Both Sides || namjin

.3.a demon called 'Jackson'.

The school bell finally rang, signaling that the day was over. Jin was walking away from his gym class, still slightly sweaty, when he ran into somebody. This 'somebody' had a more muscular figure, which sported a black tank top and some jeans. His brown hair was kept nice and he seemed to be laughing before Jin made contact with him. 

"You're the new kid, right?" he asked. 

Jin looked up from where his current focus was, the ground. "Y-yes. I'm s-sorry for bumping into you," he quickly apologized. He tried to walk away before the person pulled him back. He had a feeling that this person wasn't a good one. 

"My boyfriend told me about you. If you get anywhere, and I mean anywhere, near him, it'll be the last thing you do," he said with dark eyes and a threatening grin. Those eyes could probably kill Jin right on the spot if they wanted to. His white teeth were invisible as his lips were together in a smirk. 

That must be Jackson, Jim immediately realized. Then he asked himself, Is that how he treats everybody? Possibly Namjoon as well? No, no Jin, don't jump to any conclusions. He nodded after a nervous gulp and Jackson walked away, chuckling. 

The walk home left Jin alone with his thoughts. He started thinking, more like concluding, things about Jackson and Namjoon's relationship. Jin had only been here for a day and he knew something was up. How did the people who have been here for years never suspect anything? 

All the blackette could really say about Namjoon is that the teal-haired boy doubted Jin's abilities. Even though that was the only interaction the two had, he could still make a sort of psychological assumption. Most people who bully have something else going on in their lives, or it's how he was raised. 

He then started to analyze how Jackson spoke. The dark look in his eyes without a doubt sent fear into anybody who was looked at by them. His voice was like ice with its threatening tone, especially when he brought up Namjoon. 

Jin took a minute to recall what the other boy said.

 "My boyfriend told me about you. If you get anywhere, and I mean anywhere, near him, it'll be the last thing you do," 

Was Jackson possibly jealous? Jin shook his head to remind himself that nobody would ever be jealous of some essay-writer who couldn't speak correctly. As he was thinking this, he heard footsteps catching up to him. It was then when he realized how little of a distance he had walked. "Hey Jin, are you available this afternoon?" the person asked, slightly out of breath. 

"Y-you scared me, Channie. Wait i-is that your r-real name?" Jin asked. He didn't expect someone to walk up behind him and spark a conversation. 

The brunette boy shook his head. "No, it's Bang Chan. But my friends call me Channie. You can call me that if you consider me to be your friend," he chuckled. His eyes went into crescents again and his cheeks were slightly red. He resembled an anime character. "You never answered my question, Jinnie,"  

"O-oh sorry. I'm not b-busy, you can follow me," 

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