"If it hurts, it means you care and it's something worth fighting for."
Jungkook X Original Character
A Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction 🤍˚｡
(Start: 19th Dec 2020)
(End: 14th May 2021)
@taetaepurpleme2020
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• ELEVEN •
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Jungkook
I would have skipped the rest of the school day and go home. What happened today is uneventful. First Lyra got injured, then she confronted Yoonjin which is totally unexpected, then I literally witnessed how everyone biased towards Yoonjin unconditionally and threw hatred at Lyra.
My heart bled for the girl I like.
School finally ended. Knowing Shawn, the boy who called Lyra shameful is in the restroom, I followed him inside and walked over to him, punching him precisely in the jaw without a second thought.
Yes, I waited for the whole day just for that.
"What the fuck man!" Shawn cursed, his mouth bleeding.
"That was for calling her shameless," I said and threw another fist. "This is for calling her a bitch."
I threw the last fist to his nose, "this is for bullying her."
Shawn punched me back. My face was swung to the right, I met the mirror, seeing the corner of my lips bleeding.
"Well, that wasn't very nice. It's a wrong move for you to touch me." I smirked and strangled him from his back. I flipped his body over effortlessly making him fall to the tiles with a loud thump.
The moral of the story, never mess with a taekwondo black belt.
Shawn groaned loudly and hugged his stomach on the ground. "Don't ever come near Lyra, unless you want to get beaten up more severely." I fixed my shirt.
"N-no, watch out you motherfucker. I'll destroy you and let you taste the consequences of beating up the most popular guy in the school." Shawn wiped his mouth and stood up from the floor.
I snorted nonchalantly, "I'd like to see you try."
Recognising the street, I smiled when I saw the familiar house.
"Ouch." I hissed at the pain from the bruises on the corner of my lips. I looked up to see Kim's residence. I quickly texted Lyra and asked her to come down.
Maybe a few minutes passed, Lyra came out from the front door and paced to me.
"What are you doing here?" She frowned, arms crossed in front of her chest. I found it cute, to be honest. Yet my smile faded when I saw her red and puffy eyes, she has been crying.
