Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+

4

I walked in the same time as the teacher, making my way to my seat just before the lesson started.

I noticed the nervous glance of the boy who sits beside me. Once I've sat down beside him, I see the chocolate crumbs on the corner of his lip.

For some reason, I get a warm feeling inside knowing that he ate. What is this, it's gross. I sighed to myself and propped my head up on the desk to listen to the lesson.

...

The hour went by quickly. After the bell rang, we gathered our things to leave homeroom. I had gym next period.

"S-sorry to bother you again, b-but can I use your m-math book?" I felt a hand on my arm, as if to pull me back with no force. I turned around to look at him, I still can't get over his voice.

"Wipe the crumbs from your mouth." I said as I pulled the book from my bag and slid it along the desk towards him. He quickly did so with his uniform sleeve. "You confuse me." I state with narrowed eyes. He didn't make eye contact with me any longer, but turned both his face and body the opposite direction.

"I-I'll return your book tomorrow." He mumbled as he took the book into his arms along with the other book and a stack of papers and left quickly.

"You can keep it!" I shouted after him. Did I say something wrong? I shrugged and took my bag onto my shoulder and starting towards the gym.

.Namjoon.

I walked from the room as fast as my legs could take me with all of this stuff my hands.

"You can keep it!" His warm and welcoming voice called out. I feel wrong to continuously take his books like this. He says that he can buy more but each are $50. I knew that I wouldn't be able to afford that.

I hurried to the library, in which I found the second I walked into this school. I've only heard good things about this school, which is why I worked my ass off to get that scholarship. But I didn't remember encountering people that trigger my anxiety in the best way possible in the deal.

"Namjoon hyung!" Jimin whisper shouted over at me. I quickly made my way to them. My friends, the only place where I've felt like I belonged.

We all come from bad pasts and it shows in us today. I have social anxiety, Jimin has depression, Hoseok is very insecure, and Jungkook... There's too much to know what's really wrong with him. But we've always felt safe with each other.

We all lived in either houses or apartments. Hoseok was the only one out of us that had a smartphone. Jungkook didn't have a phone at all, his attention span was too short for one.

"Hobi hyung, take off your mask. There's no one to judge you." Jimin smiled and reached for it. He pulled it off of one of his ears and let it hang on the other.

He was actually really attractive, very handsome. But he was bullied a lot in our old school, it scarred him. Literally, he has small yet prominent scar on his cheek from when he was cut with a pocket knife while someone was robbing him of his lunch money. He doesn't keep the mask on just to hide the scar, but to keep anyone and everyone from seeing his face.

I think this school will be good for us, I haven't seen any bullies. Other than the girls that follow around the boy that sits beside me in class. They threatened to beat me with a bat if I touched their oppa.

I swore not to, but he gives me feelings that I haven't felt before. I don't qualify myself as gay or straight or bi or anything. I like who I like. But I shouldn't like him, I've only just met him.

I'm suddenly taken by my thoughts by Jimin hiding behind me. I look back at him then forward at where he's looking.

Two students walking through the library. What's there to be afraid of?

"What's wrong Jimin?" I asked.

"Th-they hit me." He held onto my blazer.

"They what?" Jungkook asked with wide eyes. Being the youngest of us, he was the most protective if something was wrong.

"The tall one put me against a wall and beat me up." His eyes started to water and he set his head on my shoulder to cry. "The short one just laughed and insulted me."

"So there are bullies here too." Hoseok sighed. He walked over to Jimin and pulled him from my shoulder to hug. He put his mask back on and nuzzled his face into Jimin's hair.

"It's okay Jimin, it won't happen again as long as we're around." I patted his back. At that Jimin broke away and looked around with wide eyes.

"There was a senior that saved me though. He stopped him before I was hit again. I have to thank him." He said quickly.

"Seniors are in their electives." Hoseok said. He and I are seniors. Jimin's a junior. Jungkook is a sophomore.

"We have to find him, help me hyung." Jimin took my hand and started to drag me away. He and Jungkook had been going to this school before Hobi and I got here so they knows the school better.

"Okay, fine Jimin." I sighed and followed behind him. We said goodbye to the others and left the library. I struggled to keep up with him without dropping all of my things. But still made an attempt.

We peaked in windows of the art classws and music rooms. I received a ding in my pocket from my phone. I struggled to get my phone and hold my stuff at the same time.

Hoseok
Hey, the bullies just left. Watch out for them in case they see Jimin

Namjoon
Okay thanks

We walked the halls for another 10 minutes and he apparently still didn't see him.

"I have to use the restroom, Jimin. Will you be okay by yourself?" I asked.

"I-I'll try hyung. Don't take long please." He spoke softly. I nodded and walked into the nearest boy's bathroom.