BTS imagines

Namjoon || the devil himself

You sat crossed legged, and chewed on the hard candy that rolled between your teeth. You cocked you head as you did your usual state towards the crowd of people. Cheers and screams of agony.

You defiantly hated people

You groaned, landing your feet to the ground as you walked towards the crowd.

"Highschoolers still bullying? Bunch of idiots" you laughed, grabbing the attentions of the students. "Who are you?"

"I don't know, do you?" You countered back, rather annoyed by their aura.

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"Bunch of bullshit" you rolled your eyes, scanning the paper full of random words you didn't care for.

You got suspended for saving a student, bullshit. But you didn't care, you rather burn the school down than save the puny student.

You flipped your hair out of your face, passing by the trembling beaten up students that were seated.

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I rubbed my arm lightly, felling the suppressed feeling of pain. I grunted, feeling agitated from the light color splatted on my skin. 

"Who ever is hiding around the corner come out"