.” You said quietly.

“Oppa? Did fattie just call Kyuhyun oppa that?” A girl to your left said to her friend. They were glaring at you, horrified that you were even talking to their precious oppa.

“Ugh, did you see that disgusting smile on her face when he greeted her. As if. She better know her place and stay away from him.”

Your smile disappeared as the girls continued to talk about you as if you weren’t there, as if you weren’t getting hurt by the things they were saying.

“God it’s disgusting how she smiles and tries to look cute in front of Kyuhyun oppa. Does she really think she can get with him. Ugh the nerve of her. She needs to get a reality check if she thinks that she matches well with him.”

You looked down at your desk sadly and decided to scribble things, trying to block all of the hurtful things being said about you.

*It’s alright Ji-min. It’s okay. At least I have Kyuhyun oppa’s smile to look forward to everyday. At least Kyuhyun oppa is kind to me. That’s all I need.*

The class began and you were glad that it did. It meant that you wouldn’t have to hear anything hurtful being said about you for the next hour.

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You took a big bite of the bread that you had in your hands. You were holding some chocolate chip cookies in your other hand. These were ones you baked especially for Kyuhyun last night. They were his favorite and you always made things for him almost every week.

Slightly humming, you almost skipped as you were walking to were Kyuhyun and his friends usually hung out during lunch. The thought of seeing him smile at you and thanking you for the food made you feel giddy with excitement. Because of him, you spent countless hours learning how to bake and cook well so that you can give him something to enjoy.

You reached the room they were in and knocked shyly at the door. You got everyone’s attention because of that, but only Kyuhyun smiled at you and stood up to get you.

“Hey Ji-min. What’s up?” He asked with a dazzling smile on his face.

You gave him a shy smile and handed him the bag of cookies. “Here you go Kyuhyun oppa. It’s chocolate chip cookies, your favorite.” He took the bag of cookies and gave you another kind smile.

“Thank you so much Ji-min. I will definitely enjoy these. You really are too sweet.” You blushed and looked now at the floor.

“You’re welcome Kyuhyun oppa. I’m happy to be making this for you.” You fidgeted and you shyly looked up at his beautiful smiling face.

“Thank you once again Ji-min. I really mean it.” You gave him once last smile and slowly walked away from him, heading back to your lunch.

You made it back to you corner, the corner of the lunchroom where you always eat alone. You were used to eating alone and it didn’t bother you anymore.

You took your seat and went to open the other bag of cookies you brought. These cookies were the failed ones, or the ones that looked really bad and were not good enough to be given to Kyuhyun.

You opened it, wanting to eat a bit when to your horror you found that these were the perfect cookies.

*Crap! I gave the horrible ones to Kyuhyun oppa! I need to exchange it before he sees them.* You hurriedly took the bag of cookies and ran to the direction of where he was. Taking a deep breath, you lifted your hands to knock on the door when you heard laughter.

You were curious on what could have them laughing and decided to listen for a little bit.

“Did that obese girl give you more of her nasty food?”

“Yeah, I can’t believe you don’t just throw it to your face.”

“Next time you should just do that! God I would love to record it and post it in youtube! I definitely think everyone would get a kick out of it.”

*Are they…. Are they talking about me?* you though tearfully. You thought you were used to it, but hearing those things coming from Kyuhyun’s friends hurt you badly.

*It’s fine, atleast Kyuhyun oppa is not saying anything bad.* You thought determinedly. As long as he didn’t say anything bad to about you, everything is alright.

“You know I have to watch my image. I’m the school prince and I have to be nice to everyone, even to that fat nasty girl.” You felt your heart breaking. That was definitely Kyuhyun’s voice. And he… he was taking bad about you.

*No, it’s not true, its not.* You felt tears falling down your face as you continued hearing all of the horrible things he was saying about you. Your prince, the only person that mattered to you in this school, the person who you thought at least cared about you was ripping you apart in front of his friends.

“God it’s so hard trying to be nice to that girl. She’s so fat. Ugh I get goosebumps everytime I have to deal with her.” You heard his friends crackling loudly at that and you covered your mouth with your hands, trying to stop any sobs from coming out. Your hands were shaking and you felt as if you were going to throw up.

You turned around before you could hear anything horrible thing being said about you, but you bumped on the garbage can on the way. You tripped and fell, and all of the contents fell down with you. A familiar bag fell down and a loud sob came out as you recognized the bag of cookies you gave to Kyuhyun. It had foot marks and the cookies were all broken and stepped on.

You cried loudly and clutched it to your chest. Was this how all of the food you made for him ended up. The hours and hours that you spent baking for him, was this were they all ended up.

The huge commotion that you made got the attention of Kyuhyun and his friends. They opened the door and saw you crying, surrounded by trash and clutching a dirty bag.

“Looks like she finally found her place. Trash hanging out with trash.” They all laughed loudly at your expense and continued to say horrible things to you.

You lost your strength when you saw Kyuhyun laughing along with them and cracking jokes about you, making no attempt to help you at all. So you continued to cry in front of them, breaking down and letting all the years of bullying out through your tears.