Seonghwa hums as he walk to his next class, in his own little world. He hears voices all around him, but he doesn't pay attention to any until someone yells loud enough he processes it, "Hey queer!"

He looks up, trying to find the source of the exclamation, but instead is met with none other than the head cheerleader, Katie. He blushes, she was looking right at him, her minions snicker as she walks towards him in her cheerleading outfit. They must have just finished practice. She stops in front of him, and by now he has everyone in the hall looking at them, "Where's your gang of fags? They left you all alone."

Seonghwa turns away from her, but instead she grabs him with her manicured stiletto nails digging into his wrist and she pins him to the lockers. He whimpers, he was told to never fight a woman, so in this situation he had no idea what to do. She chuckles, seeing his flower crown and making a face, "Gross, you know these are only for weird chicks right? I guess it makes sense for you to wear them considering you take it up the ass."

Seonghwa flinched, and she took that as her opportunity to grab his flower crown and rip it off of his head, pins and all. He cries out, touching the top of his head and gasps, "No don't-"

She throws it to the ground, and stomps on the pretty roses that were delicately intertwined. Seonghwa could feel his heart breaking as he watches the roses being smashed to pieces, and Katie smiles devilishly as she kicks it away. Everyone was watching and laughing, some loving the way Seonghwa's eyes watered and his cheeks turn redder. Some, watch with sad eyes, not sure how to help the poor boy.

Katie leans in, still smiling and she hums, "There. Now you're actually sexy without that thing on your head. Too bad you don't roll that way," she pushes back him, knocking his shoulder against hers and so does every member in her gang.

Everyone whispers around him as he falls to his knees, reaching for the smashed flowers, but someone kicks it farther away from him and walk off. His eyes water and tears fall down his hot cheeks, and he sniffles before standing and running to the nearest bathroom. He slams the door open in there, running to the handicap stall, slamming it and locking it behind him. He sobs, falling to his knees and leaning against the wall, his head cradled in between his knees as he sobs hard.

But what Seonghwa didn't know, was that someone was watching from afar, someone who didn't like seeing the heart broken boy's face. He glares after the cheerleaders as they leave the building, walking the opposite direction to find someone who could help Seonghwa out better than himself.

Mingi.

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Mingi takes a puff and blows the smoke out of his nose, closing his eyes slowly and relaxing. His first class got cancelled so he's relaxing before his next one, and he didn't plan on doing anything but relaxing.

That is, until he hears footsteps and sees San and the famous Wooyoung approaching him. The older was holding onto Wooyoung's hand, interlacing their fingers together and whispering sweet nothings in his ear, which just made the other giggle and blush a pretty pink. Mingi's gotta admit, they're a pretty cute couple.

"Care to share?" San asks, reaching for the joint and Mingi rolls his eyes.

"Fucking really San?" Mingi sighs, handing him the joint and San smirks, "You still owe me from when your mom made brownies with MY stash!"

"Yeah yeah I'm working on it," San takes a puff, Wooyoung blushing and looking away. He blows the smoke away from the younger, and hands it back, "I thought you had class?"

"Cancelled. You?" Mingi arches his eyebrow, looking at the two.

"Well, we're kind of skipping," San bites his lip, smirking at Wooyoung who was blushing harder and hiding behind San, "So we may go to the library and study. Or make out by this building once I run you off."

Mingi grumbles, finishing the rest of his joint and stubbing it out, "Of fucking course, you're a pain in my ass you know it?"

"Yo Mingi!" Jongho calls, walking towards Mingi and San, taking a deep breath as he walks towards them, "Hey you just- god, did you have to smoke right here!?" Jongho rolls his eyes waving a hand as he shakes his head.

"What bastard ass," Mingi snaps, sighing. This wasn't very relaxing.

"You missed it," Jongho points to the building behind him, "Katie made her rounds."

"So?"

"Her victim of the day, that pretty boy you like so much," Jongho says sternly, his expression serious.

Mingi tenses, his expression darkens and he stands, "Where is he?"

"Bathroom by the main entrance," Jongho replies, Mingi runs to the building ignoring everyone's stares as he runs past them. He bursts in the bathroom, hearing sobbing on the other side of the handicap stall and he frowns, walking over to the stall and knocking on the door.

"Seonghwa?" He sniffles on the other side, and Mingi tries again, "I know it's you in there."

"No it's not," his voice croaks, he gasps for air and sniffles.

Mingi chuckles, "Seonghwa, let me in."

"No."

Mingi sighs, "Come on, don't make me pick this lock."

"You can't pick this lock," Seonghwa mumbles, sniffling some more.

Mingi laughs, "Oh gorgeous, you have no idea what I'm capable of."

It was quiet on the other side, until Mingi hears the sound of the lock sliding over and he pushes the door slowly. Seonghwa was sat on the floor, his white fluffy sweater paws were covering his face. Mingi locks the door, sitting on the floor with Seonghwa and sighing, "Hey, what's going on?"

"I-" Seonghwa started but he ended up sobbing and Mingi shushes him. He takes the older boy in his arms and holds him, rubbing his back as he comforted the older.

"Take your time," Mingi whispers, "Breathe."

Seonghwa ended up laying his head in Mingi's chest for a bit, catching his breath before he finally speaks up, "K-Katie sm-m-mashed m-m-m-my c-crown."

"Your crown?" Mingi asks, looking at Seonghwa and realizing just now he didn't have his flower crown on. His gaze darkens, "She smashed your flower crown."

Seonghwa whimpers, nodding his head and sniffles, "Y-Yeah."

Mingi growls, he really wanted to go find Katie now. He didn't know what he'd do, but he's going to do something. Seonghwa finally calmed down some, Mingi pats his shoulder gently, "Come on."

"I don't want to go to class," Seonghwa mumbles, "I want to leave this place."

"We can leave," Mingi whispers, "We can go wherever you want. But first," he reaches for his wallet, showing it to Seonghwa, "I think we better go find you a flower crown to put back on top of that gorgeous head of yours where it belongs."

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