not nice {j.j.k}

9

I put my hands on my ears when the bell started ringing loudly. Stupid bell. I watched how everyone got out of the classroom. I'm spending another period here... I put my backpack on my desk and opened it.

"Dina! Yah!"

I looked up and my eyes met Park Jimin's. I quickly got up and opened my arms to hug him. Jimin has been my friend since middle school.

Jimin walked towards me with a huge smile. He hugged me tightly and patted my head.

"How have you been?" He asked and sat down on the chair next to me.

I sat down too and smiled.

"I've been good, oppa" I replied and got out the two bottles of chocolade milk in my backpack.

"Fighting!" He sang and gave me a fistbump.

"Fighting!" I mumbled while sipping on my milk.

Jimin is a few months older than me but I call him oppa. He is my bestfriend and my big brother. He's funny and protective. Very protective.

Jimin snatched a bottle out of my hand and sticked a straw in it. He grinned widely and started drinking his milk.

"Jimin! I searched for"-

I lifted my head and looked at the door opening. Jeon Jungkook! No it can't be! Why him?! Fuck!

My eyes widened and I started choking on my chocolate milk.

"Is she that friend you couldn't shut up about?!" Jungkook shouted with an amazed expression on his face.

He walked into the classroom and sat down on the desk on Jimin's right side. With crossed arms and that nasty glare of him.

"Since when do you know him?!" I yelled and smacked Jimin's arm.

Jungkook snickered.

"Hey, don't smack me! I met him yesterday, he's the newbie in our class!" He whined.

Jimin looked confused and raised his eyebrows.

"Do you guys know each other?" Jimin asked and he put his bottle down.

I smashed my bottle down on my desk and sighed deeply. Time to get out of here...

"Dina! Where are you going?!" I heard Jimin whining.

I can't be in the same place as Jungkook. That asshole...

With fast steps I walked into the hall. Stupid Jungkook. Stupid Jimin. Stupid Dina. Stupid school. Ow!

I turned to the person who grabbed my wrist and looked up. Jimin..!

"Let go..." I sighed and tried not to look at his pouty face.

"But, why did you leave?!" He asked and still didn't let go of my wrist.

I pulled my wrist away from him and stared at the ground. What do I do now?

"That Jungkook..." I started and dropped my head a little bit more.

"What's wrong? Did he do something to you?" Jimin asked and lifted my head with his thumb.

"He harassed me before, besides that he's very rude." I whispered quietly.

Jimin's eyes changed and he clenched his jaw. Suddenly he turned his back to me and started running to my classroom. Probably to my classroom. I started running after him while calling his name.

"Jimin! Hey!" I shouted while hastily walking into the classroom.

Jimin was already on top of Jungkook and hit him square in his face. Jimin is way too strong for him. He can't even defend himself!

"Park Jimin! Stop it!" I yelled while pulling the jacket of his uniform strongly.

I tried pushing him off Jungkook but I was way to weak compared to Jimin.

"Dina, stay away!" I heard him yelling at me with his husky voice.

"I said stop it! Jimin!" I screamed with tears in my eyes.

Jungkook's nose and lower lip were bleeding heavily. The blood spread all over his face. I tugged on Jimin's shoulders once again and finally got him off Jungkook. Jimin wanted to get on top of him again but I pushed him away.

I looked at Jungkook. He was still on the ground, moaning in pain. I couldn't help but feel bad for him. I turned my face to Jimin. His eyes turned normal again and his eyes locked onto his red knuckles. He looked scared of himself. His mouth dropped a little. Then he left the classroom without saying a single word.

I kneeled down next to Jungkook and grabbed a few tissues out of my backpack. I wet them with the water out of my water bottle and slowly started to clean up Jungkook's face.

"I'm sorry.." I whispered while putting the first tissue away.

"Don't touch me." Jungkook muttered and pushed my hand away.

"Just let me help you," I sighed and started cleaning his lip.

"Go help Jimin instead." He scoffed and stood up slowly.

I watched him stumble out of the classroom while wiping his lip with the back of his hand. Stupid Jimin...

DAMMIT JIMIN THIS IS NOT WHAT SHE MEANT WITH FIGHTING

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