SWEET AND SOUR || Kim Taehyung

62 - A Harmless Request

*Y/n's Pov*

I walked into class right next to Abigail, I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little scared.

I looked towards my seat once we made it in class and there sat Bryce, he was early to class, already sat down with his things laid out on the table.

He had a sorry look on his face, and once he peered up at me he looked straight back down as if he was embarrassed.

I looked at Abigail, hesitant to sit down, but she gave me a nod of reassurance, "I'll be right next to you." She whispered.

I smiled and started to take of my bag, placing it under my side of the desk which me and Bryce shared before pulling out my chair and perching on the edge of it.

I began to take things out of my bag in silence, not wanting to be the first one to say something, but it wasn't long before that silence was broken.

"Hey, I just- I wanted to apologise for this weekend." He admitted quietly as more people began to file into the classroom.

I looked at him, holding the water bottle that I just brought out of my bag close to me.

"I understand that you are your own person and you can decide who you want to be with, no opinion is going to change that, and I'm sorry for challenging Taehyung at all, I just wanted to know that you had someone that would take good care of you."

He looked forward into the wood of the desk before slowly turning his head to look at me.

I panicked a little as I met his riddled eyes once more, they struck fear into me, but I didn't know how to respond in the heat of the moment so I just nodded. "That's okay.."

How could I manage to raise my voice at people with such confidence at some points, but then stay contained in a bubble of shy for the remainder.

His face melted into a relieved expression.

"Oh good, I thought you'd never forgive me." He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

I glanced at him from the corner of my eye as he wore a morish grin, I wouldn't exactly say I had forgiven him but I'm sure I could look past it for the time being.

Bryce was a good student, he cared about his morals and would therefor be as harmful as a fly in school grounds.

So I let myself relax a bit, bringing out my music textbooks.

Everyone was more or less in their seats at this point, talking amongst themselves to create a mass of unimportant chatter.

I waited for Mr. Burton, our music teacher to arrive, but he was usually late.

My eyes danced around the classroom, halting at the site of Taehyung's empty desk.

I had a bad feeling that he wasn't going to be let out of the head office any time soon.

As I looked over at his desk, the sight of Jimin's face drew me away, he stood at the door scanning the room before spotting me, quickly making his way over to me.

"Jimin.." I spoke as he came up to my desk, glaring briefly at Bryce and then back to me.

"Have you heard from Tae?" He asked quietly, moving one hand to the back of my seat and the other on my desk, so his body caved mine and his voice could only be heard by me.

I looked forward and shook my head before turning to him. "Just a message from Kiran but not from him personally." I whispered back.

Jimin's eyes looked worried, he peered up to everyone else who was occupied with their own conversations before continuing. "The police just arrived at the school, Jungkook tried to get an insight as to what was happening by claiming that he needed to talk to the head, but he was only standing outside of the office for so long before he was told to leave."