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Ch 10. Pretty boy

Taehyung hurried over to his locker, his feet taking him through the hallway. Which had been silenced from the lack of students crowding in it

The classes had began and he was late to his, forgetting to bring his notebook with him after already arriving near his class.

Maybe it was because he couldn't atop thinking of the party, he wondered if it was okay, for him to go there. Maybe, partly he was a bit scared. Scared that he won't be able to know, how to work the way he should be.

How someone like him used to

That's why he was now hurrying over to get it his notebook, and get to class before his teacher would see him as absent. His breath already feeling caught up before he had arrived.

a slight smile caught his lips before he wanted to hurry up and open up the lock. But his fingers didn't have a chance to let them drape over it, before he had felt a sudden hand on his shoulder.

"Hm, haven't seen this guy here before. Are you new or something?"

The unfamiliar touch and voice had corrupted him when he turned around hastily, only to find a quite muscled guy before him. A tug playing on his lips as his light hair draped back over his head

There seemed to be another guy just behind him, slightly shorter but with the same unsettling aura that settled in the air as the stranger before him kept looking down at him.

Taehyung did know them quite a bit, he had remembered the rumors at the start of school, before he left. They were bad people, part of the people in school that would care less about anything but danger

And he also remembered the way Jungkook would start getting involved with those types of people, including his new friends he was around now.

"You're the quite pretty guy, isn't he Dae?"

The guy before him told, his eyes still on him as his grip on Taehyungs shoulder kept getting tighter, and Taehyung didn't like it at all.

So he tried, pushing his hand of him as a frown painted his brows.

But a sudden small grunt left his lips when he was forcefully pushed against the locker again, his back stained against the lock of the surface as the guy before him seemed to not like the idea of what the blonde had done.

"Where are you going, i'm having a conversation here wouldn't want to end it just like that now?"

Taehyungs nails had tightened into his palm, feeling himself getting more frustrated at the other. The snickering of his friend behind him silencing the air as Taehyung once again tried to push the other away from him, and leave the place.

But to no use, when he felt his whole body getting slammed against the hard locker behind him, the sound echoing in his ears as the guys other's hand had trapped his other shoulder.

A crease forming through Taehyungs eyebrows from the pain in his back.

"Didn't I tell- ugh"

Before the male had a chance to finish his sentence, a loud grunt left his lips when he suddenly a forceful fist met the jaw of his, before the weight of his body was slammed hardly against the locker, the same fists gripping into his collar tightly, whitening knuckles under the grip.

"Who the fuck - Jungkook-"

Fear struck the guys face when he had looked up, the pain striking his face when he found the one before him to be the dark haired. Slightly trying to back away but to no vain when he was pushed against the hard locker

Another grunt left his lips as Jungkooks grip had only tightened, as well as his jaw.

"You don't fucking touch him"

Jungkook told out, his eyes staring daggers into the boy before him, blood dropping down his nose as he watched the way his head nodded drastically against his grip, but to no vain when He felt his body being pushed further as the grip on him only kept getting tighter.

"Jungkook calm down, let him go"

Yoongi tried before the other was able to do something further to the guy, walked through and grabbed an tense Jungkook away from him.

Jungkook yanked himself off the others grip as the other had gone away as fast as he had let go. His gaze turning to the direction Taehyung was at.

The dark haired tightened knuckles had slowly unclenched, as he watched the boy leaning against Namjoon and Jimin, as they had taken him away from the place.

His gaze not leaving them

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