FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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++MALIA++

I want to kill this bitch. Throttle by her fucking throat and choke her the fuck out until she's black, blue and damn near dead. I want to stomp her fucking face into this carpeted office floor in my timbs and drag her body across this fucking campus.

And I'd fucking do it if this bitch didn't have her lawyer sitting in here.

"She kissed a student as a member of faculty. Is that not an issue?" I ask.

I know that it's Seokjin, but fuck that. This bald head ass white man from the Board in here, too. Guess they got tired of being shut the fuck up by Jin, they sent a new guy instead of pulling me in front of all of them. His name is Mr. Mitrol.

"Not in this scenario, no." The white man speaks. "Both parties are consenting adults and Miss Tate is a dance coach, not a professor. Nor is she a professor of Namjoon's. She has no direct supervision over anything involving Mr. Kim so it is not prohibited or against campus conduct."

I scoff and shake my head. "Great. So now what? Can I go?"

"No, Miss Ward. You cannot go. We still need to discuss the issue at hand and determine your status on the dance team."

I roll my eyes and Seokjin clears his throat. His look is stern and warning as he looks at me. I sit up in the chair and uncross my arms. My expression is probably still visibly annoyed though. I can't change that and I'm not going to.

"If Miss Tate presses charges and you are convicted, that will be your automatic dismissal from the team. This incident already counts as one infraction on your school record. Being convicted, whether the punishment be a fine or jail time, your time here on the Georgia Tech campus will be terminated and you will not be granted readmission."

"What? She kissed my boyfriend and I'm the problem?!"

"Li-."

"No." I look at Seokjin as I cut him off. "That doesn't even make sense."

"Mr. Kim is a consenting adult. There was nothing in the camera footage that showed that he didn't consent." Mitrol states.

"We all watched the same footage." Seokjin says. "It was obvious that he was caught entirely off guard. You can see it in his facial expression."

"That still isn't a valid reason for physical force. Miss Ward not only hit Miss Tate,  but she also hit Mr. Kim as well. It seems as if there was some sort of an affair going on and he probably just got caught up. But nothing about this situation seems unconsented."

My jaw clenches as I stare at Seokjin. His eye contact is really the only thing keeping me from swinging on this stupid bitch again.

"So what? I'm off the team? Is that what this is? Is that what you brought me here to tell me?"

"No, Malia." Seokjin says. "You're suspended-."

I scoff and shake my head as my nostrils burn. This is bullshit. Absolute bullshit.

"-pending Miss Tate's decision to press charges. She'd like some time to decide if going through with this is what's best for her emotional state." Seokjin blinks twice as he talks.

We're on the same page. She's full of fucking shit. Does she really want this man back that fucking bad?

"Of course she does." I say. "She's so mentally unstable, she has to go after somebody three years younger than her because every man her age has probably realized she's fucking psychotic."

"Excuse me." Raeya says and I turn around to face her. "Namjoon is 21 years old and he promised to keep you out of this specific situation. I'm sorry that you were hurt in the crossfire of this but he loves me, too. I can't help that."