I am Liang Xiao Yue. No one really consider me as a friend. My school life consists of me walking alone in the hallway and being mocked for my hobby.

Which is being a weapon maniac.

All the names people called me at my school simply define how much of a weapon nerd i am.

But i don't take them seriously. Though no one is aware of this fact, i still am proud of myself because i am devoted to my hobby.

And by that i mean i am one of few individual researcher on Thermobaric Bombs.

"Aah, its Zhong Chenle!"

"He is so handsome oh my god,"

"Oh that is Huang Renjun, did he have a hair cut?"

"Lee Jeno is so good looking,"

"Are they all models or something?"

"These six boys are unreal."

My daydreaming session stopped abruptly. Shrieking whispers filled my school hallway. I sighed.

Not wanting to what happened, i attempted to walk to my class only to bump on to someone.

The loud gasping stuffed the hallway. It turned into silence as people began to walk away. I stood there rubbing my head.

"Ouch." I said.

A deep voice snapped.

"Fine, not so rude maybe?" I said whilst walking away, not really caring who i bumped myself with.

I felt a slight tug on my shirt. No one will ever imagine that tug to turn into a solid jerk that left me back flat on the floor.

I looked back to see a boy with bright orange hair looking at me with no expression. One of two boys beside him is saying sorry profusely while walking towards me.

"Chenle she is a girl." Said the boy to the orange haired boy who apparently called Chenle.

Said Chenle.

The boy helped me to get up.

I limp to my class after they walked away.

Whoa.

That was painful.

I thought to myself in class while rubbing my back. My hand scribbling on a book.

I stand up to excuse myself from the class. I limp while taking careful strides to get towards the school's clinics.

"Damn, i must've also sprained my ankle."

A loud door banging noice petrified my body for a moment.

The teacher screamed as a boy stormed his way out.

"You, get him!" The teacher plead me.

Ugh.

Big no no.

"Get him or you will be getting an E on your assignment!"

Not cool teacher, not cool.

I quickly catch up to him beside the gate.

"Hey!" I called.

He didn't even bother to even look at me.

"You orange hair!" I called louder.

He stopped and sighed.

No, young man, you are going back to class."

He sighed again and tapped his watch. A couple of boys walked up to me. Holding my arm as the orange haired boy walks away.

I stood there to process what happened. I began to try ripping my arms of theirs. Only to meet the everloving struggle.

"NO, I DON'T WANNA GET AN E!"

"MY BODY IS HURTING ALREADY!"

"AAAAAAH!" i screamed in frustation.

Just after he left, the couple of boys that strangled the life out of me just about to walk away.

"Wait, who are you guys?"

They just left.

Knowing i messed up already, i limp my way to the school's clinic.

Huffing every now and then.

Fuck that Chenle boy.