Bully in love: BTS fanfic

Chapter 2

She walks down the hallway with her head held high, her leather jacket now on her back and over her shoulders. Her boots squeak against the tile flooring of the hall, her presence drawing everyone's eyes almost unwillingly. She really is a sight to behold, her fierce attitude and confidence emitting off of her in vast waves.

All the way across the hall, the seven new transfer students stare transfixed at the beauty walking towards them. Yoongi is the most interested, her cold appearance mysterious and appealing to him.

"Hyung, you can't be serious right?" a terrified Taehyung asks inquiringly. His older friend nods his head, the rest of his friends groaning in defeat.

"You saw what happened to that one guy. Everyone says that anyone that talks to her ends up hurt."

Yoongi glances at Namjoon, his expression never changing. He's serious about wanting to get to know her better, and nothing they can say is going to change that fact. There is just something about her. Something that makes him want to know the real her. He gulps nervously as she walks closer towards them, his hands starting to shake nervously. He takes a deep breath before stepping right in front of her, his pulse skyrocketing.

The whole hall goes quiet as she pauses. Her eyebrows are raised in surprise, her lips pulled up and to the side amusedly. A hush falls over everyone as they stop what they are doing to watch the exchange. They shake their heads in pity, certain that he will get beaten up badly on his first day at this school.

"What do you want?" she asks, a little curious as to why one of the new kids would want something from her. She lets her eyes roam his body and face, smirking at what she sees. She can't deny that he is extremely attractive. His brown hair hangs in his face, stopping right before his almond-shaped eyes. His thin lips look soft, his tongue flitting out quickly to wet them slightly.

"I'm Yoongi" he says softly, his low and husky voice sounding in her ears. She chuckles before stepping closer to him, her body brushing against his. Even though she is only shorter than him by an inch, she tilts her head back to look into his eyes. He shudders as she grabs onto his red and black tie, wrapping it around her hand.

"Hey Yoongi, I'm Hani" she purrs, her voice equally as low. Everyone watches in disbelief as she smiles at him, not believing what is going on. They have never seen her so calm, or openly flirt with a guy for that matter. Yoongi's breath is shaky as she continues to talk to him, his hands growing sweaty and warm.

"I'm gunna let you off with a warning this time because you're cute" she says while trailing a lone finger down his chest. Yoongi gasps as she suddenly pulls him closer to her face by his tie, her eyes suddenly fierce and uncaring. They are so close together that their noses are touching, Yoongi's head angled towards her so that he doesn't choke. She lowers her voice to a whisper as she glares at him threateningly, her voice sending shivers down his spine.

"Talk to me agin and you won't be so lucky."

She pushes his chest and harshly lets go and of Yoongi, him stumbling back in shock and relief. She stocks passed him, only sparing the rest of his friends a glance before sauntering off. Yoongi stares after her as she disappears into their next class, a small smile on his face.

"Uh......hyung?" Hoseok asks in a concerned tone. Yoongi waves him off, his smile growing until his friends are all but certain that he has gone insane.

"That was hot."

They all groan once again at his statement, him clearly not understanding how bad she is for him at this point. Jin steps forward, his hand resting on his shoulder.

"Are you nuts? She looked like she wanted to kill you!"

Jungkook and Jimin nod in agreement, still clinging to each other in fear.

"She wants me. It's only a matter of time."

Meanwhile, Hani is pacing back and forth in her science classroom. The teacher watches her nervously, wondering why she was acting so strangely.

Why didn't I hurt him? He should be a moaning mess on the floor. I should have punched him for even looking at me with his brown eyes, cute nose, soft lips......

She suddenly stops, aware of what she is doing. She's never been attracted to a guy at school before. She usually goes to clubs and finds guys that meet her liking there. This is the first time she's found someone at school that she would willingly fuck. It may sound horrible, but it's the truth. She's sexually attracted to this Yoongi, and she doesn't know why.

The way he stares off into space drives her mad. What could he be thinking about to make him totally dead to the outside world? The way his breathy laugh makes his eyes temporarily disappear, his gums showing when he smiles. His very presence drives her insane with the need to touch him, to be near him.

This is stupid she thinks to herself. Being that attracted to someone is dangerous. She can't have him around her every day if she's going to have these kinds of feelings. Just being that close to him earlier was torture, the urge to tilt her head and capture his lips between hers almost overwhelming. No. She can't let that happen.

The last bell rings and she hurries out of the school, heading towards her house. She's glad that it is a Friday today, because that means that she gets to do what she always does on the weekend:

1. Go clubbing

2. Get drunk

3. Find a random guy to dance with

4. Go home with him

5. Wake up

6. Start over again

As she walks up to her front door she pauses, her hand on the cold metal of the doorknob. She mentally adds another thing to her list, swinging the door open and shutting it behind her.

7. Forget about Yoongi