She Is A Boy

Chapter 3 : Naughty Angel

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      Yoongi can already tell that the
    students behind him are talking
  about how he got into a 'fight' with
      these two wealthy students. Most
    are probably negative comments about him for 'punching' Jimin.

To not hear any of it, Yoongi was the first one to follow after their Teacher, he doesn't want to get in between the glares of those two. He had enough of it. And as they were in the hallway, Jimin ran beside Yoongi, flashing his infamous smile to the guy who just stared at him.

"Pft, he's not that nice huh? he even got you involved." Jimin stated, hissing every now and then, his jaw is probably aching from the punch. "Yeah, no shit."

Yoongi answered, rolling his eyes. You might call Yoongi weird but he actually enjoys Jimin's company, even if his personality is a dick and he didn't even tried defending Yoongi, the audacity of this man. Suddenly, he didn't expect to hear a genuine laugh coming from the said man, his laugh sounds angelic. Yoongi would agree if someone were to compliment Jimin's laugh. it's quite addicting.

"Oh yeah? that's Jin for you. he does such things but then says that he doesn't want to dirty his dad's name. ain't that complicated?" Jimin stated, shrugging his shoulders. Yoongi can only nod his head as he keeps his head down, humming softly to himself before answering Jimin.

"mhm, you're complicated as well. can't you just tell them that Jin did it and that I didn't really do anything wrong? can't you do that? look.. Im not as rich as the two of you. I'm only a scholar student." Yoongi explained. He knows those words are enough to let Jimin know that without scholarship he can't get into this school because of the expensive tuition fee. He doesn't have enough money to get into this kind of school, he was only accepted here because of his grades. That's why, getting a violence record or something will give Yoongi a hard time keeping his scholarship and he might get kicked out of this school. He wants to graduate from this campus because they teach their students well and there's a high chance to get good jobs when people find out you graduated here. They might accept you right away.

"Ooohh interesting, so my calculations are right. you indeed came from a poor family?" Jimin hummed, his finger tapping his chin while he nodded, making Yoongi scoff before answering.

"well yes, surprise..? isn't it obvious?" Yoongi rolled his eyes, he's about to take back about liking Jimin's presence.

"mhm fine, come with me to the infirmary first yeah?"

Before Yoongi could even answer, Jimin ran towards their teacher, they're both far away from Yoongi for him to even hear what Jimin was saying, he only saw his teacher nod before Jimin came back running towards him, pulling him to the other side of the hallway, stealing a glance at Jin who just stared at them uninterested with what they're up to. He then noticed that they're on their way to the infirmary, still having Jimin pull on his wrist.

As soon as they got inside, Jimin closed the door shut and sat down on the bed behind the white curtains that was pushed against the wall. Jimin then just sat there, gesturing Yoongi to come closer.

"Why should I?" To answer Yoongi's question, he pointed at the light scratch on his cheek that's still bleeding because of the hard impact coming from Jin's fist earlier before answering. "You help me, I help you."

Okay, then maybe Jimin isn't that bad. After hearing those words, Yoongi sighed and looked through the shelves for some acetone, alcohol and some cottons also a bandaid before sitting down beside Jimin who's just watching him the whole time.

"stop staring at me, it's uncomfortable."

Jimin chuckled, closing his eyes shut as he leaned in.

"Sorry, your face just looks shiny..? and it looks soft." Jimin mumbled, slowly fluttering his eyes open to stare at Yoongi while he was being treated with some alcohol, Yoongi didn't even noticed because he was so into treating Jimin's scratch not until their eyes met, both just stared directly into each other's souls when suddenly this intense moment was interrupted with someone clearing their throats. yes, throats.