❝but i thought they were the bad boys of the school?❞
hey homies just know i wrote this when i was like 12/13 so it's really bad but i tried my best.
KILLING THE DEAD // ⓒ JEONSTATION
completed.
taewoo walked in the kid's room with a ton of armor on — thick army clothing, army boots, guns and knives at his belt. he also had a baton in his hands.
"kids wake up!" taewoo yelled. of course, no response. except dasom who never even slept.
"what?" - dasom
"aye man, cool it." sooseok said, slowly rising from her sleep. v waking up next beside her.
after taewoo managed to get everyone awake, one by one by slapping them with his baton.
"as you can see, suga and rap monster are not here. taesoo will be training suga, rap mon, xiumin, chanyeol, baekyun, and regina. sadly, i will be here, training all you ugly children, now—" he said, struggling to move due to the heavy shits that were strapped onto his body.
"ahem." he said, throwing a bag before him. "in here holds the national korean army uniforms and boots. get dressed into them. it also has the hats. girls, tie your hair into a bun or else i swear i'll cut it off." he said, walking away. as the kids listened to the sounds of his boot chains chackle away, they just sat on the bed. ( I MADE DAT WERE, CHACKLE )
"where'd he even get the uniforms?" yanji asked.
"who knows." taehwa answered. they all got out of bed and to the bag, observing.
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( they wore the dark green and brown ones. i know deyre all dark green and brown but i mean the eXTRA dark green and brown juans. you got me? )
it was still early in the morning, also pretty cold. taewoo addressed the 10 kids — taehwa, jimin, jhope, yanji, dasom, jungkook, minji, jin, sooseok, aND v to go wait at the track in a line.
"i think there's something slimy in my boots." taehwa said with a disgusted look, stomping her right foot. "i think it just popped." she said, eyes widening.
"my hair looks stupid in a bun," dasom said, eyes squinted for nothing, arms crossed.
"hello kids it's taewoo and i'm speaking through a big microphone." he said with a cute chuckle. all the kids stared at him with their arms crossed in thick clothing and ugly ass boots.
"why are we--" jhope was cut off cause
"aH-AH-AH! no speaking! it'll only be me instructing." taewoo said through the big microphone.
"we'll firstly practice how to shoot a gun." he said, throwing the guns on the floor beside them. everyone was standing there, staring at the guns with people standing beside them and not in front of them.
