blooming days| xiaohenyang

forty nine

so here he was.

completely frozen. not a single muscle in his body could move an inch

completely blinded by all the flashing of the cameras.

this was so humiliating.

fuck. the uniform.

yangyang was still in his school uniform since he had been at henderys house since coming out of school.

so not only did the paparazzi just capture him coming out of the actor's house crying but now they know what school he goes to, not to mention the name tag on the uniform.

in simple terms, he's fucked.

"who are you?"

"where's hendery?"

"why are you at hendery's house?"

"what's your name?"

"how do you know hendery?"

"how did you get into his house?"

"what's your relationship with hendery?"

"why did hendery have high school student in his house?"

"will hendery be coming out too?"

"why are you crying?"

"is hendery the reason you're crying?"

"are you the non celebrity henderys dating?"

"did hendery assault you?"

"how old are you?"

"is hendery a predator?"

so.

many.

questions.

legs feeling weak, he ran off the property as fast as he could.

they probably would've followed if it wasn't for Ten coming out right after. all their attention went to him.

meanwhile yangyang didn't know where he was going he just kept running with tears streaming down his face. he was so upset.

he texted the only person he thought would let him sleep over.