𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐈𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐝 ● 𝐉𝐉𝐊

• 28 • rebroussé chemin

"Mr. Min, there's someone here to see you," his assistant's voice crackled through the intercom.

"Who's it?" Min Yoongi, the principal, closed his tab of Solitaire upon hearing the unexpected arrival.

"It's a student. Says he needs to discuss something important. Should I send him in?"

Usually, students don't bother coming to him on their own. They are normally sent in by the teachers. If they see him in the lobby, they bow to him in obligatory respect. There was hardly a day when a child would come to him with their own will. He tried to be a fun principal nonetheless. So, when such visits sprang up, Mr. Min would be glad to meet the student.

"Of course, send him in. What's his name?"

"Kim Taehyung. Studying in the last year of high school," she briefed, before telling him to go inside the cabin, halfway through her voice was cut off as she stopped using the intercom.

Mr. Min turned his revolving chair and straightened his coat. The office door opened hesitantly and a young handsome lad's head peeked from behind. Eyes wide and alert.

"May I come in, sir?" he asked. Nervous. All of them are when they come in.

"Yes, yes, of course, dear. Close the door behind you." The principal offered a gentle smile before indicating the chair before him. Taehyung rigidly sat down. He never wanted to be in this cabin or situation in the first place, but here he was. "How may I help you?"

Mr. Min was soft-spoken and cheerful, cool even. But, Taehyung wasn't sure how to begin.

"Sir...I wanted to report something. It's-It's-"

The stuttering can be chalked up to the nervousness. Cause he's sweating just thinking about it and telling it out to the principal was another task in itself. Just feels weird, to discuss it.

"Yeah? Don't be afraid. I don't punish anyone, Taehyung." The principal chuckled with mirth trying to lighten him up but it didn't help a lot. His arms were still cramped close to his chest as if a giant rope was tied around him. The student gulped.

"A teacher is having an affair with a st-student in the school," he let it out, breathing tense. A weight was lifted from his shoulders as he said that. Finally, it was out. He had been pondering over it for hours now.

"What?" Mr. Min's face immediately darkened and his smile dropped. "Who is it and how do you know about this?"

"I- It was our second class. All of the students had left the art room but my friend didn't come along. I waited for her in the hallway. The class started, more time went by. I got concerned and went back to art class to find that Mr. Jeon was...kissing her. He even pulled her to him. I think, he might be forcing her into something. He even kissed her on her neck. She turned to leave after that and I ran off. I'm worried for my friend. Her name is Kim Y/N."

The office stilled and the principal's face was stone hard. He knew both of those names very well. Jeon Jungkook and Kim Y/N.

Yoongi knew Jungkook. Back when they were in school, Yoongi and Namjoon were best buddies.(They still are.)And, by Namjoon tutoring Jungkook, Yoongi got to know the bright talented boy too. They went way back. He was one of the most disciplined man the principal had known. Adept, precise, intellectual. When Jungkook applied for the job, it was a no-brainer to hire him. Mr. Brown was getting more tired and old anyway.

It was also only a few years back that Kim Namjoon came into this office to ask for admission of his adopted daughter. Yoongi knew his daughter had a flair for the fine arts.

"This happened when?"

"Today morning," the boy perked. His fingers still agitated.

"Okay, thank you for bringing this in our light. I'll look into the matter."