My Personal Trainer《BTS JIMIN FANFIC》

Chap. 2: Personal Trainer

The last few days were heaven.

No school.

No bullies.

No purple hair'd girl.

Just me, food, and Netflix.

Ahh~

Wonder what I missed in class though

Whatever, not like my teachers care about me anyways, bet they haven't noticed I've been absent.

I guarantee no one heard what happened to me, even if they did I bet they don't care.

Aigoo..

Tomorrow I go back to school.

I don't want to.

There's no point, I only get treated like shit

*knock knock*

"Come in."

My dad walked through the door.

"Appa.."

He looked concerned. My dad gently sat at the edge of my bed and looked at me.

...

"Son..you know I hate seeing you like this."

Here we go with a stupid lecture.

He sighed. "Sometimes I wonder where did I go wrong?"

In what?

Raising me?

Yeah. I wonder too.

"I can't bare to continue seeing you end up like this again."

Oh my god.

Please tell me what I think you're gonna tell me!

"Son..I've been thinking.."

I'm all ears ^-^

"Yeah appa?" I said with a little excitement

"I spoke to your mother and.."

Yes! Yes, I'd love to transfer to a different school ^-^

Bye bullies~

"We signed you up to take kick boxing classes."

(￣▽￣") oh how wonderful, just what I wanted.

"We think it's best you learn to defend yourself, and to be occupied..besides being locked up in this..man whole. Ugh. When's the last time you cleaned your room?"

I chuckled.

He shook his head. "So tomorrow after school, report to the gym that's just across from your favorite game store."

YOU MEAN.

ULTIMATE GYM.?!

No..that place scares me!

"Why?!" I exclaimed.

"Do you want to spend the rest of your life being defenseless and letting people do what they want to you?! Huh?"

"A-ani.."

"Then I suggest you report there tomorrow and ask for Jina."

Jina?!

"Who the fuck is that?"

"Jimin, language!"

I sighed. "Mianhae.."

"Just do as I say. Please?"

I nod. "You have my word."

He patted my head. "Good luck, son."