Saviour | Yoonmin

Chapter 2: Injections

It was time for Jimin's class' injections and he didn't know what to do about it. No one can know he's a cutter, who knows what might happen and what people would think or do to him; he could not risk anyone knowing. No one at all.
Jimin tried carefully planning out in his head how he could avoid getting his injection done - he could climb out the window, he could run out of school right now. All these ideas started coming up in his mind, however, he had a lack of time to think too much as the injections would be starting soon.

"OK class start making your way to the nurses room for your injections and wait outside in a line." Miss Jung announced to the class.
Jimin's anxiety started to kick in as he shakily stood up and dragged his feet across the ground, reluctantly forcing himself to follow the other students to the nurses room.
As he stood near the back of the line he started tugging at the sleeves of his jumper, conscious that others would see through the thick material of his clothing and see the many scars that littered Jimin's paper-thin skin.
The line to the nurses room slowly moved along as Jimin made small movements forward getting closer and closer to the nurses room which he was panicking on entering.

He couldn't do it. Once he was at the front of the line right outside the room he just froze. Everyone would judge him; they would notice the scars along his arms and the word would spread around the school and soon he would be named the 'emo fag of the school'. This would give the school even more reasons to bully him.
Most of the school already bullied him because they somehow knew he was gay despite him saying nothing of it and him being 'emo' or just a cutter could make the bullying even worse.
They also bullied him for being adopted.
When his parents died, he was put into a foster home as there was no one left to look after him. After a few months of being in the foster home, a courteous new family took him into their home and have loved and cared for him ever since.
When he came into the school and his parents were talking to the principal about them not being his biological parents, their words were overheard by some passing students and word spread, rumours started, so everyone assumes he was adopted because his real parents didn't want him anymore. That he was an abandoned and unwanted problematic child.

When Jimin didn't budge from the front of the line, the door to the nurses room opened and out came the nurse looking around from the door to see Jimin who was stood still at the front of the line with his head down as he nervously fiddled with his sleeves.
"Aren't you coming in sweetie?" She politely said with a warming smile.
Jimin nervously glanced at her before slowly shaking his head before speedily walking away from the room and down the hall towards the toilets.

Whilst sprinting to the toilets in a panicked manor, he accidentally bumped into another student which ended in them both falling back onto the ground with a slight thud.
"Ahh-aishh" the student groaned as he rubbed his head frustratingly due to falling.
"Oh-I'm s-so s-sorry, I d-didn't mean to bump into y-you." Jimin apologised frantically with his head down; he was too nervous to look up incase the other was mad or annoyed at him for knocking him down on the floor, despite it being an accident.
Jimin hated to make people feel any negative emotions because of him. It made him feel terribly guilty and bad about himself as he would keep thinking about it for days or even weeks, still feeling bad about that moment and the bad emotions that he made the person feel.

Yoongi's POV:

As I was just silently strolling down the hallways of the school with my eyes wandering over the ground, I suddenly hear foot steps quickly becoming louder and louder as the person seemingly rushing down the hallway got closer to where I was and out of nowhere, I was knocked down to the ground as the other person crashed into me and we both fell to the ground.
"Ahh-aishh" I groaned whilst rubbing my head, bothered by the fact that I was suddenly knocked to the ground, assumably by accident since the student was sprinting so fast and not looking up to see if anyone was in front of them.
When I looked up to see who the other student was, I saw a fair and petite looking boy with walnut-brown soft-looking bangs, fair skin and a small build.
"Oh-I'm s-so s-sorry, I d-didn't mean to bump into y-you." The boy quickly apologised frantically with his eyes still focused on the ground in an apprehensive way.
I felt so bad for him and the state he was currently in, he seemed so terribly anxious and fragile.
"Oh no it's okay, don't worry about it, it was an accident." I said with a comforting smile as I started to get myself up from the ground.
When we were both back up and on our feet he glanced up at me and finally our eyes met.
His eyes were a beautiful brunette colour which glossily shined from the sunlight seeping in through the large windows of the hallway next to us.
My mouth parted slightly at the stunning beauty of this wonderful boy right in front of me.
"I-I'm Yoongi, it's nice to meet you." I introduced myself. I feel like I want to know this boy a bit more, hopefully befriend him and get closer to him somehow. But just by witnessing how he is now, it seems like it could be fairly hard to get him to open up and be more comfortable around me.
"Um, I'm Jimin.." He replied in a quiet and soft-spoken voice.

I know we only just met, but I think I have a new crush. This boy seems unbelievably breathtaking. He has instantly captivated me from just one look at his face with his delicate features and dark bangs.

I'm so fucking gay. God help me.