dark.

dark and musty.

the damp stench filled the boy's freckled nostrils, his soft hair ruffling as he shifted into his corner of the closet.

it was spacious enough that he could keep to himself, but the fact that there was another human

no less, Hwang Hyunjin.

the one who made it his purpose to relentlessly pick on the 15 year old boy every day.

was breathing the same air as him.

polluting it with his warm breath, sure to reek a slight mintiness due to the leftover gum in his mouth.

“This is all your fault.”

Hyunjin mutters, staring at the blond feet away from him.

The boy scoffed from his corner, disbelief sure in his usually gentle tone.

“Mine? I’m not the one who tossed us both in the gym closet after making a pathetic excuse to leave English class.”

Hyunjin had the audacity to blame him after messing everything up himself.