"Are you serious?"
"Miss Y/N-"
"No don't Miss Y/N me. Why would you ask Taehyung to read aloud?"
"Miss Y/N. We are trying to have our lesson in class. I will advise you to take your seat and-"
"No!"
Slamming your hands on the top of your desk and standing up you point your finger at Taehyung who stares at you with round confused eyes, his hands nervously fiddling with the buttons on his coat.
Don't worry Tae.
I won't let you be embarrassed.
"In case none of you have noticed, Taehyung can't hear. He can't read aloud because he can't hear what you're saying."
The entire room falls into awkward silence as your voice cuts through the tense air, your knees beginning to feel weak underneath of your body.
Oh shit.
I forgot about the principle.
Is he going to send me there?
If I get expelled my parents are going to move me.
"Take your seat Miss Y/N. We will start with you in the back Lee."
Oh-
Did he...
Did he give in?
Slowly lowering your body back down into your seat and crossing your arms over your chest you swallow hard and shake your foot nervously, your eyes watching the body language of the flustered teacher holding the opened book in his hands.
He isn't sending me to the office...
Can I actually relax?
Should I be worried about him betraying me in some way?
People like him probably work hard just to save his own ass.
Trying to profile the teacher the best way possible with your eyes you slowly move your gaze over to Taehyung who opens his book, his teddy bear eyes calming you immediately with the warm flecks of admiration swirling in them.
He's calm...that's all that matters.
Maybe one of my outbursts finally paid off.
.................................
"Alright class, I'm going to fetch your papers from the copier, I'll be back. Everyone behave yourselves or immediate detention will be coming your way."
Shutting your textbook and watching the teacher make his way out of the room you feel your shoulders physically relax and a sigh of a relief leave your chest, the moment quickly ruined when you hear a chirpy voice behind you.
"It must be so hard for you."
Oh god.
"And why is that, Bom."
Turning around to the skinny blonde sitting behind you filing down her bright red shiny nails you watch her lips curl into a condescending smile, her nose scrunching with a tiny nod.
"It must be so hard being so fat and having to find clothes, it's no wonder you dress like a goth person, I would be sad too if I were built like you."
...Geez...
"I dress nowhere near to goth Bom, do your homework on fashion before you call somebody a certain style."
"I mean just look at her everyone, her face is wider than one of my arms."
Gaining small giggles from the people in the room you feel yourself swallow hard and sigh, your fingers gripping the bottom of your chair with white knuckles.
"I would rather have a wide face than your plastic ass nose Bom."
"At least I have the money to buy myself a better face Y/N. You're stuck with that ugly mug of yours forever."
Silently cringing to yourself from the harsh words sent your way you can only get yourself to chuckle and grin, the plastic of your chair bending from how hard you're gripping it.
"I'd rather be stuck with how I look that look like a dollar store Kpop idol."
"You little bitch."
"Alright class, let's continue our reading now, we will make it to chapter 126 by the end of class or you're staying over so I suggest we get to it now and quickly."
Turning your body away from Bom and stuffing your hands in your lap you feel your lip quivering and tears try their best to make it to your eyes, your teeth biting the inside of your lip hard to control your emotions.
Don't cry.
She's just mean.
I'm not fat.
I'm just...not skinny like she is.
Who cares how I dress?
Who cares about the clothes I wear?
Throwing open your textbook and closing your eyes with a soft sigh you catch Taehyung moving around in your peripheral vision, your head turning to look at the boy with his head laying on his book staring directly at you.
Tae...
Scrunching his nose cutely you watch Taehyung slowly stick his tongue out and draw it back in really quickly, this small gesture causing your heart to be exorcised with warmth and admiration.
Silly boy.
Looking up at the teacher paying no attention to the students with his back turned listening to the book being read you slowly lay your head down too and stick your tongue out, Taehyung's hand moving to his mouth to keep his giggles silent.
How can someone be so cute.
Staring at the boy sitting across from you with a tender grin on your face you slowly lift your head up from the book and look down at your thighs splayed out across the purple plastic chair, your teeth nervously nibbling at the inside of your lip.
What's wrong with having some meat on your thighs?
I don't have to be skinny to be pretty...at least...I don't think I do...
So what if I'm tall and thicker than other girls, not everyone can be build like a perfectly straight stick figure.
Bom isn't even ugly she's pretty and thin...why would she feel the need to pick on me?
Why can't she just leave me alone?
The same thing happens wherever I go...
And the teacher didn't even know that Taehyung couldn't read or even hear.
....That means...there really isn't any kind of ASL classes offered here...and the teachers aren't required to learn it...
Is there even a special teacher here?
I don't think there would be...
...Hmm...
No ASL...
I wonder if I pushed hard enough...
If I could get one.
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Bittersweet Silence |KTH Fanfiction|
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