THAWING FIRE • VHOPE

C27 - Don't hurt me, please!

C27 - Don't hurt me, please!

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Taehyung

"Ooh yea
She wanna ride she wanna fly so I say where
Come inside I'll change your life better prepare~"

From here, the music can be heard blasting through the holes and slits of the abandoned, boarded up building just behind the school's clinic.

I wonder if the teachers and the authorities aren't bothered by this because, let's face it, it's quite loud in here.

But then it is Namjoon, Dr. Xiumin's son, hosting the party, so what is there to complain about?

I elbow Jimin who is still not moving beside me, obviously staring excitedly at the dancing lights. He has his mouth wide open and his eyes wider.

Other students who are wearing the same black-eye look Jimin and I are wearing on are already going inside, chattering happily of how excited they all are. All of us are still wearing our white suits so it's easy to spot them in this time of night.

I wonder where the nurses had gone to and why they are not here to guard us.

Jimin then pulls me along with him.

The swirl of bodies moving at the center of the room is what greets us when we go further into the entrance of the abandoned building and into the room where the party is being held, the students' chokers' lights matching the kaleidoscopic lights in the room.

There are different colored balloons sticking up to the ceiling and confetti... and even more confetti when the students start yelling along to the song.

Here the music is really, really loud that I almost consider going back, chickening out.

But I just can't leave Jimin here, and we've already gotten inside.

Some heads turn our way and their eyes linger for a second, which I don't expect. Some even wink at me - even boys - when I look at them so I look away.

Why are they giving me those weird looks?

It's not like I'm new here, right?

They clearly hate me, so what is this?

"Dude, did you see that?" Jimin chirps from my side.

"See what?" I ask him, side-eyeing the group of boys passing cups to each other.

"That dude just checked you out."

I look at him funny.

"Checked me out? What's that?"

Jimin smirks. "I told you. You're the dessert here. Damn."

He then eyes me up and down, biting his lip.

I feel offended so I smack his arm.

He only snickers.

Other students are already passing red cups to each other and others start dancing while the song keeps playing.

"Cool," I say and hear Jimin scoff from beside me.

"Cool?" he snorts, voice rising a pitch higher. "This is fucking AWESOME!"

He jumps giddily, giggling, pulling my hand as he suddenly runs toward the group of dancing students so I run with him, too, careful not to trip while he drags me across the room-

"Jimin!" I shout, surprised and terrified as heck, when someone grabs my hand from the back hard and I have to let go of Jimin's hand so I won't pull him with me as I'm suddenly being pulled backwards.