BTS One-shots

The otherwise

"Can't you leave me alone for once!?" My voice held the last string of patience, not wanting to scream at the boy walking behind me.

He tried saying something but i refuse to stop my way out of the school. It's already been a hell of a day and i didn't have the energy to handle him. He continued to take longer strides, trying to patch the decreasing distance between us. Damn his long legs!

"Please leave me alone" I control a shaky sigh, my vision starting to blur, with dizziness and the tears that were building. I wasn't comfortable in the situation right now, having to get a lower grade on that test already made me want to escape the root of it.

He stood in my way, blocking the stares i got from the passer-by's. I wanted to disappear before the crowd errupted from my class, that being the reason why straight away i bolted out before the class finished.

"Yn..." With a little hesitation he held my shoulders softly, his skin barely touching mine. Sometimes i hated how delicately he treated me, always walking on the eggshells.

"Please look at me" He demanded, his voice bringing the unusual warmth he gave everytime.

He held my chin up slightly, and as if on cue the tears feel down like a tap left open, unattended. He gently tugged at my wrist and pulled me in an empty classroom, making me sit on one of the desks.

I put my head low, not wanting anyone to see my vulnerable side. I felt no control over my eyes, continuing to pour with the striking pain in my heart. My hands took turns wiping them continuously, untill his hand stopped me.

"Its good to cry and let it out" His voice was soft and low, almost mixing with the silence and the muffled chatters of the hallway. My class might have been dismissed by now.

The loud noise couldn't get any louder when he held my hand, probably seeing the panic rise through my sweating palms. I didn't resist while the little drops of salt water leaked now and then.

He passed a tissue paper towards my side and the sudden loss of contact made me feel uneasy. I was starting to fear the reason i had been running away from him.

It had been two months since i joined the school as a transfer student and was unsuccessful at making friends. I wouldnt say i never tried, but nothing interesting about me made people stay more longer than a while.

Just when i lost all hope in having a decent school life, this guy, this really annoying guy, Hoseok, what everyone calls him as Hobi, started coming up to me at the cafeteria. Being assumed as the sweetest guy in the school, everyone had their eyes on me, being an interesting topic to gossip about and spread rumours about.

I didn't want the kind of attention that'd make me the target of bullies, i didn't want any attention in that case. All i wanted was to peacefully finish my senior year but he continued making conversations and small talks, sitting beside me in the library, hanging around with me during lunch.

Rumours had it that it was a mere bet among his group to make him go on a date with me or worse get me to bed. But his actions were opposite of someone going for a bet. Who would even waste months on a bet for some supposed alien girl except it being more than a hundred dollars.

"Do you want water?" He interrupted my thoughts and i noticed his hand still latched to mine. My breathing had calmed down, the loud noise blurring with a passing movement. It didn't take that long for the students to leave the class than to attend one.

"No," thank you hobi. I wanted to say but the words stuck to my throat.

"Are you okay now?" I simply nodded my head, ready to leave when he tugged at my bag.