>>3RD PERSON POV<<
Yoongi walked through the schools entrance, wearing a yellow sweater, black ripped jeans which showed his glorious thighs and a daisy flower crown which had yellow accents.
Everyone stared at Yoongi.
Some girls in hatred and some girls in jealousy.
Some boys in disbelief and some in lust.Finally, he got to his beat-up locker, only to be pushed against it by one of Jimin's best friends.
Jeongguk.
"Well...well...well, what do we have here?" Jeongguk said clicking his tongue but slightly checking Yoongi out.
"Leave me alone" Yoongi whispered sheepishly trying to avoid eye contact.
"I see you've finally decided to be the little slut you are." Jungguk said staring intensely into Yoongis eyes.
"I'm not a slut!" Yoongi shouted.
"Yeah right. Tsk...I bet you suck dicks for a dollar just like your mother." Jeongguk chuckled evilly.
Then Yoongi did the thing he never thought he'd be brave enough to do.
He slapped Jeongguk.
Everyone gasped and started whispering quietly, while Jeongguk chuckled clutching his cheek.
"You little bitch...you have 5 seconds to run for your dear life before I beat you to death!" Jeongguk screamed at him
"ONE"
Then Yoongi just bolted straight to his secret safe place which no one knew about.
He got to his little closet and locked the door.
He slid down the door, yanking his hair out of frustration while silently crying.Yoongi didn't slap Jeongguk because he called his mother a slut.
Yoongi hated his mother.
He slapped him because Jeongguk compared Yoongi to that abusive piece of shit of a mother......
...
Who sells her own son to have sex with disgusting men.
Yep, that was Yoongis life.
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Flowers-Yoonmin
FanfictionI became your flower, but then you crumpled me...once again. -angst -bullying -self harm -yoonmin Completed ☑️