|| A Foreigner in Danger || <VMIN x OC>

I need you Taehyung

Petite drops of water were being sprinkled on my face.

I felt alive again. Where was I?

My eyes were sluggishly opening.

"I have called both your parents. You disgrace my school, and you disgrace yourselves, shameless boys!" It was Gyojang Yi.

"Even now he is rolling his eyes! Look!"

His voice was like thunder, booming and echoing in the canteen.

Ah yes, the fight.

That wasn't an ordinary fight; it reminded me of the Roman Gladiators fighting wild animals that I used to avidly watch on the History channel.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not a weak girl. I've seen physical fights, I even remember being part of one- once long ago, but this was something completely different.

This broke the ice; it was like an initiation test.

Daegu had tested me to see if I'd survive.

Well, I'm thinking this right now so I guess I passed.

I tried to get a better view of who was here and what was happening, but my body wasn't allowing me to, it was dead.

Slowly, I craned my head around the canteen and it was mess. Tables were upside down, food was flung against the walls and I could see scattered bits of broken glass.

It was the aftermath of a war and was equally as deserted.

"Sir, I think she's awake."

It was an unfamiliar voice. The owner of it came over to me and bent down stroking my bangs off my forehead and cupping my cheeks softly.

It was a beautiful lady. She looked very young but had an elegant posture. She had long, brown, straight hair with big, brown eyes. She had a slim, heart shaped face and was wearing glasses.

She reminded me of my mum. I couldn't stop staring at her.

She turned to Gyojang, "she's suffered quite a shock- anyone would. Those ruffians who aren't fit to be called human, didn't even respect the fact that she could've been seriously injured laying here!"

Her expression quickly turned venomous as she turned her head sharply, glaring at the boys. They were all silent.

I couldn't see what state anyone was in yet, I was struggling to lift my back up with my hands. Sensing this, the kind lady placed her hand on my back and helped me up.

My legs fell. "Woahh, easy there honey," she was very patient and strong. She lifted me up and we both stood there for a while until I could feel blood flowing through my body again.

I couldn't help but beam at her, "Kamsahamnida Ma'am, thank you so much."

I felt truly grateful just by looking at her. She was one of those people who with just one look at would make all your worries fly away.

"How are you feeling?" Her voice was melodious.

"Umm a bit better I guess, but I feel a bit shaky haha" I tried to laugh off the awkwardness of the situation, aware that there we were the only two females in the canteen.

She turned a chair up and helped me sit on it.

I finally got a chance to look around properly. I was shocked.

Taehyung and Chanyeol were covered in blood and food, their shirts and clothes were ripped. Both had cut lips and were fiercely looking down avoiding eye contact with Gyojang Yi who was looming over them. It was actually quite funny seeing them both struggling to stand straight.