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Seventh Dream

"What?! How could a teacher do that?!" Jimin angrily slam his palm at the wooden table, the results are making the tea move a circular flow inside both of their tea cups

"I was so scared.." The cup that was standing at the edge was also moving by the slam. Taehyung held his cup in place to prevent any spilling "but.. I'm glad I'm ok.."

"Be strong Taehyung! You gotta be strong! Fight back!" Taehyung wants to. Of course he wanted to. Ever since he became a prime target of society, being strong was what he always wanted to be. To fight back his freedom

But he can't

Every time he did, the bully would always find words to go against him and he would always be left speechless. Having a suspect helps. But he didn't have anyone. No one would help him. They were all saving them self and soon, Taehyung lost faith in being strong.

No one wants him to be strong

"Thanks, I'll try" so he smile a lie

"So how did you get away with it? You got away right?!" Jimin balled into a fist again, he was ready to smash any cups of what he thought will be true and thankfully, he was right.

"Someone helped me.. but he was very harsh, hard to believe he would help me. But he did" Taehyung smiled. Recalling the person's reflection from his tea. Dark hair, single lidded eyes, a bit chubby on his cheeks, he also stood up as an angry little chipmunk.

"What's his name?" Taehyung didn't know the answer to that. When they arrived at the garden, the bell soon rang. The other boy was sure pissed when it did and Taehyung, being a good boy dash to class. He couldn't offer to miss one, he didn't like detention. His parents would disown him for going to one. In results of it, he didn't ask his name yet he knows his. "I'll tell you when I ask him"

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Taehyung found his eyes open again and this time, with a hold bladder that was tingling him in bed. No wonder there was tea on his dream

Once he finished his business in the bathroom, he threw himself to bed so he could continue his sleep. But he failed to do so.

The clock showed 5 in the morning. The sun would rise soon anyways so why bother? Though his body was wide away from splashes of water, his brain was dead tired. But even if he manages to sleep again, the feeling of only sleeping for two hours would be worst.

One thing he couldn't wait was the boy from school.

He just wants to find him and thank him

As expected, his eyes were heavy and he wanted to sleep so badly. But he can't.

Maybe it was just his mind controlling him, but sitting in the front of the class wasn't really the best place to sleep on.

When he turned his back, he could see everyone was sleeping. And by everyone. Everyone

But did the teacher care? No. The teacher scold him for turning his back and now the rest of the class for sleeping. Just how unfair was that?