𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆. ⊶ 𝕍𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

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Jungkook rushed into the classroom. The last thing he wanted was to be at the center of attention, which would for sure happen if he turned out late. Fortunately, the class was still busy, chatting and enjoying the last minutes before the first period. Jungkook got to the first free seat at the back of the class almost unnoticed, stealing only a few curious glances from some of the girls. He simply ignored them and took his seat leaning back to rest his head on the cold wall.

Only then had he checked out the guy who was sitting beside him. Well, sitting was not the best term actually. A white-haired boy with a black cap was lying on the desk and taking a last-minute nap before the classes would start. Jungkook liked his oversized hoodie with a black and white logo on the back. He wouldn't mind having one just like that.

Bell rang and almost immediately the teacher showed up in the classroom. The last time he had math here it was taught by an old and really annoying lady. Fortunately this time the guy seemed a little more likable. Or at least Jungkook hoped so.

The teacher started checking the attendance list. Apparently, he was also new, so he asked students to raise their hands so he could get used to all the faces. Jungkook thought it was a good opportunity for him to learn the names of the rest of the students as well. Not that he was overly interested in it, but maybe someone would get his attention. Therefore, his gaze moved between the teacher and subsequent students, nodding slightly as their name was read. JK tried to avoid the gaze of the rest of the class, but it did not escape him that they were all staring at him. Everyone except the sleeping boy.

"Min Yoongi?"

The guy beside Jungkook raised his hand slightly but wasn't bothered enough to raise his head as well. It looked like he didn't want to be disturbed and preferred to simply further enjoy his nap.

"Mr. Min, even though your hand seems charming, I would like to talk to you face to face," the teacher said firmly. "And please, remove your cap."

The white-haired boy growled and slapped his hand on the table. It made Jungkook flinch a little but he kept looking at his neighbor, curious about his next moves. The boy just shrugged, lazily leaned back, and folded his arms across his chest. He didn't bother enough to remove his cap and just shot one angry look toward the teacher. None of the words escaped his mouth, however, his facial expression spoke for itself. That was the most disgusted a person could ever be.

When the teacher gave up and focused on the next student, the boy muttered some not overtly family-friendly words under his nose. Only then had he noticed another boy sitting by his side. Just like that. Next to him. In the seat that has always been empty and for the right reasons. Nobody dared to share the same desk with him. Nobody could.

Mostly because people were afraid of Yoongi. He was a bully, that's true, but one with a specific moral compass. He bullied both losers and those with a respectful school status. He didn't care. If somebody pissed him off, he just acted on the spot, out of anger or ignorance. He liked fights and has never lost one. It was good to have him on your side, though he rarely picked a side.