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Y/n would always be grateful for his skills, in that lone island he learned to see.

To Copy

And copy he did, watching every show, every video possible of martial artists sparing. Whether it was in the ring or not, he studied their every move. Soon enough, he mastered what he could find on the web, the only thing left was to use his knowledge to protect himself.

The three goons were on the floor, their backs leaning on the cold wall of the alleyway. Desperately trying to cool their pain-charred bodies. Y/n had decided to use a mix of Taekwondo and Brazilian jujutsu however he only was able to use some moves of Taekwondo before they surrendered.

The goons stood, holding on to one another to help them stand

"You motherfucker" One spat at Y/n

"Enough"

A stout man with onyx tattoos that ran along his arms saw how Y/n assisted both Daniel and Jiho. He had found a gorgeous boy, who was not a bad guy.

Y/n drowned out the conversation, only starting to listen when he saw Vasco allow a tear to run down his cheek. With a concerned eye, Y/n wiped Vasco's tear with his thumb, running it over his cheek. The boy turned pink at the contact.

" Daniel let me walk you home :)"

"OK Y/n"

Daniel recognized resentment in his body, he slightly wished Y/n would touch him. A hug would be nice.

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Lunch was certainly different, Daniel was still the talk of the school. He sat with Jiho meaning people thought he was doing charity work. Somehow Y/n got caught up with someone new. A blonde girl had bumped into him "accidentally" and handed him a cartoon of strawberry milk as an apology.

Y/n swears he nearly fell in love Mary then asked if he wanted to hang out with one of her other friends one day after school. How could Y/n say no? She gave him a new flavour of milk, and asked to hang out? Saying no would be a sin.

"Sure! Let me get your number Mary"

"haha Vin is gonna be so annoyed"

"Did you say something?"

"Nope! here's my number"

By the time Y/n and Mary separated ways Jay had sent Y/n five texts

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