Common Lounge

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@HS_Kim Joonmyeon Why was the boy so nice to him? Hanbyul took a quick look at him as he frowned, not knowing how intimidating he probably looked. His facial features got softer as he saw the other male blush. ''I guess.. I've seen you before so it's quite possible.'' he answered, nodding slowly. He let out a quiet, ironic laugh before looking down at his shirtless body.

As soon as he put his attention back on the brown haired boy, he tilted his head to the side and raised an eyebrow. ''Do you have something else for me to wear?'' he asked, as if he wanted the answer to be yes. He could definitely not walk around with his bruised chest showing. And he could also not put his school shirt back since there was blood all over it. He sighed, knowing that fighting was definitely not helping him in any ways.

@HD_Jang Hanbyul Joonmyeon frowned, but kept silent. He would ask him later, when Hanbyul was well again. He brushed Hanbyul's bangs off his forehead. As the other looked at him, the scholarship student halted.

"Oh," he blushed, "I'm sorry. I just wanted to get a better look at your face...Have we met in class before?"

He fidgeted with his hands, still blushing darkly. Joonmyeon's eyes darted back and forth from Hanbyul's uncovered body and the floor.

"Um...do you want something to wear?" he asked quietly.

@HS_Kim Joonmyeon Hanbyul simply felt his body being placed on something that was way more comfortable than the ground on which he was lying on earlier. He wasn't able to open his eyes just yet, he only winced as he felt his wounds being disinfected. Who would even waste their time taking care of someone like him? He kept wondering who it might've been and once he heard the stranger's voice, he was able to open his eyes, slowly. A handsome, brown haired boy was looking back at him as he realized that he had seen him somewhere before today. He turned his head to the side, a bit embarassed of what he looked like since he was covered in bruises. ''Nothing.'' he managed to mumble, looking down at the floor.

It was obvious that something had happened, but Hanbyul didn't feel like telling the other boy. It wasn't something interesting since he had ended up losing the fight. He didn't want to embarass himself even more.

@HD_Jang Hanbyul Joonmyeon stared at the boy in his arms, shocked. With some trouble, the aspiring medical student shifted the injured student onto the sofa and arranged him comfortably. Thankfully, Joonmyeon had a small first aid kit in his bag, so he was able to care for most minor injuries.

Joonmyeon slowly ed the other's bloody and tattered school shirt and put it off to the side. The name tag read "Jang Hanbyul-Chenab Student". He then disinfected a cotton ball and went on cleaning Hanbyul's wounds. The other whimpered in pain, but didn't wake up.

"Sh," Joonmyeon soothed the knocked out boy, "it'll be over in a second."

He quickly finished applying the alcohol and started to patch the wounds up with bandaids. Fortunately, it didn't seem like there were any serious wounds. Maybe some nasty bruises and cuts, but no bruised organs or broken bones by the looks of it. When he was done, Joonmyeon sighed and wiped the sweat off of Hanbyul's face, which was scrunched up in pain.

"What happened?" he whispered.

Suddenly, the other boy stirred awake and stared at Joonmyeon.

@HS_Kim Joonmyeon Hanbyul often ended up in fights, since he was kind of a delinquant kind of boy. He didn't have a bad heart, no, he simply hated people who insulted him or whatever. That's why he always got into trouble for fighting back. In the end, he'd often lose or even if he'd win, he'd come back home with bruises all over his face and arms. He couldn't help but be this way, it was a part of him, unfortunately.

After losing another fight, the tall boy wandered towards the common lounge, where he thought nobody could be so that he could be able to sit and relax all by himself. He pushed the door open, making a lot of noise as he entered the room. His eyes were tired, he could barely see where he was going. He was about to fall to the ground since his injuries were a bit worse than the fights he had been in before. A moving form caught his attention before he could realize that someone was running towards him, helping him stand up. Who was it? He didn't really know, he didn't really care. He had no more energy left in his body, his eyelids simply closed all by themselves, leaving him hanging in the boy's arms.

Joonmyeon stretched out on a sofa and yawned while flipping through his book. It was late and he really should've been asleep by now, but Joonmyeon just didn't want to go back into his dorm. Suddenly, the door opened with a crash and a seriously injured man trudged into the Lounge.
"Oh my god!" the scholarship student yelped as he rushed to help the unknown man.
He vaguely recognized him as a Chenab student in his gym class, but didn't know much about him.