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⚠️Tw (strong language, mentioned/referenced abuse, mention of drugs)

When the principal exited the room, Minho's father veered around to face his son.
"And you-" - He yanked him up by his shirt - " I see that Han boy really helped with your ego..." - He muttered before shaking Minho when his son just flashed his teeth at him - "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you on drugs or just insane? If you don't fucking stop I will beat the shit out of you when we get home!" - He tossed Minho back into the armchair, who continued to cry and giggle. 
"That's the only thing you are good at-" - He chuckled. Mr. Lee quickly sprung up from his seat, ready to hit his son.
"What did you just say you little-"
"Luckily, Jisung was already out here, waiting for Minho-" - The principal cut off Mr. Lee, who quickly stepped away from Minho, sitting back in his seat. Jisung trailed behind the principal and then made his way over to Minho when he heard him weep.
"Min, Are you okay?"- Jisung kneeled, taking Minho's face in his hands.
"I might die Ji-" - He whispered while giggling. His eyes were glossy from tears. Jisung widened his eyes. It was like his boyfriend was in another headspace, somewhere far away, like he had closed himself out of whatever was going on. Jisung frowned and opened his mouth to ask further, but Mr. Lee cut in before Jisung could say anything.
"Get your hands off of my son!" - Mr. Lee stood up again. With all this standing up and down, he was surely getting a good workout; Minho thought giggling again.
"Why are you even calling him your son?" - Jisung straightened himself too, now standing face-to-face with Minho's father as he frowned.
"Because I'm his father you fuckin' idiot!"
"Mr. Lee!" - Mr. Park slammed his fist on his desk, but Mr. Lee didn't even flinch.
"Well, you sure as hell don't act like one!" - Jisung shot back.
"Jisung! Sit down beside Minho! And Mr. Lee! If you don't think you are mature enough to handle a situation like this, I suggest you leave!" - Mr Park raised his voice and both Jisung and Mr Lee stayed silent. 
Only Minho's cries were heard, his laughter died down. When Jisung sat down, Minho immediately shuffled closer, hiding his face in Jisung's hoodie. Jisung's one hand sneaked behind Minho, caressing him to soothe his boyfriend.
"Thank you, so now. Jisung. You are here because of your behaviour. According to Mr. Lee, you are a bad influence on Minho."
"How exactly, if I may ask?" - He turned to Mr. Lee, Jisung's gaze burning holes into his head.
"Minho ran off to you, and he didn't even tell me where he went, and did you see how he was acting when you came inside? What did you give him?" - Mr. Lee interrupted Mr. Park again, his words and tone hostile.
"What? You think I gave him drugs?" - Jisung was bewildered, he glanced at Mr. Park if he was really buying all this shit - "Mr. Park, you know I would never do something like that, and my mother is a nurse, I know not to use substances like those! You can ask her, I tell her everything and she was home when Minho was at ours!"
"Alright, calm down Jisung. You said the same thing as Minho regarding your mother being at home, but if this issue cannot be solved, I must ask your Mother to be present as well-"
"Why don't you suspect Mr. Lee?! Don't you think he has something to do with this if his son decides to just run off without saying a thing?!"
"How dare you!"
"Jisung, you have to understand that some things happened with them, that are private issues. Those affected them badly, and that's why your company affects Minho badly.." - Mr. Park sighed. 
Jisung was seething by now, how was he so blind? Everything Mr. Park was saying was an inexplicable mess.
"I know everything. Minho told me." - he scowled at Mr. Lee, and he could see a hint of fear flash in his eyes.
"Then why can't you help Minho, and help him accept his father's worries and-"
"Oh.. Mr. Park, I have helped Minho several times. Like bandaging his cuts after using disinfectant, or putting plasters on him on numerous bruises, that HE caused!"
The silence was loud.
"Mr. Lee?" - Mr. Park turned to face Minho's dad, who resembled a ghost from how pale he had gotten. He abruptly shot up from his seat, speeding over to Minho, grabbing his wrist, and harshly yanking him up from the spot beside Jisung.
"We have to go now." - he announced, turning away from the other two in the room.
"Mr Lee I give you no permission to leave with Minho until this situation is solved" - Mr Park stood up, and Jisung could see how he was on the verge of losing it. He clenched his jaw, as his hands formed fists on his desk.
"I'm his father, I don't need your permission. I will homeschool him. It's ridiculous how you believe a student over an adult." - He yanked Minho after himself, storming out of the office.
"Mr. Park, you have to do something!" - Jisung stared at him, eyes wide as his heart thumped loudly. The older man just sighed, burying his head in his hands as he sat down.
"I should've been faster" - he released a breath, face still covered by his hands.
"W-what- Mr. Park.. you- you knew about this?" - disbelief flooded through Jisung, his face contorting. 
"I've seen Minho limping or holding his ribs in class while his breathing was shallow."
"Then why didn't you-??"
"He is already 18, isn't he?"
"Yeah" - Jisung's voice got as shaky as his hands. He felt trapped, why did his principal give up on a student like that? 
"Then there's not much I can do.. I can contact further authorities, but that takes time. Can you look after him Jisung?"
"I- yes.."
"You may go now." - he dismissed Jisung, who jumped up and left the office in a hurry. His stomach twisted and churned, by the thoughts of what might happen to Minho. 
He whipped out his phone, messaging the group chat, saying it was an emergency, asking who could skip and meet in front of the school. Jisung already decided that he will skip the rest of the school day and go to Minho's. He will call the police. He won't hesitate like Mr. Park. Minho's life could be on the line. After messaging the group chat he dialed his mother while speedwalking through the hallways.
"Mom?"
"What's wrong Jisungie?" 
"It's Minho.. his father came and-" - his voice cracked, and he could feel his throat close. He couldn't cry now.. - "he will- hurt him, Mom.."

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A/n
Hi, I'm so sorry for updating later than I usually do, I was just busy preparing birthday gifts for my best friend and studying, but hopefully, I will be able to update more frequently again!
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