Yeonjun dragged himself to out of bed the next day. He just felt so sluggish and he knew for a fact his face was swollen from how much he had cried that night.

He barely got sleep because he spent the night trying to find out what went wrong, and why Soobin would still offer to sleep with him.

The thought made him upset. Because he had gotten into a relationship with a fuck-boy.

"Yeonjun you idiot, it should have been a red flag when he hit on you while you were dating his sister." Yeonjun hit his head softly and murmured to himself in disappointment.

He entered his bathroom and looked at his face. Groaning he went to the kitchen to put some spoons in the freezer to use while he showered and changed into his clothing for the day. Because of his mood it was a hoodie and sweatpants. He couldn't be bothered to wear something flashy when he didn't feel like being noticed.

Afterwards he went to receive the spoons and placed them against his eyes, sighing at the cold feeling of the metal against the skin of his eyelids.

When he finished with that he made breakfast for himself and finally started to get back to school.

He didn't know what he would do if he saw Soobin in the hallway. He knew a part of him would want to go back to Soobin crying for him to date him again, but he knew another part would punch Soobin in the face.

"And I still have to break up with Solhwa." Yeonjun groaned as he laced up his sneakers and left through the front door of his house.

Checking his phone, he realized he would get to school earlier than usual.

He stated his walk and 10 minutes later found himself at the front doors of the school building. He was really begining to hate it here.

It used to be a place he could go to when he wanted an escape from his house, but it didn't seem to feel the same anymore.

Yeonjun sighed as he made his way into the building and decided that he would waste his time in the art room.

He walked to his locker to grab his first period materials when he saw Soobin leaning against a locker nearby.

Keeping his head down he pulled the strings of his hoodie tighter with the hope that Soobin wouldn't see his current state.

After grabbing his things he looked up and ended up making brief eye contact with Soobin who just smirked at him.

Yeonjun turned around and left heading towards the art room finding himself in the same stool as the day before.

He was doing fine until he saw the painting he had shown Soobin the first time Soobin joined him in the art room.

So he cried again.

It was hard not to.

Soobin was doing great and here he was, dressed like the world was ending and feeling like crap.

Yeonjun sniffed a few times when he heard the same voice as yesterday call out again.

"Um.. hello?"

He wiped his eyes and sat up.

"Yes..?"

"Are you okay?"

The new stranger turned on the lights and walked towards Yeonjun. He could see Yeonjun's wet sweater sleeves and Yeonjun's puffy tear streaked face.

"N-not really."

"Oh.. well you can talk to me if you want to. I'll listen." He smiled softly and Yeonjun felt a bit warmer already.

Maybe he didn't need a boyfriend, maybe he just needed a friend.

"Oh, okay.."

Yeonjun took a deep breath and started talking about everything. Of course he avoided saying the names of Solhwa and Soobin, but he really hoped this person was someone he could trust.

After his tiny rant the stranger frowned.

"Your ex is a douche."

Tears started to form in Yeonjun's eyes and the stranger panicked. "H-hey wa-"

Yeonjun fell into his embrace for a hug and the male grunted. He froze before hugging back then using one hand to stroke the back of Yeonjun's head.

"I-I know he is.. I j-just thought he was d-different.." Yeonjun sniffed and pulled away. "Sorry I got tears on you.."

"It's okay. Also.. I don't know your name.."

"Oh my name's Choi Yeonjun."

"Oh Yeonjun. I'm Kai."

And a new friendship began that day.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

who really guessed that it was Kai before?