Breakdown (1/1)

Breakdown The pain erupted like a quick burning flame as the boy was roughly slammed into the wall, both of his arms tightly locked behind his back, maintained by the strong ones of his bully. Squirming under the painful grip, he groaned when his head made contact with the cold cement of the wall, the right side of his face now fully shoved in it. A low and deep laughter reached the guy’s ear as a hand was placed quite gently on his left shoulder, slowly making its way down on his back, caressing it in an odd manner. His eyes shut tight, the boy’s breathing accelerated as the other’s hand traced a certain path lower and lower on his body. The hand suddenly reached the front, carefully caressing the teenager’s waist by doing so, and stroked more intensely the clothed belly. Still unmoving, the boy unsuccessfully tried to suppress a moan as the contact got a lot more intimate when the hand sneaked under the victim’s shirt and went down toward the pants, trying to penetrate them. Unclasped belt and unzipped pants. Only some more inches and…Sweat dripped intensely, soaking Donghae’s forehead as he woke up from the awful nightmare. He sat in bed quickly, severely shocked and glad that the dream was over. He panted, erratic and loud, wiped his forehead with his arm calming a bit as long second passed. Donghae ran his hand over his body, still weirdly feeling the imaginary unwanted touch of the other young man. The brown haired student gulped and sighed, wishing the thought to go away soon. The teenager stood up from his bed in one swift move, a dizzy feeling invaded his head, followed by a blurred vision because of the rushed motion.Because of last night, Donghae didn’t sleep very well, so the tiny headache only got worse when he took the first steps toward the bathroom. Entering the piece, he held his head with a hand, trying to cease a bit the petty pain while walking toward the shower. After stroking his temple, decreasing the pain gradually, the boy removed his shirt, revealing the pale skin of his smooth back, and tossed it on the floor. He continued to undress himself slowly, exposing a bit more of himself as clothes were discarded on the floor of the bathroom. Now completely naked, he turned on the shower and stepped inside, waiting for the water to heat up. Steam began to form and Donghae decided to step under the water, letting the warm liquid flow down on the smooth skin of his body.Hands fully shoved in his brown locks of hair, scratching gently his head, Donghae washed his shampoo filled hair with a smooth force. The boy washed his whole body, wanting to be as neat as possible, before rinsing under the warm and relaxing water. He stood under the shower a few minutes more, enjoying the moment. It’s only when the young man stepped out of the bathroom, drying his hair with a towel, that he realized he was indeed late by a good twenty minutes.“Crap!”Tossing the now wet towel aside, Donghae ran toward the closet and withdrew a random pair of jeans and a blank white t-shirt, putting it on in no time. He grabbed a comb and worked on his messy half-wet hair, while trying to put on his shoes. The student didn’t even take his books and raced in the corridor leading to his first class of the day.The main hall was empty, so it was absurdly easy to run all its length without bumping into anyone, much to the latecomer’s pleasure. It only took a minute before the door of the class came into view. Donghae stopped in front of it, put his hands on his knees and panted heavily, removing the imaginary sweat on his forehead.Raising his hand quickly, Donghae turned the knob without knocking first and opened the door carefully, trying not to disturb the current lesson. Fail resumed all of his effort as the whole class, including the teacher, stopped dead in tracks and watched him entering the place.“Hmm… Sorry…” Muttered the embarrassed boy, keeping his eyes locked on the ground.Promptly, he walked toward his seat, still feeling all the others student’s gaze on him. It was weird, he wasn’t accustomed to all that attention. Yes, he was late, it was a first for Lee Donghae. But never, ever someone would have everybody staring at them like that only for a simple lateness, not even Lee Hyukjae. What confused Donghae the most was that some of them even began to whisper something to the person beside, stealing quick glance with strange expressions at the boy.Shrugging it off, the brown young man finally made it to his seat, near the window. Supporting his head with one hand, he tried to listen to the class, sometimes drifting away in his thoughts or nearly falling asleep. He slapped his cheek a bit to stay awake and rubbed his sleepy eyes, looking from time to time at the clock on the wall. As soon as the boring teacher finished his sentence about uninteresting shit, the bell rang, letting the fully bored students exit the place to another one. Being the last person to quit the room, Donghae quickly took his belongings and walked out.Once again, it’s not the completely students-filled corridor that made the boy a bit nauseous and uncomfortable, but the totally skin-piercing looks they were giving him. Like the ones in class. The teenager moved, looking everywhere, visually searching for some clues of what was happening, but every time he succeeded in making eye contact with anyone, they would turn around or look somewhere else on purpose. Some of them would laugh, whisper or make any concerned or horrified face to one another. Too much paradoxical expressions.Finally making his way through the sea of weird students, Donghae sighed in relief when he saw Kim Ryeowook, a member of the student council. The boy always was a pleasant guy, up to talk every moment, him and Donghae used to chat a lot when they were seeing each other outside the classroom. Donghae, happy to see him, walked toward the same aged guy, hoping to rebuild that not so old habit of them. About half of a meter of the boy or so, he gently tapped him on the shoulder, trying not to afraid him.“Hey, Ryeowook!”“Ha…oh. Hey, hmm. Donghae.” He awkwardly responded to the brown-haired young man.“Are you okay? You seems a bit strange.” Concerned, Donghae cocked his head to the side.“Yes. Listen, Donghae-sshi… Eeeh. I can’t talk to you.” Why so formal?“Oh you’re busy? Sorry for disturbi-““No, it’s just… I can’t… Don’t talk to me ever again Donghae-sshi, please. And sorry.” Quickly the words fell of his mouth as he half-ran toward the opposite direction, leaving the newly more confused boy there.Not knowing what to feel at the moment, Donghae stood there, abashed as hell and feeling a bit sad about what just happened. Some students who were passing keep looking at him, wondering why he wasn’t moving.Feeling a rather hard hand on his shoulder, Donghae’s heartbeat accelerated unconsciously. He didn’t know why, but the touch made him feel like something was about to happen, or was it only his imagination? [A/N: Sorry if I took that long to update, but I was busy as hell LOL I hope you'll like that chapter! Love you guys~ <3]