Darling~Yoonmin

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Jimin walked quickly to his next class, staring at the floor with his books in his hands. He avoids all eye contact with people in the hallway, mumbling song lyrics to himself.

He is nearly to his next class when his books fly out of his hands as he's trying to catch himself from hitting his face on the floor. He winces as he hits the floor with a hard impact.

**"Watch where you're going fag." Jimin keeps his head down and waits for them to leave. I was almost there, he thinks to himself. He slowly starts to reach for his stuff as he kicks them away from Jimin. Jimin sighs. This is an everyday occurance, normally he can avoid them but he was running late after talking to his teacher about an assignment he turned in late.

The bell rings and Jimin is still sitting on the floor trying to gather his things. Everytime he reaches for a book it is kicked further away form him.

Jimin finally looks up at him.

Min Yoongi and his little gang.

Yoongi is the leader of what they call themselves Bangtan. Yoongi actually goes by Suga. There was one time Jimin called him Yoongi, not being aware that's not what he went by, he's been after Jimin ever since. In their gang there is also Namjoon or RM, Hoseok or J-Hope, Jungkook, Taehyung or V, and Seokjin or Jin. Jin is the kindest of them all. They grew up together and that's probably the only reason Jin is still with them.

Jimin is just a quiet, shy boy. An easy target.

Suga leans down closer to Jimin's face.

"You're late to class, darling." Jimin's face goes a deep red. Darling?  He's never heard that before.

**"Look Suga, you made the little bitch blush," J-Hope said. Suga stands up straight and walks away laughing. Finally.

Jimin works on gathering his belongings as the 6 boys walk away. Once he has all his stuff he stands up and heads to his 6th period class. He opens the door slowly and all eyes turn to him.

"Mr. Park, nice of you to join us."

"I'm sorry I'm late sir," he mumbles quietly.

"Yeah? Detention for today."

"Y-yes sir." Tears threaten to spill out of his eyes. Why am I crying over detention? Jimin makes his way to his seat and sits down listening to his classmates snicker at him.

Jimin sits taking notes on his notebook when a paper ball hits the back of his head. He sighs and ignores it.

The bell rings signaling the end of the day. Jimin gets up to put his stuff in his locker before heading to the detention room. He whips out his phone while walking to text his mum that he has detention.

Jimin finally reaches the door and opens it. He walks in with his head down and takes a seat. He can feel someone staring at him so he looks up.

He sees the mint haired kid staring at him with those dark chocolate eyes.

"Park Jimin? In detention?"