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Jayce doesn't want to claim himself as meticulous person, he is indeed far from that. But few days back, his eyes caught how you seems to distance themselves away from him. Whenever he approaches them at the library they would quickly gather their belongings, not to mention how obvious you was avoiding his eye contact.
He did message them and asking what is going on and how he wants to meet them this weekend, at the same time wondering perhaps he did something wrong. you didn't reply to his messages yet, and *it hurts him.*
Jayce sighed as he shuts his locker and made way to the exit. It's already late but since he has basketball monthly meeting he had to stay for a while. He cracked his neck as he walks past an alley that leads to the field, that's when he stopped when his eyes noticing someone so familiar.
you.
Jayce looks at them in confusion, his eyebrows raised when he saw them....crying. He wastes no time to walk over, stopping when he knew you is aware of his presence.
"you," Jayce whispered, his heart beating unusually faster. Why is he feeling nervous? This isn't the usual 'crush' thing he had on you. It's...fear. Anticipation for something bad. As Jayce walks slowly step by step towards you, Jayce noticed their eyes shot up at him, their eyes telling something. Something dangerous.
*Behind you!*
"What's wro--" Before Jayce could turn around and see, his head being hit with something hard, making his body fell to the ground. His crossbody bag made loud thud sound, and Jayce's face landed on the cold tiles.
He groans in pain, tried his best to stand when all he hears is this long buzz and protecting you, but only to discover Ethan, his rival. Academic or basketball, he is always there to compete with Jayce. "The fuc--" His head being hit again by something hard, unbeknownst to him was the metal bat, and his body being hit over and over again.
"you...run!" Jayce managed to shout as he tried to stand, but Ethan's friends were around five to six people. It is impossible for him to fight back when he felt his whole body being kicked, his head being stepped on and his shirt nearly being torn off.
The trauma from his past kicking in, and his eyes went watery when the flashbacks coming like a tidal wave. Blood spits out from his mouth when Ethan halted their torture on Jayce by kicking Jayce's stomach with his feet hard.
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