Two

 

 

Exo watched as Luhan successfully made his way out of the crowd of girls. His face screamed relief although he still managed to maintain a smile at the girls who continued to pester him and smother him with their newfound love. There were also a few boys in the classroom who had their legs and arms crossed, visibly unhappy about how the girls were going crazy over the new boy, their presence already forgotten. The crowd had died down since some of the girls chose lunch over boys but the little that remained had finally decided to let the poor boy go. 

  Luhan had wanted to make a lot of friends, but the only 'friends' he made were the fangirls. He puffed his cheeks in disappointment and was about to put his hands in his pockets before someone grabbed his arm and he was tugged into an empty corridor. He yelped and tried to tug away, bad thoughts flooding his mind. Who was it? Were they going to hurt him? Bully him? Rip him into shreds and leave him to rot in an abandoned room?   The person pulling him had come to a stop after they had walked through one of the empty corridors. He had been staring at the back of the boy the entire time, trying to decipher his goal. He stared at the hand holding his wrist before looking up and noticing a large group of boys, too many to count. Their hands were nestled in their pant pockets and their expressions screamed the 'bad boy' look. His eyes widened and he continued to frantically try to pull away from the strong grip. They had even formed a group of people to murder him, or perhaps threaten him to give them his money.     The boy holding his hand turned around to face him, though his grip never loosened. Luhan looked at the person with the most pleading and innocent expression he could muster. The boy's features reminded him of some sort of exotic cat and the dark circles surrounding his eyes made him look even more mysterious. His lips were tugged into a small grin, which intimidated Luhan even further.   He was about to commence his last resort —kicking the guy's crotch— before the hand released his wrist of its own accord.   "Relax," the boy spoke with a slight husky voice. "We're not gunna hurt you."   Luhan took a step back and frowned.   "How can I trust you?" he squeaked, peering at the others with squinted eyes.   Their bad boy look had suddenly all broken down and one of them chuckled heartily, muttering a small "cute." Another one of them stepped forward.   "I guess you haven't heard of us," the boy with the tannest skin said with a confident smirk. He reached out his hand for a ha