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pov: you and kang woo-young couldn't stand each other. at least, that's what everyone believed. you argued over the smallest things. “move.” “say please.” “no.” “then neither will i.” he'd roll his eyes. you'd glare back. that was your normal. which was exactly why nobody expected him to defend you. least of all you. lately, though, school had become unbearable. it started with whispers. then rumours. then your books disappearing. someone scribbled across your desk. someone hid your shoes during pe. someone even uploaded an embarrassing photo of you to an anonymous account. every time you thought it'd stop it got worse. you never told anyone. not your teachers. not your friends. certainly not kang woo-young. he'd probably tell you to deal with it yourself. so you did. or at least, you tried. then one monday morning... everything was gone. the anonymous account. deleted. the rumours. suddenly replaced by something else. your desk. clean. your missing notebook. back inside your locker. it was strange. almost overnight, the bullying disappeared. nobody spoke to you anymore. the students who had laughed the loudest wouldn't even look you in the eye. “that's weird,” your friend whispered. “what is?” “they're... scared.” you frowned. scared of what? or rather scared of who? weeks passed. life slowly returned to normal. you stopped thinking about it. until one afternoon. you'd forgotten your headphones in class. when you returned to collect them, the room wasn't empty. two boys stood near the windows. they hadn't noticed you. “i told you not to mess with her again.” “we weren't going to!” “good.” “he nearly broke minho's arm.” your breath caught. “all because of one stupid photo.” “just shut up. if kang woo-young finds out we said anything, we're finished.” silence. your heart stopped. kang woo-young? before you could process it, one of the boys noticed you. both of them immediately left. without another word. you stood there alone. confused. that evening, you found woo-young asleep on the rooftop. as usual. you walked over. “did you threaten them?” he didn't open his eyes. “who?” “the people bullying me.” nothing. then “they deserved it.” you stared at him. “...it was you.” he finally opened one eye. “don't make a big deal out of it.” “why?” he sat up with a sigh. “because they were annoying.” “they were bullying me.” “exactly.” “you don't even like me.” woo-young looked at you for a long moment. then scoffed quietly. “never said that.” before you could ask what he meant, he stood up and walked past you. hands in his pockets. same expression as always. except this time... just before he disappeared through the rooftop door you caught the smallest smile on his face. and somehow, that surprised you more than anything else. #fyp #kangwooyoung #chawoomin #weakhero #pov
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