i think you're pretty....

08

TW: bullying

TAEHYUNG

Yoongi sat down next to him in class. Taehyung still wore the hoodie and mask he'd seen Yoongi's and Bunny's reaction to his face. He didn't need teachers seeing it. He's just getting over a cold.

"Namjoon told me there's going to be another new student sometime." Yoongi says. "In his class apparently."

Taehyung raised a brow.

"I know right? Like give it some time to calm down. They're gonna steal all my thunder." He pouted.

Taehyung felt his heart sink as he saw Hana walk into the room, wearing heels and she had new extensions. She looked like a blow-up doll.

"Oh god is she coming back today?" Yoongi whispered to Taehyung. "It'll be alright don't worry, yeah?"

Taehyung nodded as class started but felt his heart shaking as class inches further and further to lunch. They headed to art together and he could hear Hana right behind him, her heels clicking powerfully on the tile. He could feel her eyes boring into his skull.

"Let's sit together." Yoongi pulls him to a table.

Hana stops on the other side and flips her blonde hair over her shoulder. She glared at Yoongi, completely ignoring Taehyung. "You chose the wrong side, Scarface."

Yoongi grinned back. "Welcome back, Hana."

She huffed and walked away towards her glaring friends.

Taehyung stared at the table, messing with his book in his hands. Neither of the boys said anything as class started. Taehyung painted some pastry's, trying to stay calm.

"I have to go to the bathroom be back in a minute." Yoongi got up. Taehyung caught his sleeve. 

"Ms. Han is here, it'll be okay." He patted Taehyung's head and then left the class.

Like clockwork Ms. Han stood up. "Class I have to go to the printer really quick, don't light anything on fire." She warned and then walked out of the class.His heart raced, and he was frozen at his table.

"Hey faggot come here." Someone grabbed his hair, and a blonde girl looked down at him with a grin. "Come on." She kicked his table.

He got up, wincing.

She dragged him out of class. "Obviously I can't kill you now, Ms. Han will notice. I might do it at lunch, or after school." She shoved him into a wall. "I'm going to destroy you, Kim Taehyung. But—"

Taehyung panicked under her gaze, seeing her smile like that, imagining all the things she was going to do to him. He could see it, all the situations running through her eyes.

"For now I'm going to keep you somewhere. Somewhere out of sight, yeah?" She grabbed him again and dragged him up the stairs and his heart sink as he realized where she was going.

She kicked him into his hide out, her heel digging into his ribs.He landed on the floor with a gasp.

"Stay here, faggot." she cursed as slammed the doors. He could hear a chain clinking from the other side he got up and tried to open it, but a lock clicked on the other side, and he couldn't get out.

"Don't fight me, Kim Taehyung!" Hana kicked the door, making it rattle.

He heard her walk away and got up, searching for anything that could get him out, but nothing would work, she had the key. He couldn't jump, it was the third floor.

He started to panic when he realized there was no way out. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.                                                                                        YOONGI