Breaking In {BTS In School}

80. Creep

**** y'all, deadass I feel so bad for how I'm making Namjoon act, like he's my ultimate and I'm dragging him through the dirt oops sorry, I love you, I know you're a squish not a dick ****

YeongMi felt bitter as she stormed to her room, stomping up the steps like an ill-behaved child.

That's what she was, really.

The anger had not subsided at all; in fact, due to the fact that Bora never seemed to actually be in her room, instead standing in the doorway like the smug little bitch that she was, it had only grown.

So it really wasn't a good idea for anyone to bother her.

But this midget wouldn't have any of that.

YeongMi had wanted to dramatically throw herself in bed and listen to angry music until she felt like going to sleep.

However, she couldn't do that, as there was already someone sprawled out on her bed, taking up an impressive amount of space for their small stature.

"What, no honey, I'm home!? Do you know how long I've been waiting here, so bored, with absolutely nothing to do?"

Judging by the TV lowly humming, the various novels strewn around the girl, and the bowls of what must have been food at one point, YeongMi didn't sympathize.

"How the fuck did you get in here? I locked both doors and jammed the balcony door."

"Honestly, that was a bit excessive."

"I know, it's almost as if I was trying to keep someone out."

"Nah, why would anyone think that?"

YeongMi narrowed her eyes in accusation, "Hyjoon, did you pick my locks?"

"I'm thrilled that you think I'm that cool, but unfortunately, no. I've never been able to get the hang of lock picking. Tragic, really."

"Then, how?"

"Relax, the teacher that came snooping around left the balcony door open. I just had to wait for her to leave. You have really nice underwear, by the way."

"Oh," YeongMi was puzzled, "wait, what? Oh my god, who the fuck - "

"You're barking up the wrong tree Mi, I don't know who anyone is here."

"Yeah, so why the fuck are you here?"

"Ouch, I'm feeling like you're a little hostile, and honestly, I'm hurt. I thought we had something special, we had our night, but you never called like you promised - "

"And I thought bolted doors was an obvious enough sign to fuck off."

"Okay, seriously, who the fuck pissed in your cereal, why are you so mad?"

"I'm always mad."

It was true, though sometimes she had a better handle on it.

"Okay Hulk, sit down and tell Hyjoon who hurt your feelings."

YeongMi scowled, furiously picking up the trash while Hyjoon remained comfortable.

"Come now, did Bora look at you again? God, I keep saying that she just needs to look away, but does she ever listen, no - "

"Even if I actually believed you talked to Bora, it wouldn't rile me up, like you're obviously trying to do."

"Well, I know you like it rough, so I was just trying - "

YeongMi sighed, shoving Hyjoon's legs over and laying across the bottom of the bed.

"Seriously Hyjoon, why are you here?"

"How come you make dumbass sound more endearing than my actual name?"

"Because dumbass is better."

Hyjoon glared, but quickly sat up and clapped her hands.

"Listen, I know you're this angsty misunderstood teen and you shut people out and pretend you're some moody, mysterious dark force, but it's all bull."

"Thanks for the heads up, you can leave now."

Hyjoon crossed her arms, pouting. "I'm not leaving here until I figure out how to make you stop avoiding everyone. We're your friends, for god's sake!"

"I don't have friends."

"Yeah, sure honey. I'm not leaving until you admit you miss us and will start talking again."

"Or I could just throw you off my balcony and hope you land on your feet, pussy cat. Tuck and roll."

"Then you'd have a murder on your hands, and you wouldn't have my lovely company. Me, the only one who's kind enough to handle your frigid rebellion."

"You, the person who raids people's rooms when they're away. Creep."

"Hey, I was intrigued about your life."

YeongMi sighed, shifting her eyes over to examine the girl for the first time.

Her left cheek was slightly swollen, but she didn't look too bad.

"That was really stupid, you know. You shouldn't have done it."

"What?"

"Join the fight. It had nothing to do with you."

"It had nothing to do with anything."

"Still, you shouldn't have gotten involved. Now you're probably in trouble."

"Psh, probably? Babe, my ass is grounded until I'm 74."

"Nah, you won't live that long, someone will definitely snap and murder you by then."

"Come to my funeral?"

"Yeah right, I'll be the first one dead."

They shared a laugh, and it quickly trailed off into contemplation.

"You know, you don't have to fight alone."

"I like it better, not worrying about other people. It's a distraction to have people I care about around."

"That's a shitty excuse."

YeongMi sighed, "I know."