Chapter 3

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"Oi junior!"

Jimin froze on his place as he heard the familiar voice, clenching onto his water bottle he slowly turned towards the direction and spotted Wonwoo, Eunhee and his friends standing near the music room.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty hallway.

"S-sunbaenim?"

All of them gathered around him and silently laughed while looking at each other.

"Where do you think you're going?" Wonwoo asked.

"T-to the classroom..." Jimin nervously looked down towards his feet as he knew what's coming next.

"I heard that you refused to do Eunhee's homework? May I know why?"

Sweat started to drip out of his hairline as he managed to speak "I-i had m-mine to c-complete as well..."

Wonwoo scoffed and looked away "Aish.....so you'll talk back to me now as well huh?" Jimin didn't say anything and avoided his gaze.

"Speak asshole!" He grabbed him by his collar while the water bottle from Jimin's hands slipped and fell down.

"I-

But before he could speak he was thrown down the floor. Wonwoo walked closer to him with his hands inside his pocket.

"What did you think? Dyeing your hairs green would make you seem cool? Sure you look cool. A 'cool clown'..."

All of his friends laughed at him including Eunhee who was more like smirking right now.

Wonwoo harshly grabbed a hold of his hairs and pulled it a little backwards causing Jimin to wince in pain.

"A-ah sunbae-nim, please let me go AH!"

Wonwoo pulled his hairs a little harder this time and whispered "why? Don't you need to learn your lesson before we let you go?" He let go off his hairs and stood up.

"Boys this kid needs a good lesson on how to obey your elders." All of his friends nodded and moved towards Jimin slowly.

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"Please accept this little gift oppa!" A girl forwarded a small box in her hands towards Yoongi and hung her head down.

"Pft. Instead of focusing on impressing me you should focus on your grades girl, it's lower than your standards!" Yoongi scoffed

"B-but I like you..."

Yoongi rolled his eyes and sighed "look, you're too young to date someone like me."

"Age is just a number!" Yoongi cringed at how cheesey she sounded.

"I love you oppa please please accept my proposal!"

"L-love? But you just said you like me!"

"I love you now please oppa be my boyfriend!"

"Go play ojingo with your friends kid!" He gently pushed her shoulder with his and walked past her while running his fingers through his hairs sassily.

"Oppa!" She called out but he ignored and kept walking until Hoseok approached him.

"Suga!"

"Hoseok? What happened why are you panting? Is everything okay?"

"N-no....that boy.....Jimin.." he breathed heavily.

"Jimin? What about him?"

"They are....after him......Wonwoo..."

Yoongi's eyes widened "where's he?" He asked.

"Third floor!"

"Shit!" Yoongi ran as fast as he can. Hoseok followed him until they reached the third floor.

Yoongi saw a group of boys gathered around him while he spotted Eunhee sitting at a distance blowing at her nails.

"Suga we have to help him, they're hitting him! I'll call a teacher-

"No." Hoseok frowned and questioned "what?"

"Just stay here."

"But Suga can't you see they are beating him so bad!"

"I know but look at him, he isn't even trying to fight back. We can't just step in the matter like this.
The boy is really weird."

"So what? Are we gonna stand here and watch him getting beaten?" Hoseok crossed his arms.

"Go back."

"Sorry?"

"Go back to the class."

Hoseok scoffed "you must be kidding me!"

"Just go hobi!" Hoseok gave him a 'for real' look and went back downstairs while Yoongi just stood there watching him get beaten by Wonwoo and his friends.

Jimin's lips were bleeding, his left cheekbone had a purple mark with his hairs messed up.

Yoongi's heart sank watching him getting beaten but he felt like something was stopping him from saving him.

Yoongi just ignored and went downstairs and attended all of the rest of his classes.
Jin and Namjoon asked Hoseok that why was he so quiet throughout the day but Yoongi told him not tell them about Jimin.

His head was occupied by his thoughts, he still wondered why Jimin never asked for help nor stopped them in anyways.

He tried to look for him throughout the day, he even peaked inside his classroom but he wasn't even there. He thought he must have left the school early. But here Jimin was sitting inside the washroom, soft sobs left his mouth with his head hidden between his legs.

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"Eommaa! I'm home!" Yoongi threw his bag on the sofa and went towards his mother.

"How's your day honey?" She caressed his hairs while sweetly looking at him. "Hm not bad but not really good..." Yoongi sighed.

"It's okay! I made kimchi stew for you, go freshen up and we'll eat together then."

"Wah eomma you're the best!" He hugged his mother and went straight up to his room.

-

Jimin slowly opened the main door of his house and peaked inside. He took slow steps while tightly holding onto his bag.
While silently stepping up towards his room he heard his father say,

"Do you know what's the time jagi-ah?" His mother nervously looked towards Jimin then looked back at him.

"I asked you something, jagi-ah?"

"Uh-I-it's 8 P.M...."

"Right. It's 8 P.M. right now..." His father sighed and looked back towards Jimin.

He slowly moved towards him and stood just infront of him while crossing his arms around his chest.

"What time should you have reached home?" He looked straight into his eyes.

Jimin looked down and held onto his bag even tighter.

"Appa, I-

"I SAID WHAT TIME SHOULD YOU HAVE REACHED HOME!?" Jimin flinched at the sudden raise in his voice.

"S-seven...

"Seven! And what time is it now!?" Jimin didn't dare to look up, he feared his father the most so he kept his eyes down looking at his feet.

"I-i missed m-my bus a-appa.....I am sorry-

"I hope you ain't lying Jimin because if I see any downfall in your grades then you know what happens!" Jimin nodded his head and controlled his tears from falling.

"Now go!" He quickly went upstairs and closed the door behind. While entering the bathroom, he made sure to lock the door.

Few tears rolled down his cheeks as he opened the drawer.




























'Every day of my life I want to love you and keep staring at the path for you to come'

-J.M

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