𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 || 𝐊𝐓𝐇 [𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝] ✔

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐍𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲.

Y/N's POV:

It's Friday. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day, I sigh, feeling the weight of it already.

A few minutes pass, lost in my thoughts, when a voice suddenly makes me flinch.

“Hey, you poor girl.”

I turn around and see her—Sami. Of course, it’s her again.

I decide to ignore her.

“Wow… ignoring me again, huh?” she asks, but I don't respond, continuing to act as if she isn’t there.

Sami's POV:

I hate YN. She’s making me angrier every day. I can’t stand her. Every time she ignores me, I feel my blood boil.

I'll get my revenge. She won’t get away with it.

Time Skip to Lunch

Tae's POV:

It's lunchtime. I'm sitting with the guys, eating my sandwich when Hobi suddenly speaks up.

“Tae, have you noticed the girl with the special scholarship?” Hobi asks.

I nod while chewing. “Yeah, she sits in front of me.”

“Yeah, I’ve seen her too. She seems quiet and hardworking,” Jimin adds.

“She looks innocent,” Suga chimes in before I cut in with a sneer.

“Ahh, I don’t like people like that,” I say, pausing as I take another bite of my sandwich. “She looks like she came from the gutter. Ugh, she smells like shit... just gross. Can you believe it?”

Before I can finish, Jimin stuffs the sandwich into my mouth, giving me a look I can’t quite understand.

“What?” I ask with a hint of irritation.

“Look behind you,” Jimin whispers, his tone serious.

I turn around, and my eyes widen. Yn is standing right behind me.

I realize too late how loud I’ve been, and now everyone is looking at us. Some girls and boys start snickering, mocking Yn. She looks fragile, holding back tears as she places a stack of papers on the table in front of me.

“Mr. Oh asked me to g-give these notes to y-you,” she stutters, her voice trembling.

She’s on the verge of crying, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She turns to leave, but before she can go, I stop her, smirking.

“Don’t come near me again, you smell like shit.”

The laughter around us grows louder. Without another word or a glance back, she quickly leaves the room.

“Hey, Tae, that was too much. You can’t just insult her like that... she looks innocent,” Jimin says, giving me a look of disapproval. Hobi and Suga have similar expressions, clearly not on board with what just happened.

“Why? You interested in her or something?” I snap back, raising an eyebrow at Jimin.

He sighs and shakes his head. I don’t know why I said all that. It was meaner than I expected, but whatever.

Without another word, I get up and walk toward an empty classroom. I need a break, a distraction. There's a random girl with me—she’s good for some fun, to relax.

You know what I mean *smirks.

As I’m about to open the door, someone else opens it from the other side, and I lock eyes with her again—Yn. Her eyes are red and puffy, her nose pink. She’s been crying.