Beomgyu bit hit tongue so no stupid tears would fall. "I hate life!" He screamed into the night sky, burying his head in his grimy palms. Nothing ever goes right. The teen fell onto the pavement, ignoring the gashes on his knees and arms from that bastard Dohyun. "Fuck" he cursed, a choked sob escaping his chapped lips as he desperately clenched the tattered fabric of his hoodie.

9:07 AM

Beomgyu's lifeless eyes were stuck on the ground. "Look at the loser," he heard someone whisper. But he didn't care. He won't ever care again. Because caring got him to where he is now. Suddenly, he felt a smack to his forehead. Beomgyu shut his eyes, not needing to see to know who--"Yah," a voice commanded, tugging on his backpack strap. Beomgyu sighed, turning around to see Dohyun, his ex best friend. "Aww, look at you," he mocked, earning snickers from his little posse. Beomgyu simply rolled his eyes, opening his mouth to retort a smart comment but was cut off by a sharp kick to his abdomen, sending him straight to the ground. Beomgyu's back slammed against the lockers, and he immediately felt blood rise his throat. "Idiot," Dohyun muttered, and Beomgyu could hear the sneer in his voice. "Next time you try rolling your eyes at me," he started, kneeling down to the latter. But Beomgyu couldn't hear anything. His senses were slowly giving out, the lack of food and the hit battling it out together. The last thing he felt was a gentle pat on his shoulder, then lights out...

Beomgyu's eyes opened up to see a bright light nearly blinding him. He let out an annoyed grunt, shielding his eyes from the suddenness. "What happened," he grumbled, sitting up on what he supposed was his bed. "You're in your dorm" someone said, and Beomgyu nearly fell of his mattress from fright. He rubbed his eyes, looking up at the figure who suddenly appeared at his side. This must be his savior. His eyes traced her figure, stopping at her light grin and...gym wear?

"Who are you?" He said, a judgmental gaze beneath his dull orbs.