"So when are we gonna have this talk?"
Hechan asked me in the morning before the classes started. I knew he'd been holding things back ever since I told him that we were going to talk things through. During the days since then, there was no explicit bullying carried out by him or his lackeys on my friends. There was still tension in the classroom as the next victim had not been chosen yet. It made me feel sick to think that some people might actually be wishing that Hechan quickly finds someone (else) to pick on so that they can be relieved and not worry about a thing until that guy jumps off a bridge or gets beaten to a pulp or transfer out of school.
"Right. We can talk today during lunch"
"Cool. Where?"
"You know the big pine tree on the way to the south gate-"
"Oh, you are going to confess? That quick?"
