I want my teacher || MYG || Yoongi

8

My heart drops after listening to her words. Yoongi kissed her too? So I was just someone he wanted to play with. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be sad about the fact that my friend had betrayed me or about Yoongi treating me like trash. 

Call me overdramatic but he meant everything to me. It was the continuous thought that what he doesn't like "broken" girls that forced me to recover. Every meal I had was for him. Every time I told myself to not think about my body weight... was him and him only. 

"I'm so sorry, y/n" she says. 

But I too had hid things from her. I had to right to be mad at her. I look into her eyes and ask her to tell me everything that happened between Mr. Min and her. I still remember what I told myself a few days back, I will forgive Yoongi no matter what because I needed him. 

"We only kissed. That was only once. Remember when you didn't come to school for a week last year, because you were in the hospital? I must admit, I had forced myself on him. But after a few days when I tried kissing him, he pushed me away... and since then I always avoid him."

This explained why last time she didn't stay with me for the class. Now the thing was, my heart wanted to forgive Yoongi. Or was Yoongi really wrong? Everyone makes mistakes. And most importantly the reason why I'm alive right now is because of him. 

People might think its crazy but only I know how much he meant to me. and still means. We might not have known each other well but my heart was fixated on him. 

"Miss y/n, I repeat, answer the fifth question," I hear Yoongi's voice. 

Snapping back to reality, I flip through the pages and search for the answer. "Miss y/n, mind paying attention to the class?" he raises his voice. At this point, I was frustrated. I was supposed to be angry at him. 

Irritated, I stand up and hastily pack my bag. Stomping to the door, I walk out of the classroom and bang the door shut. Hearing someone's footsteps, I turn back to see Mr. Min run after me. Doesn't he know that the class would suspect him?

Catching up to my pace, he grabs my wrist harshly and pulls me into the janitors' closet.