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Twenty-fourth Cliché

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Late afternoon, after winter was over and springtime was in the air and also in the campus, one came upon something specifically a crowd.

When the easy going—lazy in another word—Yoongi was going by his day at the university, he did not expect his voice to be used.

At all actually.

But when Yoongi came to the crowd, he was going to pass by if it wasn't for the fact that the person of attention was none other than Taehyung's new found toy. And Jungkook's childhood friend.

Pushing aside some in the crowd, he managed to enter the inner ring of the crowd. Having no choice, he had to intervene. If not, Mia would have been punched by some dickhead.

"Stop!" He shouted.

"Who? Me?" Someone shouted as the group was having too much fun. They wanted to know who was brave enough to go against all of them. "Why?"

When they turned around they realized that it was one person who could end everything for them at the school.

Yoongi...

Mia didn't turn around to face him for she didn't care who had saved her because she knew it was one of them. There was only a few who could actually stop anyone at this insufferable school.

Yoongi gazed at Mia for a bit as he walked toward Mia and her boyfriend. The crowd made a path for him as if he was Moses parting the crowd into two so he could pass. Standing in the middle where Mia and Mark was, Yoongi stood straight, which was odd for him since it was his natural state to stand slumped.

Cocking his head from one shoulder to the other, he cracked his neck and loosened up. Putting his hands in his pocket lazily, he stood with no strength but he looked terrifying nonetheless. He was intimidating and he knew it.

It was his narrowed hawking eyes that dared them coldly, his status at the school and backing, and his reputation from high school and till now. All of it added up to make him highly formidable.

"Leave." And Yoongi meant all of them, including those who were watching. Seeing the state Mia's boyfriend was in, Yoongi knew what had happened. Mia had charged between—without thinking, of course—to make them stop ganging up on her precious boyfriend. "Now..."

"Taehyung..." one started to say.

"Taehyung? What about him?" Yoongi scoffed as he rolled his eyes. He took one hand out of his pocket to push his bangs out of his face. It seemed they weren't taking him seriously.

Apparently they weren't because one had the nerve to reply to his question that had been rhetorical.

"He marked him. And her." The male pointed to Mia.

"He took the mark off Mia as I remember."

One interjected. "But he wasn't."

"Are you all testing my friendship with Taehyung?" Yoongi spat angrily. They shook their head quickly as their hearts began to pump more blood and the color in their cheeks drained. "No? Then why the fucking abyss did I see you about to punch her?"

"It was not aimed at her." A meek voice voiced out. Yoongi knew that it belonged to one of their girlfriends.

"She got in the way?" Yoongi finished for her. The top of his lip quivered as his harsh glare turned even harsher at the girl. The girl cowered behind someone, who Yoongi did not care for. No other protection was given by her guardian.