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Stage Aid (YoonJin) FLUFF/ANGST

"This is the tenth class you've skipped this week."

Actually, it's the twelfth, but whatever. Yoongi couldn't even take the principal seriously. Why should he? The dumb man couldn't even keep track of Yoongi's skipped classes.

"I'm not even going to bother assigning you another detention because you never show up." The principal sighed as he grabbed a slip of paper and held it out to Yoongi."Give this to Mrs. Choi in the drama class. It has the details of your punishment."

Now Yoongi was confused."My punishment? In the drama class?"

This brought a slight smirk to the principal's expression. He was definitely feeling the control he had over students like Yoongi."Yes, Min. Your punishment will be in the drama class. Starting today, You're going to be there for every rehearsal to prepare for the upcoming play. Mrs. Choi will give you a task, and you must do it. If you fail to comply or do anything to sabotage the play, you'll be expelled. Are we clear?"

No matter how much Yoongi wanted to protest, he could see in the principal's face that it would be pointless. Nothing he could say would get him out of this."Fine, whatever." This is going to be a nightmare.

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That was how Yoongi found himself with the task of handling the spotlights. He was a backstage aid, a stage hand, a helper, the light guy, whatever anyone chose to call him. He didn't care. He just couldn't let himself get expelled. As much as he skipped classes, he knew better than to let himself get expelled. That would be terrible.

So here he was, adjusting the lights. He had been shown how they work, so he knew how to use them now. It was his duty to make sure the different spotlights were shining on the correct people. It was a little confusing at first, but he was getting the hang of it. After all, there were three different spotlights. They were different sizes, meant to be shone on different roles and sometimes used to illuminate important objects or areas of the stage.

As Yoongi got better and better at manning the lights, rehearsals started getting boring. Well, it was already boring for Yoongi, but now it was even more boring since he could manage the lights correctly and not worry about doing it wrong. Mrs. Choi was no longer constantly telling him that he was too slow at adjusting the lights or shining the wrong light on the wrong person.

Yoongi did his best to do this well. Not because he wanted to do a good job in the drama class. That wasn't it at all. He just hated having attention on him. Whenever Mrs. Choi scolded anyone or told them they were doing something wrong, she did it in front of the whole class. She would say that it was a learning opportunity for everyone. Yoongi hated that. Having the judging eyes of other students on him was the worst. He dealt with that too much.

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Did this punishment stop Yoongi from skipping his classes? Yes, for now. He really hated attending certain classes. He didn't mind the subjects. He didn't even mind doing the work. Yoongi's issue was with other students.

Their judging eyes bore holes into his mind and stability. Their giggles and laughs gave him anxiety and made him feel sick. Every wad of paper, pencil, or pen thrown at him whenever the teacher wasn't looking bruised his self-esteem.

Yoongi knew that skipping the classes with those particular students wasn't the right way to fix this problem, but he didn't know what else to do. He'd told the teachers about the bullying. He'd told the principal. They were of no help.

"Have you tried becoming their friend?"

"Just ignore them."

"Could you have done something to make them dislike you?"