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"You should eat something."
"I'm not hungry."
"You haven't had a real meal for at least a week. Here, you can have my lunchbox."
"Fuck you, I said I'm not hungry."
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Date: November 14th
Weight: 50 kilos
Todays consumings: The juice I had for breakfast. And dinner, since we had guests. And they needed me at the table. So I have a reason for those 50 kilos.
People telling me I look thin: 6
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He grabbed his bag and ran out the door.
"Have a great day, hone-"
It slammed close behind him as he took right at the corner of the house, just to see that bus leave. Without him. And for the third time this wee, Junsu had to walk to school.
After a few minutes his phone vibrated in his pocket, it was a text from Yoochun.
"Where u at? Missed the bus again?"
His cold fingers managed to form the simple word of "Yeah" and then send it out in cellphone space.
"Fucking jerk. Now i gotta sit with Tiffany"
Junsu frowned and put the cellphone back in his jeans. He had been awake for hours more than necessary, feeling nausious from dinner. His stomach wasn't used to such 'huge' amounts of food. 4 AM, he finally made his way to the bathroom to throw up, and after that, he only got two hours of sleep. His dad get up at 6, and he's not a very quiet man, so Junsu woke up about then.
But it really wasn't his fault he missed the bus, it was the guests fault. No dinner, no nausia, no staying up late, no bus-missing.
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"Hey, I know u got a hundred miles to school, but u should be here by now."
"I'm outside"
"Well then get your skinny ass over here, we got english."
"What if I say I don't wanna? And besides, my ass isn't that skinny."
"Right, u had guests, u had to eat dinner. And now what, u gained 200 kilos?
"Almost. I'll be out at the bench when class is over, meet me"
"Excuse me?"
Junsu looked up, only to see the most gorgeous person he'd ever seen in his life standing in front of him.
"Uh, yea?"
"You don't happen to know where 4F have their english? Like, I was told when to come here, but not where."
He brushed his bangs out of his eyes and blinked. His features were so sharp, model-like, and Junsu caught himself with not being able to lok away. It took him a bunch of seconds to realize that the gorgeous guy was talking about Junsu's class.
"Yeah, uh, it's.. Right down the main hall, errh, then left at the-.."
"You know.." He cleared his throat and smiled "It's my first time here, so you wouldn't mind showing me the way?"
"O.. Oh. Well okay, come with me"
'Well okay?!' I'm such an idiot, miss Kwon will get so fucking mad at me for being late, again, and she'll call my dad, AGAIN, and.. Fuck it
* * *
"How DARE you enter this room?! I told you only yesterday that if you don't have the manners to be here in time, you can stay the fuck out of this classroom. Got it?! How stupid are you really, Kim?"
Why did I give in to that guys pretty face?
"I'm so sick of you, Kim. Go sit in the back so I don't have to see you."
Junsu slowly made his way to the back of the room, cursing in his head. There were just a few seats empty, and all of them were around.. Tiffany. Of course. He sighed and sat down.
"Pssst, Junsuuuu! PSSST!"
He turned his head to the right, Tiffany wore a big smile and her eyes were sparkling. You'd guess she was on LSD, but that was never confirmed.
"What?"
"I sat next to your friend on the bus today!"
"I know."
"Why weren't you there?!"
Junsu sighed.
"Because-"
"COULD YOU BE KIND AND SHUT UP, KIM?"
"Sorry, miss Kwon."
"Yeah.. right." She turned to mister Puppy Eyes. "And who are you, dear?"
"I'm Jung Yunho.. I transferred here form Gwangju, it's my first day and.. yeah."
"Oh, right! Right. The principal told me about you but I must've forgotten, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay.." He smiled, and Junsu once again wasn't able to take his eyes off of him.
"Good, now.. There's no free seats from what I can see.."
Junsu glanced to his left and the empty seat next to his own.
"Miss Kwon."
She ignored him.
"Miss Kwon?!"
"I told you to shut up, Kim, didn't I?"
"There's an empty seat right here."
"But.." She looked at Junsu, then back at Yunho. "You don't want to sit next to him, right..?"
"Haah, it's okay, I don't mind."
He took his bag and went down the room, then sat down next to Junsu.
"I'm sorry to get you in trouble like that." He whispered, slightly leaning over Junsus bench. "I wouldn't have asked you to show me the way if I knew you'd get yelled at."