"Porcelain Doll"

"Dumbass."

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"Alright guys! How is everyone's morning? Hmm."

The Principal exclaimed, trying too hard make everyone to be excited for their dorm rooms. A frown appeared on the Principal's face when he realized that everyone's face were stuffed into their phone, clearly more interested in what they were looking at instead of him. He sighed and rolled his eyes in displeasure.

"Go to your dorm rooms that I listed each of you shitheads- I meant students in."

The students slowly took out their luggage from each of the big and gigantic travel buses' storage area. Everyone carried their huge belongings with ease whereas, Jimin grunted when he realized how terribly heavy his luggage is. 'I fucking brought too much.' He shook his little head as Taehyung, from afar, observed the little emotionless midget struggling to get his suitcase out. He chuckled and poked Yoongi with his finger. Yoongi grunted and looked at what Taehyung was pointing to, a cutie fighting with his large luggage. He smiled and walked to where Jimin was, still struggling to get his stuff out. Taehyung tagged along with a smirk.

"Why won't this flucking luggage get out-"

Jimin's sentence got cut off when a veiny hand held his heavy luggage and pulled it out of the travel bus with ease. Jimin just stood here and snatched his luggage out of Yoongi's hand when he realized it was him. His face was burning with embarrassment and anger toward Yoongi. The black haired boy sighed and cleared his throat, clearly filled with embarrassment.

He tried to walk it off, but he didn't notice how small of a step he took that accidentally made his little tip of his shoe to flip him over.

Jimin hissed in pain when he felt the side of his stomach landing on the rock-hard corners of the stairs. Taehyung's breath hitched when he saw Jimin fell on the stairs while walking and had the urge to help him up, but Jimin stood back like nothing happened at all. Yoongi was about to peel his eyes off of the stairs, but he stopped when he saw a bloody spot on the place where Jimin landed.

"YA! KIM TO THE DAMN TAEHYUNG AND GOD DAMN MIN YOONGI OR WHATEVER SUGAR! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE! YOUR MOTHER PACKED TOO MUCH SHIT IN HERE!"

Everyone stared at Jin with shock as his scream echoed throughout the whole campus. Jin immediately blushed with embarrassment and tried to hide behind his big pink suitcase. Namjoon's eyes widen and pretend to not know his friend, that just screamed embarrassing stuff for the whole campus to hear. Yoongi and Taehyung just giggled at each other and walked back to where Jin was hiding, secretly teased him about what he had done.

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Jimin hissed in pain again, but this time loudly in the staircase as he struggled up the steps with his huge luggage. He didn't bother to take the elevator, where mostly everyone went and stuffed themselves in, because there's too much unnecessary skin contact with others in one tight space and he despise that. Being the forgetful person he was, he didn't remember where his dorm room was located at all, until he settled his luggage on the steps for a bit and searched for the little paper he received as his dorm room number.

'Dorm 69 at floor 3'

Jimin wanted to flop straight on the staircase when he realized that he still have 2 more floors to go and that it took him, 20 mins just to get to one floor. By the time Jimin got to the 3 floor, he was sweating and panting like a mad dog. Sweats kept in pouring in like oceans, no matter how much he wiped his sweats. His tired and red hand grabbed on the luggage again and pull it through his dorm room which was surprisingly opened for some reason. He didn't care and walked through the cooled room with his sweaty body. His heart almost pumped out of his chest when he saw BTS staring at him.

He kept his emotionless face still and walked to the empty room that he hoped that no one had claimed yet. Tiredly, he sat down on the light blue bed and breathed in the smell of his room. Yoongi watched as Jimin walked out of his room with his face redder than a tomato. Jungkook tugged Taehyung's shirt and whispered about how burning red Jimin's face was. They watched as Jimin's steps became more sluggish and heavy. Before Jimin can reach to the kitchen, he fell the floor with a hard thud.

Yoongi stood up fast with Hoseok by his side.

"Holy shit."

Hoseok's eyes widen and yelled out, "SOMEONE GO GET COLD WATER FOR JIMIN!"

Jin rolled his eyes and asked what just happened. Namjoon ran to the bathroom first, after he heard that Jimin was having a very high fever. They carried him to the sofa and watched as the emotionless doll wretched his face in pain. Jin squeaked out loud when he saw small drops of blood falling from Jimin, onto the white carpet.

"THE PERFECTLY WHITE CARPET! NO!" Jin cried out.

"Oh for god sake, Jin. Please be quiet. No one cares about the god damn white ass carpet."

Jin rolled his eyes like the sassy little bitch he is and then everyone stopped talking when Jimin's fingers twitched a bit. They all looked at the small doll on the sofa, twitching alive. But not even after 10 seconds of his hand twitching, it stopped.

"He's not dead right? I don't want a dead body in our dorm, gosh!" Jin muttered out. Yoongi walked beside Jimin and held his finger to the burning figure on the neck. The mint haired boy flinched back when he couldn't feel Jimin's beat.

"Where is it?!"

"Where's what, hyung?"

"I CAN'T FIND HIS PULSE?!"

Taehyung screamed and ran to Jimin. He tried to check for a pulse on Jimin's neck, but he found none just like Yoongi.

"Aish, dumb hyungs. Move." Jungkook spatted out, his voice slightly shaking.

"This is how you really do it." The youngest said as he putted his ear against Jimin's chest, expecting to hear at least one heartbeat from the doll.

"So...?"

Jungkook's eyes widen and slapped his hand against his mouth.

"T-there's no-nothing there?!"

Haha.

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