I walked inside the opened-door detention room. I scanned the room, looking for the best seat for me to be miserable in. Just before Sehun walks into the detention room, a couple of guys were play fighting and bumps into Sehun.

Before I could move, I suddenly felt impact as I fell to the floor. I widened my eyes when I saw Sehun’s perfectly made face super close up. I could even feel his breathing.

Sehun blinked as he stared at me intently.

“C-Can you get off me?” I carefully asked.

Sehun finally snapped out of it and muttered, “I’m going to kill those damn idiots who ran into me.”

This boy sure likes to curse a lot.

He finally got off me, and shouted "YAH!" at the guys who ran into the detention room early. He walked up and was about to give them a piece of his mind before a teacher walked in. 

"," Sehun hissed.

“Why are there people still standing? Hurry up and sit down and 3.... 2.."

Sehun takes a seat, while I was looking around the classroom. There weren’t any seats left except for the seat between Kris and Sehun. I rushed over to the seat and sat down.

I quickly looked away when my eyes accidentally met Kris's eyes. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking.

"You all have half an hour here. If I see any of you break the rules, I will extend the detention time. Have fun.” The teacher then sat down on his desk and read the newspaper.

I knew the teacher was laid back and chill, since the kids that were familiar with detention began talking without the teacher saying anything.

I sighed as I took out my earphones and put it on my ears. I then took out all of my homework and study materials and began doing my homework. After a little bit of the homework, I already wanted to break down and quit. But I knew I couldn’t give up, and I should keep trying.

“Are you really a girl?” Sehun questioned.

I ignored him, pretending that I was focused on my homework.

“I asked you a question, so I expect you to answer it,” Sehun stated.

“Yes, I’m a girl.” I admitted, embarrassed that he was asking me such a question.

I prayed that he would stop questioning me, but of course, he kept going.

“Why is your hair so short like a guy’s? And the clothes you wear are too baggy and loose. Not to mention you’re so flat chested. Tsk, no wonder why I’ve mistaken you as a guy.” Sehun coldly stated.

I didn’t give him a reply as I stared at my homework, and doodled on it.

“Aigoo, no guy is ever going to want you. I know I wouldn’t. You’re such a disagree to females, you should've just been reborn as a male.”

I paused. “I know.”

Tears threaten to spill out of my eyes, but I held it in. Though I haven’t cried in a while, I honestly was always an easy crier, but I’ve learnt how to hold it in situations like this.

I was used to hearing whispers about my appearance all of the time, which I gotten used to, but Sehun’s statements hit a little too close to home.

Kris slammed his fist on the desk, which startled me. “Can you shut the up already, I’m trying to ing sleep.”

“Does it look like I give a ?” Sehun spat b