"You are late," Our maths sir, Mr Spectacles announce as Yibo enters the room. He still didn't notice me as I stand behind Yibo in a daze. I would be lying if I say I am normal at the moment...I can still feel his fingers in my hole and how out of character I was with him at the heat of the moment.

"Both are," he adds after he notices me. I bow my head not having the energy to deal with him. 

"Right on time, not late," Yibo says as he gives himself permission to enter the class. I follow him quietly with my head still down. I am sure Jimin is going to have a lot of questions. I take my notes quietly and listen to the class trying to make myself invisible. 

"You okay?" Jk asks carefully. I am thankful he didn't ask what happened. I just nod my head but didn't meet his eyes. I can feel Yibo staring at me, more at my marked wrist I keep rubbing at. I close my eyes and sigh. I need some alone time now, to sort out my thoughts.

I want to lie down, sleep. I want to refresh myself. With my eyes staring blankly at the desk, I see a tube placed on my field of vision. Without anyone noticing, Yibo slid a ointment for the red mark on my wrist. I didn't bother to say thank you and use it. 

I take a deep breathe again. I close my eyes and remind myself to not think about anything. As long as I don't think about anything I will be fine. I sigh, but I find it difficult to breathe properly. I hold my desk tightly, trying to keep me away from upcoming panic attack. 

I concentrate on my breathing when suddenly Yibo stands up from the chair gaining whole attention of the class. He didn't bother with the teacher who is readily shouting at him. He grabs my hand and drags me out of the class in front of all the questioning  gaze. I am thankful, at the same time I don't want this attention.

He leads me to the locker room and locks it as soon as we get inside. I take a seat on the nearby chair and calm myself down taking breath after breath. Yibo stands there watching me closely as he always does, like its his habit to do that.

After several minutes I am back to normal. "Good?" he questions and I nod my head as an answer.

I can't meet his eyes in fear of him reading me and finding out something he shouldn't find out. 

"I will replace the sofa and get a nice bed," he tells me casually as he leans on the door.

I choke out forgetting all the excuses I made up for this sudden panic attack at his sudden announcement. I look at him in bewilderment, wondering from where this sudden idea came up. 

He looks at my face and stops himself from smiling big, but I still notice his lips curving up in tiny. "It wasn't comfortable to do in the sofa. In future, we may do something more excessively, it won't fit us both then," he explains making me roll my eyes.

"Let's think about it later," I awkwardly tell him. I know I can say I don't want to do anything in the future with him. I know he is warning me, at the same time giving me a chance to escape, if I want to, but I stubbornly refuse. 

He hums in agreement. I relax myself and look at him more closely. I always wonder how he looks so cool all the time. He is just standing there leaning against the door, but I feel like he is in a shooting being a model. 

"Lets go," he commands and I nod standing up. I should fix this bad habit, obeying whatever he says if he uses that tone. He smirks but makes an effort to hide it as he notices my frutstration. I give him a glare and walk out in front of him.

"Last class," he says and walk away without another word. I take my time to reach the class and notice Mr Spectacles walk out, not before giving me a stink eye. I ignore him and walk into the class.

"Are you okay? Did he do something to you? If he bullies you, you can tell me, I will deduct his points," Jimin says as he rushes to my side. Jk is already sitting beside me, paying attention to my mood rather than my words.

I give them a small laugh. "I am fine, another small fight. Nothing serious," I breifly tell them. They are not convinced, but didn't make a big deal out of it either. As Yibo walks in, I feel them giving him a glare. I smirk at Yibo who acts as if he didn't notice anything, but the slight frown I see is a indicator he did notice what's happening. 

The other classmates also watches our interaction closely, but because they can't find out a definite scenario, they just watch us silently.

Yibo's mood is simply bright at the moment, I just can feel it. I am somewhat convinced he is fine now, the trace of loneliness disappeared at the moment. I can read his expression for few minutes...but all this progress went downhill as soon as we hear a voice which spoils my mood.

"You are going to be late to the mansion today, yeah?" Dak-ho guy walks in as he questions Yibo in a mock tone. Yibo face suddenly went blank and he stands up to walk out with them, but Dak-ho made him sit in his seat.

"Answer me," he orders and I notice Yibo digging his nails on his palm. 

"Yes," he answers simply. Dak-ho makes a tsk tsk sound before slamming his hand on Yibo's desk. 

"Answer properly," he says and I see Yibo eyes turning red...from anger is what I guess.

Jimin who is standing beside me silently clutches my hand, as if stopping me from starting something. Jk fist clenches but stays on my desk. All I feel is confusion...

What's going on?

 Dak-ho seems to enjoy watching Yibo's turmoil. What does he mean by 'answer properly'. But I didn't get much time to ponder as I hear Yibo timidly reply to him.

"Yes sir, I will be coming late to the mansion," I have never even thought that Yibo can also face a situation where he is helpless.

Curious eyes of the classmates didn't make this situation easier either. Yibo calmly looks at the desk, his eyes downcast while Dak-ho laughs heartily.

I clench my jaw, but I know I can't help him. If I know what he is going through...I can...but I don't want to be a nuisance in someone's life. Dak-ho humiliating Yibo is because of me, I just know it.

"So, you will be late," that asshole asks again.

"Yes sir," he replies not daring to look up.

I avert my eyes from the scene, unable to watch it any longer. 

"Good," that asshole walks away from the class as the next period starts and the teacher walks in. The teacher is surprised by the pin drop silent, oblivious to what happened earlier.

Everyone takes their respective places facing the board stiffly. Yibo takes his earphones and isolates himself from the world again. I close my eyes too and lie down on the desk to have a nap. 

Today's events...I have no idea on how to describe it. 

What do you think is happening to Yibo and Zhan ge?? I really want to help them out😫

A special update on Yibo's birthday 🎂🎉. Have a nice day 💝✨