You were stitting at the back of the classroom again, as usual. You were staring down at your papers and tried very hard not to gain any attention. Like always you wished that you could just become one with the background and could just disappear. You hated all of it, the comments that people threw at you as if you were an emotionless piece of rubbish. You were tired of people who were always trying to make fun of you. You hated it all, you hated your life. 

But there was always one little light in all of this darkness that was surrounding you. Always one bright star in the night sky. Always one rag of sunlight through the stormy weather. One person who made you feel like a normal person. One person who made you want to live a little longer in this cruel world. 

You lifted your head when Baekhyun walked through the door together with his friends. As usual he wasn't alone again. He was one of the popular ones, the ones who envied you. But for some reason he didn't, it made you think he was kind of a hero. He wouldn't surrender under the group pressure of his friends and never treated you bad. He was always the one who spoke up for you when people were making fun of you again. 

He walked to his place on the second row, a couple seats away from yours. As always he kept the eye contact between the two of you just a little longer then normal people would do if their eyes met. They seemed to pierce right through yours, like if they could look straight into your soul, making you forget your problems for a moment. After that he showed you his back and took place on his chair, took out his notes and a pen. With no reason to look up anymore you lowered your gaze at your book once again. 

Psychology was one of your favorite courses because you never had to speak a lot during that class. The teacher understood your situation perfectly and left you alone, not making you talk more then needed. You liked her, sometimes you thought that she might know how you feel. You were starting to dream off again and stared ahead blankly. You were thinking about the warm bath you were going to take when you would get home and about your homework that had to be done. 

All of a sudden your thoughts snapped off. Your heart skipped a beat as you raised from your chair and your eyes widened in shock. You looked down at the complete mess on your desk. Your papers were wet, your clothes drenched and your heart torn into pieces. You looked up into the smirking eyes of Kris, the kingka of the school. You had always been his target for some reason. He was already bullying you for years now, you just couldn't name all the things he had already done to you because there were too many of them. He wanted to turn your world into a living hell and you didn't even know why. You had no idea what you did wrong to deserve something like this.

Tears welled up in your eyes as others around you started laughing with his actions. The teacher tried to calm everyone down and looked at you with compassion. Your head snapped back up when you heard someone slam on a table. The whole class immediately turned silent as they all watched how Baekhyun was standing straight. "Really dude?! What the is funny about that?! You're making me sick!" He screamed to Kris who stared at his friend with an open mouth, just as surprised as everyone else. 

Guilt flooded over you as you thought about the fact that he was going to have a fight with his friends just because he had protected you. Baekhyun pushed his chai