Scared to Love | Min Yoongi ✔️

~*Chapter 10*~

"Where the fuck do you think you're going you arrogant rat?" Yoongi holds your arm tighter and turns you around. Tears well up in your eyes, praying for either him to let you go or Nayeon to save you. Literally. You don't want to deal with him at the moment. Not after what just happened with Youngjae.

"L-Let me g-go..." You manage to weakly let out. He laughs sarcastically in response. "Hell no. So, where you off to, kitten?" Yoongi stares into your eyes that are threatening to let out tears. You yank your arm away from him and dash down the hall into the girls washroom and lock yourself in a stall.

You can hear banging on the door of the washroom and your mind goes straight to how furious Yoongi will be when you walk out of here. Tears start to fall down your cheeks and quiet sobs fill the stall.

After about 10 minutes of banging on the door from Yoongi and quiet yet painful sobs coming from you, the bell rings and the stall goes silent, like time has stopped.

You step outside of the stall and look in the mirror. You don't usually wear makeup so there's no mascara or eyeliner running down your face but your eyes are red and puffy, like anyone else's face would be if they started crying for 10 minutes straight.

Taking in a deep breath you build up all the courage inside of you to peek past the door of the washroom, praying that it's Nayeon outside.

Sighing in relief when you see her taller form outside the door, you open it wide enough for you to come out and greet the girl.

"Hey, Nayeon." You say, trying to sound somewhat cheerful. She sighs "Y/N, this is the third time I've had to chase my freaking brother away from here for you. When can you stand up for yourself?" She looks down at you with a frown. You look at the floor, avoiding eye contact with her.

"I'm sorry..." You weakly let out.

Nayeon slings her arm around you and takes you to your classroom. The teacher isn't there so you're not in trouble. You go to the back of the class and sit down. Yoongi isn't here yet, doubt he will be. He hates maths.

All of a sudden the teacher walks in with Yoongi, looking bored, trailing behind her. He's clearly tired as he's forcing his feet to move.

"Okay, students. This young man here..." She trails off as she looks a Yoongi with danger in her eyes "...needs tutoring. Any volunteers?" She looks back at the class as everyone turns their face away from the front doing the same as me. Praying not to be chosen. The teacher sighs "I'm choosing someone then. Yoongi. Who would you like to tutor you? Just so I don't choose a high school rival or something."

You're joking. Right? HE'LL CHOOSE ME YOU DUMB ASS OF A TEACHER!

You look up to find him staring right at you with a horrible smirk on his face.

"Her." He points in your direction, the full class follows his finger and stares at you with sad and shocked faces. fml.

"Okay, Y/N. You'll be tutoring Yoongi for...3 weeks? Yeah, 3. That'll do." The teacher says, not caring about how you feel or anyone else faces. You're head just naturally hits off the desk in frustration, Yoongi's laugh piercing your ears. You groan internally thinking:

Hell for 3 weeks.

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"Hey, nerd!" You hear Yoongi shout behind you so you turn around. "What?" You sigh. "When are you going to tutor me? I have a test next week and I need to get at least a C+." Yoongi says walking to your side.

"I don't know. When are you free?" You ask, still annoyed at how you have to tutor Min Yoongi. You could just use it as an excuse to go to his house to see Nayeon. He chuckles at your annoyed tone. "Whenever you are. Now, I gotta go. People are staring." and with that he runs off to his gang.