I'm Here | Min Yoongi

Lessons

Yoongi's POV
Who is she? Damn, she looks so scared.

"Hey, don't be scared, we aren't that scary." I said in the most gentle and caring voice I have.

She looked up at us, wary of us.

"Why are you guys here? You guys are not allowed here."

She stood up and dusted her pants.

"If we are not allowed here, then why are YOU even here in the first place?" Taehyung asked.

She hung her head low and remained silent.

"I've been here even before the school banned this place two years ago."

She walked pass us and sat down infront of a table.

"What's your name?" Jin hyung asked.

She looked at Jin hyung for a moment before hanging her head low.

"Seol Eun. Kim Seol Eun." She replied before looking elsewhere.

"Hi Seol Eun, I'm Jin. I'm sure you know them as well." Jin said, pointing at us.

She noded her head slightly. Without looking at us, she walked towards the door.

"Please keep this place clean if you guys are using it. I don't mind sharing. Just keep it clean thanks."

With that, she left the art room.

"Well, since she is here first, we should respect her." Namjoon hyung said.

"It'll be clean as long as you don't touch anything hyung." Jimin replied.

All of us laughed.

"Jimin, you got no jams."

"But you sure are cute." Hobi said while pinching Jimin's cheeks, earning a smack from him.

"We should get going."

Seol Eun's POV
I went to my locker to get my bag. I should be save since almost everyone went home by this time.

I was wrong.

BANG!

Someone threw a basketball towards my locker, making a dent in my very broken locker.

Without turning around, I already knew that it was Lina and her small little gang with the basketball boys, Chan, Chanmin, Jihyung.

Lina came over and yanked my hair. Pain shot through my scalp but no sound came out from my mouth.

Knowing that any grunt or a small little noise would make them torture me more.

"Yah bitch! Do you miss us?" She said while lightly slapping my face.

Without any emotions, I plainly stared at her, angering her even more.

"You bitch!" She yanked my hair and banged my head against the locker and slapped me.

"Since she needs to be taught some lessons, let's be the good people and teach her some lessons." She said in a very sweet voice which makes me wanna vomit.

Her gang smirked and I am prepared for the worst.

Kicks and punches came from every directions.

They even threw the basketball at my stomach a few times.

Blood poured out from my mouth, pain shot through every single part of my body.
I started going in and out of consciousness.

My eyelids got heavier, my body became numb. I'm feeling weak, my body is going limp.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?!"