"You think you're so cool, just because you're a big idol?"
"You think you're better than us, eh? Don't you?"
"Think this'll get you popular?"
Taemin hid his face away in his arms as he felt rocks and bits of food being thrown at him from every direction, knowing there was a swarming crowd filming it all on their shiny phones.
He could feel the hot tears building up in his eyes.
Don't cry for them. They aren't worth it.
"Loser."
"Idiot."
"Pathetic."
"Gay."
"Nobody likes you."
Nobody likes me.
My hyungs like me.
"You're a useless idiot."
Maybe I should just die.
"Get out of here, gay boy!"
He felt a strong pair of arms push him off his seat and send him crashing to the hard concrete.
That was it for him.
The small brunette boy stumbled to his feet, his head drooping low, and ran out of the school gates, the sound of everyone's laughter echoing in his mind.