"YOU F*CKER! LET ME GO!!!" Yoongi yelled as Y/n was on top of him, pulling his hair. "What are you going to do about it huh?" She asked calmly.
"Is it weird to say I am a little hard right now." The random teenager said. Everyone scooted their chairs away from him.
Yoongi was sick of her and her behavior, but mostly her. "YOU B*TCH!" He grabbed her arm and she screamed as his nails dig into her barely healed scars. She panted trying to ease the pain. Yoongi has a dark expression. He flipped their position and he was now grabbing her hair and pinching her cheeks very hard. It was the closest thing since he couldn't hit a female.
She moaned as loud as she could which caught Yoongi off guard. Once he was in a little daze, she pushed him to the side with her uninjured hand. "OH! I THINK YOONGI IS HARD FOR YOU Y/N!" Everyone in the class was laughing at Yoongi, who was now looking at Y/n in disgust. He realized what they said and looked down to see a tent in his pants.
Even Y/n started laughing. Something in Yoongi felt weird when her laugh hit his ears. He rolled his eyes and walked to the back of the class and laid down in the desk.
~ Y/N's POV ~
Detention was finally over. As I was leaving, Yoongi bumped my shoulder. "You idiot!" I yelled and threw a rock at his back. He looked back at me. 'Oh shit!' He ran towards me and I panicked and ran towards him. Our bodies collided. He was reaching out to grab my hair when I took his hand and twisted his wrist which made him hiss in pain.
"I've had enough of you! You are mean, arrogant and annoying!" I yelled letting out all of my stress. "I am not fake, you are a phony!You are weak inside too so don't remind other people about own their weaknesses! Got it A*SHOLE!" I let his wrist go and he took a few steps back from me and looked at me with a surprised look. I sighed and started walking home.
'F*ck you Min Yoongi.'
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