3 Lives (Vhope)

1

"You're seriously going to Seoul for schooling? Ugh, isn't it full of losers?" Yoongi asked me as we ordered coffee and I nodded, "why do you have to go to Seoul anyways?"

"They're the only school that would take me, I've been kicked out of a lot of schools," I answered, "my dad was fucking pissed, he said, 'Taehyung, you are setting a bad example for your siblings.' I had to move in with my aunt, shesh." We grabbed our coffee, "its fucking stupid, they are trying to 'fix' me. Ha, by letting me party every night while they go at it like rabbits." We turned on to the sidewalk towards the art studio. "I just want to-"

I was knocked down, "I am so sorry!" A random person apologized trying to help me up, but I pushed the causing them fall while I got up. "I am sorry," I glared at them seeing it was a boy with blonde hair.

"You better fucking be," I lifted my fist making the boy whimper.

"Ya! What are you doing?" Another boy, this time a pinkish colored haired boy showed up, helping the other. "What's going on here?"

"Its fine Hobi hyung, I just ran into them," the blonde said to 'Hobi' gripping his arm trying to stop him from getting closer to me. The boy's had almost round glasses that complimented his eyes and his round cheeks well.

"When someone raises their fist, something is wrong," the Hobi guy said and sighed, "go to Jungkook," blondie nodded running off as 'Hobi' turned towards us pointing, "don't come near my cousin, if you got a problem with him come to me." With that he went back into the dance studio shutting the door and I scoffed.

"What's his problem?" I asked while crossing the street to the art studio.

Hoseok's P.O.V.

"You got it sorted out?" Jungkook asked while Jimin sat by him eating pork and I sighed nodding. "What did they want?"

"Jimin ran into them, that's it," I said and continued dancing while they watched eating food.

I sighed packing up putting back on my glasses and walking out of the studio, locking it up or mom would get angry.

"Hobi hyung! Let's go to school," Jimin cooed skipping to me while Jungkook laughed walking behind him.

"Hello, Mr. Jung," Mrs. Lee smiled as I bowed to her walking to my seat. "Class we have a new transfer student," I started unpacking my books onto my desk. "His name is Kim Taehyung, treat him well," I didn't really care, all I wanted is class to get over with. "Do you know anyone here?" There was a pause and a few people gasped, "oh Mr. Jung Hoseok!" I jumped a bit at my name looking up seeing the boy from yesterday that tried to hurt Jimin.

He sat by me and I sat annoyed, "he-"

"I don't care," I told him when he tried to talk to me as the bell rang signaling time to leaving.

Tae's P.O.V.

I was walking towards the art studio, not paying mind that, Hoseok, Blondie, and another boy were walking the same way. I didn't really care and I turned into the art studio.

"How's the dancing going?" My aunt asked some people as I entered the studio aimlessly walking around to distract myself. "You got homework?" My aunt asked me and I shook my head. "Come over for dinner sometime, I'd be nice to have company," she offered, "bye boys! Oh Hoseok and Jimin, tell your moms to visit, we haven't seen each other for a while." Hoseok...HOSEOK! I looked seeing the boys walking out of the studio.

"How do you know Hoseok?" I asked my aunt as she cleaned the counters.

"His family owns the dance studio across the street, they live above the studio, so Hoseok always dances. Is he a classmate of yours?" I nodded going to the window seeing Hoseok smiling setting his bag down. "He's a good kid, you should idolize him," I smirked sitting in front of the window watching him and the 2 other boys dance.

"Who's the other two?"

"Oh Jimin is the blonde one and Jungkook the other one, Jimin is his cousin and Jungkook is their best friend," she explained.