DADDY 「j.hs + j. jk」

깡패

bully

Hoseok wandered through the hallway knowing he was absolutely lost. He was shit at reading maps and he knew it, he should've just asked for help finding his classroom when he had the chance.

Hoseok and his family had just moved from Gwangju to Seoul a few weeks ago because of his father's promotion. Sure, he would miss his old friends but it wasn't so bad in Seoul. He liked all of it, even the overcrowded streets filled with seemingly heartless pedestrians, even the polluted air that filled his lungs, even the burning heat that fell heavily on his shoulders as he walked across the sidewalk littered with cracks.

Hoseok was desperately trying to find his way to his first-period classroom when he heard a couple grunts and a loud thud followed by sniffles. Hoseok quickly rounded the corner to find the source of the suspicious sounds, and he wasn't surprised by the sight in front of him. Three boys surrounding a bundle of limbs on the floor.

"Aigoo, Jungkook, don't cry. You'll ruin your makeup," a burly looking kid sneered at the shaking body curled up on the floor. "Not that it could make you any uglier than you already are."

Of course, Hoseok can't watch this, whatever this was, go down without intervening. "Well, sweetheart, you're not doing so well yourself. I honestly want to break your face after what I just heard you say, but why should I improve your looks? If I had a face like yours, I would sue my parents."

The three kids turn to look at him before the one with the muscles spoke up again, "Awww, is this another one of your hyungs coming to save you, fag? Whatever, I've already had my fun playing with you."

"You're all fucking disgusting," he spits out before turning to leave, waving his friends along with him.

Hoseok turns his attention to the boy lying on the floor, and crouches down beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, you alright?"

The boy lifts up his head and-