11 I'll support you

Meanwhile, inside the comfort room.

Feng Qiao looked at his own reflection in the mirror. His face was beet red and a sweet smile was trying to escape from his lips.

Hehe, he said I was pretty...

Feng Qiao couldn't help but grin to himself. For the first time in his life, he felt thankful that he has this face.

After a while, Feng Qiao composed himself and went out.

The other members just finished eating and they're currently cleaning the table. On the other hand, Zhao Lin was still sitting in the same position.

He was fiddling with his phone with a serious look on his face.

Xiao Yu noticed Feng Qiao and she excitedly ran up to him. "Junior Feng! Kekeke it's already time isn't it?"

Feng Qiao understood what she meant instantly.

Yes, it's time for me to go to class... which also means that I have to reveal myself to the whole school...

Feng Qiao gulped and his face turned pale, fear started creeping up all over his body. He thought that he was already fine with this but he was wrong.

The fear is still there.

He was fine before because the team are all nice and accepting people but he couldn't say the same thing for the people outside.

Not all people are like them.

Xiao Yu noticed that Feng Qiao turned pale. "Junior Feng? Are you okay? God! You're pale!"

"I-I'm fine.. I guess the fear of others seeing me is still here haha" Feng Qiao sat on a chair, he could feel his legs wobbling. He suddenly felt weak.

Xiao Yu fetched him a glass of water, "Here, drink this first"

The others also noticed this and asked what was wrong with Feng Qiao.

"He's a little frightened because he needs to attend their class later which means, he'll be exposed to everyone in the university." Xiao Yu explained while patting the sitting Feng Qiao on his back.

The others immediately understood, all of them are aware of the trauma that Feng Qiao experienced in middle school.

"Are you sure you're okay Junior Feng? You don't really have to do this now you know, we could take things slowly." Wang Shu was worried that maybe they're pushing Feng Qiao too far.

"No, I'm fine. I can do it" Feng Qiao smiled at seeing the team's worried faces. He felt happy and warm.

These people are the ones who helped me to change myself for the better, I don't want to disappoint them.

"I'll go with you" A voice sounded behind Feng Qiao.

He looked back and saw Zhao Lin staring directly at him.

"Cough cough w-what? You'll g-go with me?" Feng Qiao pointed to himself.

"Yes." Zhao Lin's tone was firm. "Didn't I tell you before? I'll support you all the way"

Feng Qiao's face flushed at those words.

He did remember that Zhao Lin did say that to him before, but he didn't think he was serious about it. He thought it was just some words to comfort him.

Feng Qiao looked up at Zhao Lin and meekly said, "T-then thank you.."

"I want to go with Junior Feng too!" Wang Shu waved his hand like he was on a class recitation.

Xiao Yu grabbed Wang Shu's ears and twists it hard, "No, you'll be cleaning here with us, as for Junior Feng, let's just leave him to Pres hmmm?"

"Aw- Ouch! Shit! Stop, stop! that hurts!"

Xiao Yu ignored Wang Shu's cries and turned to Zhao Lin, "Pres, I'll leave Junior Feng to you"

"Hmm" Zhao Lin nodded.

Xiao Yu smiled and then dragged Wang Shu away, she also signaled the others to leave Junior Feng to Pres.

Xiao Yu don't know why but her radar can feel something between those two. Hmmm, I need to observe further but for now, it's best to leave those two alone kekeke.

On the other hand, Zhao Lin along with Feng Qiao went out of HQ to go to the Art Department which is a few buildings away from the Fashion Department.

It's lunchtime that's why many students could be seen loitering around the University grounds.

As soon as Feng Qiao and Zhao Lin walked out, people turned to look at their way.

Feeling those piercing stares pointed at him, Feng Qiao froze up. He felt suffocated! Memories from Middle school keep flashing on his mind, the mockery, the insults, the look in their eyes — everything! He felt like he came back to the past.

I.. I'm scared.. no.. no! someone! Someone help me...

Feng Qiao felt like he was falling down to the darkest abyss where no one could save him.

Just then, he suddenly felt something warm on his face.

"Feng Qiao!"

Who's that?

"Feng Qiao! Open your eyes!"

My eyes?

Feng Qiao slowly opened his watery eyes and what he first saw was a pair of hazel eyes filled with worry — it was Zhao Lin.