chapter one.

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there he was, that fucking smirk in his face, it made everyone weak, and he knew, or he acted like knew. he walked, dressed in all black, in with that lip piercing that was against the school rules, he didn't care though.

jeon jungkook was entering the school's cafeteria with his arm wrapped around some girl's shoulders, he tried to remember her name but he knew she would last long so he didn't care that much. a small cut on jaw was also showing.

he kept walking until he arrived at his usual table, sitting there was min yoongi, his best friend.

"I though you would be here later." he stated, taking a sip from a water bottle, not even bothering to look at the girl also sitting with them.

"yeah, he was trying to stand up for himself or something, it was easy, he should've known." he said raising his shoulders. he didn't like people who thought they were bigger than him, so his solution was punching them.

"anyways, at least you didn't get caug-"

he was cut by a loud voice trough a speaker. "jeon jungkook, jeon jungkook, please, come immediately to the director's office, thank you very much."

"well, i guess i'll be seen you soon" he winked at the girl, he and yoongi knew that was a lie. "and see you at the end of classes, yoongi." he sat up leaving his friend with the girl he came in with.

yoongi cursed him internally, he didn't want to be left with the girl his friend just fucked.

jungkook was waiting outside the office when he saw the door open, and shit, he knew he fucked up.

he was going to stand up, but was relieved when he saw a boy sitting inside the office and the director just going outside to get something. when he returned inside the door was left a little open, and jungkook was bored, so he heard.

"look, son, i know about this, okay? but i can't help if you do not want any help." he paused. "you need to start taking these, you needed to since two years ago."

jungkook frowned, not understanding.

"i know." a whisper, almost. "i know, i... i just can't."

"well, you need to try, okay? i would not like to see this happening again, please, son. I will see you again tomorrow, if you come, take care."

jungkook, sat up straight again, what was that? he didn't understand.

He looked up again and saw a boy, pale, messy and ashy blonde hair, he seemed tall, but not as Jungkook himself, who also was staring at him, until he noticed what he was doing and look another direction.

the boy did a small nod with his face at the secretary and turned, at that moment he noticed jungkook, is he in this school? probably, he didn't knew everyone at school so he probably was.

he caught himself looking at jungkook, he was pretty, he had dark brown hair, his jaw was clenched and his eyes were strong, or he thought about them in that way. his hands interlaced between his legs, that were open, so he was occupying as much space as posible. those clothes fitted him well.

"tae! are you okay? i don't think so. should i take you home?" that took him out of his trance, one could say, and made him look at his friend, who had a worrying expression on his face.

"i am, i'm fine, joon. no need to worry." he assured, but he didn't look like it. "there are just two classes left, i'll be okay, thank you." he then noticed his friend's arms wrapped around him, and tae could feel joon's want and worry, so he just let him until it was too much and shook his friend off.

but his friend understood , he knew how tae was, and he was sincerely grateful that he got to hug him, even if it was just a few times a week and a few seconds, he was, because he knew. tae was thankful too.

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