Yoongi sat in the class, waiting for everyone to leave for lunch, so that he can go too, without getting forcefully pushed out by the crowd.
During that time, he decided to pass his time by writing in his rough copy. An important thing about him: He loves writing. He loves to express his thoughts and emotions in the form of poems, though he never lets anyone read them.
"It has been a habit.
To hide my tear-stained face from my brother.
Behind an invisible mask of a smile,
Yes, I've become what I've pretended."(Ew Ew Ew. What did I even write just now!?)
The lines designed onto his copy by his pen came directly from his heart. Though his face seemed emotionless, only he knows how he feels. Not even a second after his pen was lifted from the copy, he felt something light hit his head. A crumbled piece of paper landed on his desk.
He stared at it with an unreadable expression, then took it, straightening it in his desk.
"Get out of our school beggar. You don't belong here."
The lines written with black glitter pen, glowed brightly in the sunlight. Those two lines from the crumbled paper that reflected into his dark brown orbs, made him grin.
Just this school? Nah. I don't even deserve to belong in this world.
He heard some light chuckles. He looked up from the paper in his hands. They were there. Baekhyun and one of his minions. What was his name? Something with an F.
'A Freakin Mice' He thought.
Nevermind. He doesn't remember his name. But he has freckles. He looked cute and innocent but he was the son of a Satan.
"What are you looking at, beggar?"
The freckled boy asked, looking at Yoongi with eyed filled with disgust. Baekhyun laughed and smacked his minion on the head.
"Can't you see? He's trying to get stay from our hand by staying in the classroom and acting like a nerd. Such a coward. "
He rolled his eyes.
"Listen kid. I've clearly mentioned the instructions in that paper. You have to do what's written there. And if you don't, you'll face consequences. Remember, this school is not for beggars like you."
He said, putting emphasis on the word 'beggar' and left with the other.
Yoongi sighed and got up from his seat, crumbling the paper and throwing it in the dustbin. He put his bag on his back and went to the canteen to have his lunch.
He got a few nasty glares a again as he entered the canteen. But he really didn't pay much attention. He knew the bullies would do anything to make him notice them. To make you know that they'll be forever there to destroy your life.
He got his food, stood near the window. No one was willing to give him a seat. He saw his two bullies approaching his with a disgusting smirk on their faces.
"What have you got over there, huh?"
The frekled one snatched the plate away from Yoongi's hand.
"Just two Pita breads? That'll do for the day?"
He clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"Come on Felix, you know he is a poor beggar. "
Baekhyun laughed, making his minion laugh too.
"Ah...yes.. Felix this b*tch is."
He thought.
"Money is very important nowadays. I won't be wasting it just for food. " Yoongi said to them which made them stop laughing. They both looked at each other and then glared back at Yoongi.
"Cause I have my brother to take care of."
"How dare you snap back at us??" Felix gritted his teeth.
"You know what? This is good quality food. You don't deserve this. Let us make it the way to that suits you. "
Felix said. Baekhyun handed him his chocolate milk.
"There we go." he smirked as he slowly dumped the whole bottle on the breads, maintaining a perfect eye contact with the brunet.
He then took a fork out of his pocket that he had taken from his piece of lunch to kill God knows who. Then stabbed the pita bread, managing to somehow crush it into smaller pieces and mixed them with the chocolate milk.
"Take this, b*tch!!" he forcefully grabbed one of Yoongi's hand and shoved the plate in it.
The brunet stood there, eyes wide as most of the students have now surrounded the place of the situation. Baekhyun put his hand over his mouth, trying to stop himself from bursting into loud laughs.
He thought it would just be a little bit of threatening dialogues he would receive of them or maybe a few fights but he didn't they'll ruin his lunch to keep him starving like that. (I would've still eaten it tho-).
"Eat this." Baekhyun ordered him with a smirk. But Yoongi just blankly stared at them and shook his head.
"No."
"If you wanna be alive, then follow our orders."
"I'll not eat this. "
"It's the last warning."
"I'd rather live on water than eating that. "
Felix raised his eyes. He and Baekhyun exchanged glares and smirk. The smirk that he knew was never a good sign.
He picked up a water bottle from the bench beside and opened the cap, extending it towards Yoongi.
"Here."
He showed an innocent smile, making Yoongi confused. What just happened? He gave them a suspicious look before extending his hand to take the bottle. But Felix suddenly pulled it back, clicking his tongue and shaking his head in disbelief.
"You really think we'll let you have it the easy way. You need to learn a lot about us beggar. "
He said and before Yoongi could even process, he splashed the bottle of water at him, making him hiss a bit at the contact of the cold water on his skin.
He then shoved the bottle in Baekhyun's chest, making him stumble a bit.
"I'm not done yet."
The two had a fight after that. I'm not gonna go into details. But it was pretty bad. Yoongi couldn't have his lunch. There were still five minutes left,and so he decided to go to his brother. That's the only thing that can lighten his mood up for the day.
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