I moved to Korea because of my mother's job and my father stayed at America because he didn't think that it was worth to change his job because of us.
My name is Lee Joe and I have a mixed blood, I don't mind that but it was a reason why I always was different. Ether popular or ended up as a loner. I know. I experienced different positions yet I always wished to be average.
Why? I don't like the attention focused on me, people clinging on me ether for fame or to feel more superior.
But what I learned was that I can not run away from my fate. Even at the day when I transferred I dyed my hair dark to fit in the crowd but I assume that didn't help since few of my mother's friends mentioned the aura I have.
I stood in front of the class as a new student who joined them in the middle of the year. Mostly new students came at the beginning of the year or after first semester and here I was in the middle of it and had more than a half yet less than a year left to get to know and fit in with students.
Everyone were chattering and probably trying to decide how to accept me and to what should they turn me into but I didn't care of them.
My eyes landed on the blonde head. It was obviously dyed and definitely eye-catching so I had no excuse why I stared at the guy first. My eyes landed down to see the face and I got a bit surprised as I saw his eyes pierced straight into mine. I didn't look away and stared as well while the teacher introduced me in front of the class.
"Do you have anything you want to add, Lee Joe?" The female teacher spoke with a friendly smile but I barely heard her as I felt weird connection with the other guy. That guy who had surprisingly fierce orbs focused on me, but was it weird that I found them madly familiar?
"Yes" My brain managed to load the information of what happened around me while the other part of my head was occupied with meaningless thoughts "I would prefer everyone to call me Joe for short, it is nice to meet you" I bowed and stepped towards the seat the teacher pointed to. It was besides the window and behind the challenging student.
Somehow I didn't mind. This year seemed to be interesting. I'm Lee Joe soon to be seventeen meanwhile my all classmates were eighteen or about to turn. I know. The principal was concerned about it and told me but it just seemed that I started school year earlier that is it. As long no one asks. No one will get to know.
The bell of school appeared to be similar to the one in America. I just fixed my fake glasses. Damn it I almost forgot I wore them.
Few girls with school uniforms approached me and chatted me up with silly questions that I found unnecessary to answer so I just smiled slightly and looked out of the window. That was too much of attention. I hate to attract the attention so soon it makes the other guys glare at me and that is troublesome.
Even now the light haired guy had those eyes focused on me, the kind that I can already imagine showing up in my nightmares.
That boy caught my attention the most and made my eyes follow him out. The way his hands were hidden in his pockets of black student uniform pants and the uniform jacket looked like some damn cape behind him.
"Who is he?" I turned my head slightly at the girls meanwhile my eyes followed the classmate out until he turned in the hall and disappeared.
"He? You shouldn't talk with him if he looks in bad mood, he is violent guy" short and quite chubby girl spoke, my eyes then landed at her since her words sounded sincere and worth my time. "once a girl approached him when he seemed to be gloomy. He knocked her down on the floor immediately and left like it was nothing... it was scary to see"
"They say he is involved in a gang. They call him Colorful Tiger because he changes his hair according to his mood" the more model like girl spoke and I just laughed.
"Isn't he afraid to get bald?" I laughed carelessly too damn carelessly because it was the same time the colorful tiger came back to the classroom. He had very dark atmosphere around him which made me curious.
Just in case anyone is wondering.
I am not gay. Not straight ether. I have no interests at all, what I do in life is observe other people and simply survive. Quite nice thinking for sixteen year old guy huh. But I don't give much thought. I'm young, free and single, I am free to be as carefree as much as I am young and anyway next month I'm seventeen.
Classes passed in weird pace. New classmates, new surroundings it all seemed weird to me but that was okay it was better to discover new place than stay at the same one for years.
The next day came and I already managed to get involved into something weird. The nice chubby female I started to get along was surrounded by weird guys so I just stood in front in protective position. "What the fuck guys" I cursed in English but that was understandable phrase for everyone.
Some guy glared at me while the other laughed at my hero like behaviour but little did they know that I'm a guy who isn't just a pushover like my looks say. Dark hair, glasses and everyone thinks I can be pushed around but that was just one of the ideas I wanted them to get. I still managed to find people to talk with me and if days go by like yesterday I might just become like any normal student. Or so I thought.
"Why do big guys like you pick on a girl?" I laughed at them by accident which obviously angered them more..
"I just bumped on them a-and accidentally dropped my sandwich with jam on his shoe..." the girl explained, she was ridiculously scared of the three guys in front and it only made me laugh inside. Well then again... I was new one. I knew nothing.
"lick it off" the guy in front pointed at his shoe which had some jam on it. He was a total jerk and you know he even looked like one. He was overly confident and always walked with his chin up as if looking down at others made him the most important person in school.
The messy haired guy didn't expect as he laughed at that moment but with all my strength I punched straight in his cheek to shut that mouth off and it knocked him down so fast.
Everyone were taken aback even the girl named Yeol Wol. "let's go" I took her hand and dragged her along to the classroom. That was logical reaction at such situation. Better run if you see that you can't survive so I didn't understand why she still stood there.
"Thank you" the short female bowed slightly and I could tell that I made at least one friend in my classroom that wouldn't turn her back at the worst moment. Even the scarey cat like her, at least once and shortly she would be there for me. That was the price of my powerful punch.
That day barely anyone could believe the small talks that already roamed around the school. The new guy Lee Joe knocked out Seunghyun. That jerk as well walked with the bruised cheek as the proof of what I did.
People began to gather around more with questions if that was truth. I told nothing but Yeol Wol answered the questions instead of me. I neither denied nor approve. It became nothing but rumours and talks.
Seunghyun as well didn't tell anyone the truth because we both knew. His pride was too strong to tell everyone what happened actually.
The Colorful tiger kept glaring at me as ever, it felt like he was plotting something against me and I was probably right.
On third day when I spent my lunch break time on rooftop with a girl named Yeol Wol who had a cute bob cut that fit her round cheeks and a tall girl who was her best friend named Ji Yeon her hair was quite different in the whole classroom it was caramel brow, strong and shining long locks of hair.
I only had an apple in my pocked to have for lunch while the girls took out their lunchboxes. I would lie if I didn't drool all over them just by looking but I wasn't the type to ask from others.
I'm not the best cook to make ones myself and my mother is barely home at all. The talks about divorcing are increasing and we become short on money so I can't afford going to shop everyday just to buy meaningless food.
"That guy in front is glaring at me everytime our eyes meet" I whined and took a bite of a green and sour apple just my taste how I like it.
"Oh..." the short girl sighed and ate her omelet with rice "it is probably because of that incident yesterday" even though she brought up the time I punched someone I didn't understand what she meant yet.
"Seunghyun and others seem to be his underlings at school even though we do not see them together often" Ji Yeon added more useful information.
"Ouch" I bit my lower lip by accident and it bled slightly. At that moment I had awfully bad feeling. Because the eyes I could recognise while looking at my bad vibe giving classmate were murderous. Shivers ran trough my spine. I knew I had to be on my guard.
We just laughed it off with girls but the uncomfortable feeling haven't left my side at that time. Even when I passed Seunghyun and his pals I could hear them smearing as if they knew something I didn't.
The classes finished and I was on my way home. And all I can say about that day is that I was awfully right about the feelings I received.
I was pulled in the dark alley corner by some guy and smashed against the wall. I didn't see what happened behind me but I recognised the feeling of someone keeping his eyes on me. "the tiger huh" I chuckled while ignoring the situation, good for me because few guys sounded surprised that I knew of the other's appearance without even seeing his face.
2087
snowghoul
stormborns
janainaart
gummygunk
origamiaround