𝑰'𝑴 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑶𝑳

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☆ Lee Tae-Moon ☆

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The air felt tight and suffocating in the little store. Every muscle in Tae-Moon's body felt tense, his nerves through the roof. The boy isn't a confronting type, so he was out of his comfort zone immensely.

To stop him from closing into his mind and becoming stuck there, Tae-Moon refocused his vision on the teen who was the center of his blossoming rage- Doo Lee.

His face morphed into one of pure glee upon seeing the boy he had beaten over a month ago- the boy he left in a dark and disgusting ally. The teen didn't reciprocate the look. Instead he walked towards the messy, white counter with a confident and fierce pace.

When he arrived to the group, his classmate's expression manifested into a sick smirk as he shoved his phone into his pocket- straightening his stature and school blazer afterwards.

The boy, who would've in the past cowered upon seeing how he was towered over, titled his head to the side in a mock curiosity.

"I asked you a question. Why are you messing with him?" He stated with a soft tone, settling his hands on the counter top.

Doo Lee huffed and shook his head.

"You got some balls for someone who got his ass beat." He spat, rising chuckles from his group and a weary look from the clerk.

Tae-Moon winced, but kept his ground.

"Why don't you just leave him alone, hm?" He pushed, raising a brow. The slicked, black haired male smiled with a peculiar fake kindness.

"Or what? Guys, let's put this bitch in his place." Doo Lee said, his eyes narrowed with annoyance.

Shit! WHAT DO I DO?

I JUST WANTED SOME CHIPS AND SODA.

Tae-Moon gulped and backed up, getting close to a nearby shelf.

Doo Lee and his friends chuckled and pushed the frightened clerk down, making their way around the counter. They then beckoned the teen to come foward.

"Come on." Doo Lee stressed the words out.

"Let's see what you got... I noticed you have gained a little more weight... you been working out?" The bully spit out, signaling his goons to run and do the dirty work with a tilt of his head.

Ah shit...

Tae-Moon swerved by a mere hair and let himself fall against the wall, his hands pressed shakily against the glass. However, his attackers saw that coming.

One swung his fist towards the pale boy's face- but he knew oh too well what to do.

He ducked and backed away towards the main entrance, scanning the shop with hopeful eyes.

A plan started to formulate when he saw the slushy machine.

I'll just dump that rainbow shit on them.

The student smiled and made his way to the left, keeping his eyes on the slowly stalking bullies.

"Where do you think you're going?" One slurred, charging as he pulled back his fist.

Tae-Moon bit his lip as he crouched and kicked the legs of the heavier set teen in one motion, bringing him down.

His friend cursed and rose his foot to land a stomp on the short male.