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└THREE┘

"Kim Taehyung versus Kim Namjoon."

Namjoon stood up from his smile, grinning mischievously while Taehyung cowered like a loser, glasses falling down his nose, and he scrunched his nose, timidly looking around and glanced at Hoseok and Jimin.

You'll be fine. Taehyung heard in his mind, as he walked out of the bleachers and scurried towards the field. All of them were giving glances of worry to the two, worried what if Taehyung got badly injured by becoming a victim of Namjoon's hatred.

"Are you ready for this?" Namjoon cracked his knuckles while Taehyung stood a few meters away, scratching his neck anxiously, and peered at everything, trying to come up with a plan.

Tension filled the atmosphere which contrasted Namjoon's confidence a lot, to be honest. Some were excited, some were worried about the outcome, somehow (almost) all of them were keen enough to worry about Taehyung's well-being.

"Start!" Keyboard Smash said and Taehyung did what everyone was NOT totally expecting at all-

Taehyung walked out of the circle.

Like, he for real straight-up gave up and trudged out of the line even before the match properly began.

"And Taehyung is out! Namjoon won the match!" Mic DROP announced and some students from the bleachers boo-ed at Taehyung for being a coward and giving up. Namjoon's jaw tightened and he clenched and unclenched his fist out of anger. Not fair! He was looking forward to breaking some bones today, what the fuck!

"What the fuck- is this even valid!" Namjoon snapped, flaring a glare at the teachers, and Taehyung HEAVILY gulped when he saw the awful gazes he received from many students from the bleachers and Jungkook- and Yoongi too.

"C'mon, we were looking forward to the match!" Some pink-haired boy grumbled, crossing his arms together against his chest.

"It's not valid. Taehyung, go back to the line and play it fair this time. We'll restart the match." Keyboard Smash snapped, and Taehyung gulped, feeling tingles rushing through his spine. 

Taehyug felt anxious. He took some deep breaths in and looked around the bleachers- he realized everyone was looking at him, concerned. 

It didn't take much for them to realize Namjoon hated and despised Taehyung's guts already for no basic reasons. 

The two boys stood in the field, facing each other. 

"Start!"

Namjoon definitely was about to make the first move but then the bell of the lunch break rang. 

"Oh my god, I was scared." Taehyung exhaled out a deep breath. 

"We'll continue this after lunch." Keyboard Smash announced and then one by one, the whole field emptied. 

"Man, I'm tired," Jimin exclaimed, heading towards the cafeteria immediately and some of the boys followed him. 

Taehyung found himself sitting in the corner, far away from the boys- not really wanting to face Namjoon or Jungkook, or else he knew they would pick on him again. 

"Good luck, transfer student, you are paired against the one and only Kim Namjoon, the surviving rate is tough for you." Some dude with bright blue hair snickered, high-fiving with his friends. 

Taehyung rolled his eyes and exhaled out a deep breath- fixing his glasses. 

"Bro, what are you doing?" Yugyeom asked as Taehyung turned around and faced him, with an eyebrow creased- shouldn't he be with his teammates? "Nothing much. Aren't you supposed to be with the others? I'm sure you have a gang." Taehyung asked, blinking.