𝑰'𝑴 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑶𝑳

08

☆ Lee Tae-Moon ☆

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    Tae-Moon sat in front of the gates of Jae-Won High School. The sun shined down on him and his surroundings as a small wind grazed his hair and skin. The rays reflected on the streets caused an annoying glare.

However- the boy didn't mind.

He focused on the- what he viewed as otherworldly and new- scenery around him. Students hugged or gave intimate exchanges as they departed, whilst others goofed around and hung out. Tae-Moon was observing their body language and words. He didn't recognize some of the words that were spoken during school.
Therefore, he made it an longterm, but easy mission to take in what they were saying and translate it.

Even though the dark haired male planned on not speaking to them and using it, he thought it'll still be fun to study it.

Tae-Moon sighed in content once the sun was shielded by the thick, fluffy clouds above. He smiled softly to himself, enjoying the breeze that kept him cool.

His peaceful moment was soon interrupted by the sound of slow, but thundering foot steps.

He ignored them though, only scooting back towards the gate to the give the walker more space.

However, they didn't pass him. The steps stopped to his right, beside his sitting form.

Damn, it better not be Zack Lee's or his Lackeys.

Tae-Moon looked up and squinted at the unknown person.

His eyes soon became saucers once he noticed who they were.

It's that gang leader! Act natural!

The petite male swallowed the lunp that was settled in his throat and turned his head back towards the street.

He tried to look nonchalant.

"You need something? I already thanked you." Tae-Moon asked, giving himself an internal pat on the back for how unintersted he sounded.

The standing male chuckled lightly.

"No, but I wanted to check up on you." He stated, his tone is soft as his voice is deep.

Tae-Moon nodded. "I am, he only punched me those two times. Thanks...-"

"EunTae Lee, or Vasco." The leader interrupted, making the other look up once again.

Vasco?

Tae-Moon, even though it was done subconsciously, smiled. He then stood up, dusted his pants, and bowed.

"Well, thank you for saving me Vasco-"

"Tae-Moon?!" A loud yell interrupted. The male whipped his head towards the sound.

Beside him, on the road, sat his social worker in his tiny, white Hyundai. Mr. Park glared at the two as he ushered for the smaller male to get in the car.

Shit...

Tae-Moon thought repeatedly as he turned back towards Vasco. He smiled awkwardly and said a small sorry and goodbye before entering the car.

Upon buckling in his seat, the boy found himself in a suffocating, tense air.