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13.0

First day back to university.

It was going to be tough but Baekhyun had to believe in himself. I can do this. Was what he kept telling himself.

Of course his friends were always with him, supporting him which what he was someone relieved about. He couldn't be more thankful that they were encouraging and supportive.

However, no matter how much they tried to big him up, Baekhyun still had a sick feeling in his stomach. He did know why he was feeling so anxious.

Baekhyun still hadn't told Chanyeol that he was already here so unless the boy had already heard all the gossip that Byun Baekhyun is back then he was pretty sure Chanyeol had no clue. Even when they were talking on the phone, he sort of stayed away from the topic.

Sitting in his class was the most scary, though. He sat staring at his desk pretending that he couldn't hear all the people blatantly talking about him. It was like he could practically feel each and every stare on his body. It didn't help that he was already on edge; Chanyeol was going to walk through that door any second.

So many people had already walked through the door, keeping Baekhyun alert for the entire time and everytime, even when they saw him, none of them seemed to react like he expected Chanyeol too. It was only after Baekhyun had almost given up keeping his eyes on the doorway when Luhan nudged him with his elbow and he lift his head to see a tall figure standing at the front of the class.

The boys eyes said it all. It was Chanyeol.

"That's—"

"Yeah.." Baekhyun interrupted.

Chanyeols eyes were wide and looking straight his way.  His hands were scrunched up into a tight fist as though he was trying to contain his emotions.
Baekhyun was also looking back at him and for a moment the two only see each other. Everyone in the class stops to watch what's happening, even though it's not a lot.

Baekhyun had imagined many different handsome faces while speaking to Chanyeol over the phone but he didn't expect him to be this good looking. He knew it was cliché, but it was true, Chanyeol seemed to have all the perfect features in all the right places. It almost felt like this shouldn't be the Park Chanyeol Baekhyun had been speaking too.

Eventually Chanyeol snaps out of it and continues in his path, looking slightly embarrassed. As he walked closer, Baekhyun almost thought he was coming up to him, but when Chanyeol turns and sits down in front of him, without a word, Baekhyun couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

Seconds after the teacher comes in and Baekhyun sits back in his chair, forcing himself to try and relax.

Just less than half way through the session, Baekhyun already feels drained with how much information there was to take in. He couldn't make any sense of it—he did his best to take notes but they were too jumbled and messy to learn from.
Baekhyun sighed.

Then his phone buzzed in his pocket.
He reached down and pulled it half out to see what the notification was.

One new message from: Chanyeol
[11:13]

Baekhyun swallows and looks ahead to see Chanyeol still facing the front. While the teacher was busy writing something on the board behind him, Baekhyun pulls his phone out of his pocket and checks the message under the table.

To: Baekhyun
From: Chanyeol

Since when did you get here?

[sent: 11:13]



To: Chanyeol
From: Baekhyun

A few days ago... I'm sorry I didn't tell you

[11:14]

The teacher turns back around and they both sit up and shove their phones back into their pockets before getting caught.

Ten minutes later the teacher turns around again and Baekhyun watches as he reaches into his coat again. He takes out his too, ready for the next message.

To: Baekhyun
From: Chanyeol

Meet me after this? I need to talk to you

[sent 11:26]




To: Chanyeol
From: Baekhyun

Where?

[sent 11:26]


To: Baekhyun
From: Chanyeol

Outside the back of the uni. There's benches there.

[sent 11:26]

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When Baekhyun finally managed to excuse himself from his friends and find his way to the back of the school, he saw Chanyeol sat on a bench, leant forward with his arms resting on his thighs, hands clasped together and head facing the ground.

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his jacket and began to move towards the boy. His heart was going crazy.

Before Baekhyun could even manage to say the word hey, Chanyeol saw his feet in front of him and practically jumped up to his feet. It almost startled Baekhyun, making his heart beat faster.

"You're really here.." Chanyeol breathed out.

"Yeah" Baekhyun bit his lip. "That's right"

"I don't know what to say"

Baekhyun let out a small chuckle and looked to his feet. "Then why'd you tell me to come here?"

"I..." Chanyeol started but stopped himself. He scratched his neck and sat back down  "I don't know. I guess I just wanted to see you alone"

A smile crept up to Baekhyun's face. He  on the other side of the bench and watched the scene in front of him. "This is an odd place to hang out"

"Yeah I know, I'm sorry. I only come here when I want to be alone. Not so many people around"

"Why would you want to be alone?" Baekhyun asked, turning his head to Chanyeol.

"I just do... sometimes.." Chanyeol faces him also and they meet with their eyes. Baekhyun suddenly remembered all the things his friends had told him that night, he remembered that he was so mean and cruel to Chanyeol. he wished it wasn't true.

Baekhyun sighed and broke the eye contact.

"What was I like before I left?"

"Baek, I-"

"No tell me" he insisted. "Please"

Chanyeol wet his lips as he hesitated to answer. "You were,um, kind and fun—"

"I'm serious"

Chanyeol stared at him.

"My friends told me— how I acted towards you, I mean... why didn't you just tell me I was horrible to you?" Baekhyun didn't want to look him in the eye right now, it broke his heart to hear Chanyeol try and defend him even though he was the one in the wrong.

"I didn't want you to feel bad."

"I probably deserve to feel bad after—"

"Don't say that" Chanyeol said flatly, cutting him off. "It doesn't matter now..."

Baekhyun scratched his neck, thinking of how to change the subject to something lighter when two boys came over, one holding a football.

"We've been looking for you everywhere" he blonde haired boy said. Both guys were noticeably skinny but was it really ok for someone to look like they could snap in half if you even laid a finger on them? No is the answer.
The guy turned his head to Baekhyun and he almost forgot he was actually present for a second.
"Oh hey, baekin, haven't seen you in a while"

Baekhyun blinks a couple of times to process whether he heard the boy correctly. He glanced to Chanyeol who looked as though he was going to storm off somewhere but the only thing that would be stopping him was the fact that his hands had a tight grip on the bench seat.

"I'm sorry,.." Baekhyun returned to the thin blonde dude. "Um, but my name isn't Baekin.. yeah it's, uh, Baekhyun"

His companion seemed to find the situation funny while he stood and cocked his head to the side. Baekhyun was about to say something else when Chanyeol stood and made the two boys take a step back.
"Did you want anything?"

"Ugh yeah, obviously. Chanyeol, we've got a match to play, remember?"

Chanyeol rubbed his forehead and sighed. "Of course, yeah, I'm sorry. I forgot."

Baekhyun sat still, watching his feet kick back and forth; he expected the three of them to leave without a word. In a way he sort of hoped they would because Baekhyun felt awkward around those two guys—not just that, uneasy.

However they didn't leave. It was actually Chanyeol that was stopping them.

"Do you..." the taller started attracting Baekhyun's attention once more. "Do you want to come and watch?"

Yes I'd love too.

"I don't think.." Baekhyun glanced between Chanyeol and his friends. "I have to get back to my friends"

" oh yeah, of course"

"Come on Chan, the whole team is probably waiting on us" Sehun tapped his foot impatiently.

Chanyeol let out a breath before turning around and walking away, His friends trailed behind.
Baekhyun sighed and leaned back on the bench. He thought their first meeting might have gone a little more smoothly but whatever.

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Idk if this chapter is any good eh doesn't seem that great but oh well.

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