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"It's been an hour.. Where is she?" Namjoon questioned with a confused look on his face.

"Maybe she's stuck in detention?" Hoseok suggested, sitting beside his worried friend.

"No no.. she wouldn't be. Maybe someone hurt her?" Namjoon turned quickly to his friends.

"Relax, bro. That's only possible if she was with that new creepy history teacher or that annoying P.E. coach." Yoongi reassured.

"Creepy history teacher..?" Namjoon rummaged his way through his bag, grabbing out a small black notebook. He searched through the pages of the notebook, stopping at one to read its notes.

"Tuesday.. Maths..French..History?!" Namjoon threw the notebook back into his bag, and proceeded to hurriedly grab a mask, now putting it on.

"Bro- what are you- Oh shit." Hoseok snatches his bag, and pulls out a pocket knife, which he hands to Namjoon.

"Good luck. Call us if you need help." Namjoonnods and turns.

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Namjoon sprints his way down the hall, looking for the history classroom. Once he finally reaches it, he grasps the door handle.

Why isn't it opening?

Namjoon hits on the door again, unwilling to give up.

It still isn't opening.

Namjoon quickly twists the door handle again.

It can't be.

Namjoon kicks the door, in disbelief that it's locked. Finally, after several tries, he kicks the door open, only to find the history teacher lying unconscious on the ground, while Ayari is crouched down beneath a desk, crying hysterically, her head buried in her arms.

Namjoon quickly enters the room, and goes to hug the girl who is now half unconscious. He puts his hand on her shoulders, slightly pushing her to see if she's awake.

"Ayari..?" He calls out. No response. He takes her water bottle, then drowns her face in water, accidentally including her dress and bag. It was the only way to wake her up, after all.

"Come on... please wake up- I-" Namjoon's eyeswiden at the sudden appearance of blood on his hands. He brushes her hair outof the way, coming to realization that her forehead was severely injured. Heslowly carries her, careful not to touch any of her injuries, then walks out ofthe room. He somehow managed to get hold of her cross-bag in the other handtoo, so she wouldn't have to go back to that creepy man's classroom for the time being.