It's A Fine Line

2: The 7

Jungkook didn't disturb me for the rest of the day which surprised me. But his lack of attack was probably due to the fact that I was hiding in the library at lunch time and my free period. In my defence I was not a wimp I just wanted to avoid a conflict.

I couldn't even complain to my parents about the bullying. Firstly, they weren't even here to listen to my problems. Secondly, I'd just be a failure in their eyes, again, because I was unable to stand up for myself.

Taking the abuse was much easier than complaining. I'd be put on the entire school's hit list if I complained about their idols. I was already ostracized, I didn't think I could take any more hatred.

*****

"Hey, ugly." An annoyingly high pitched female's voice caught my attention. I didn't attempt to ignore her call knowing very well it may lead to my death.

"Yes, Jinhee?" I answered politely.

"I can't believe you're still here. This school is not for people like you."

"Ok," I said unsure of what the correct response was.

"Don't speak to me so disrespectfully," she replied offended.

I didn't understand how I was disrespectful but I was not going to make the mistake of asking.

"Sorry," I replied curtly hoping that that was the right response.

I tried to walk past her but she pulled me back and her finger nails pierced my skin.

When she abruptly turned me around I felt a stinging sensation on my left cheek. The slap seemed to have gotten the attention of everyone else in the hallway.

"Don't walk away when I'm talking to you," she threatened.

If I had guts I would've rolled my eyes but I was taken aback by her violence.

I seriously didn't understand why everyone had such a deep dislike for me. I kept to myself. I didn't get involved in anybody's matters. I didn't even speak to anyone unless forced to.

At this moment Jungkook decided to make his entry.

"Babe is she disturbing you?" He asked his voice laced with fake concern.

Jinhee and Jungkook had an on and off relationship. Meaning she was on him when the lights were off.

Their relationship disgusted me to no end. I had to stop myself from gagging at their encounters. They were pro PDA. And I was clearly not. Any sort of Public affection made me feel like my eyes were burning in their sockets.

Without getting an answer to his question they started engaging in a ,completely disturbing, kissing session. I took that as my cue to leave or rather escape. But they broke apart before I could.

Dammit

"How dare you annoy Jinhee?"

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. How did I annoy her?

The question in my mind accidentally is voiced.

"Your existence annoys me," she answered.

I just mumbled another apology because I didn't know what else to say. They could see my apology wasn't genuine. But how could it have been? I didn't even know why I was apologising. I just did it so I wouldn't be assaulted while everyone watched.

Jinhee pushed me onto the floor and my books scattered. She laughed at my predicament not caring the slightest bit about the pain she's put me through.

She kicked me twice in my stomach and once behind my knee before laughing. Once she was done she walked on my hand, letting the heel of her shoe injure it further.

The students around me either snickered or looked at me with pity. But no one made a move to help me up.

To feel lonely was by far the worst feeling. Worse than any physical pain inflicted on me. Unfortunately I had both to deal with.

*****

I generally sat in a corner of the library during lunch but sometimes I did sit alone at a table in the cafeteria. Today was one of those days.

Although I wish I hadn't.

Jungkook and his group's table was near mine. But I tried my best to avoid making eye contact with any of the 7 of them.

Kim Namjoon was the leader of sorts of the group. His hair was dyed blond (which suited him in an odd way). His dimples were defintely his best feature. They made his smile swoon worthy. He was the most intelligent in the group and was generally the level headed one. But just because he didn't start any fights it didn't mean he stopped any from happening.

Min yoongi was someone a lot of people feared. His cold glares made people shiver from a mile away but he too hadn't really stirred much trouble. His nickname was Suga which was ironic considering he was anything but sweet but to be fair to him he wasn't the sweetest to his friends either. His dark brown hair covered his forehead and contrasted with the pale colour of his skin. He slept in most of his classes but still managed to score well. I guess he really was genius Min Suga.

Kim Seokjin was possibly the prettiest man I'd ever seen in my life. His angular face and soft features made him look more beautiful than anyone else and his broad shoulders gave him a manly stance. His laugh could be heard from anywhere in the school building, it wasn't the most pleasant sound but it did have its endearing qualities. Jin laughed at his own jokes whilst his friends stared at him poker faced. Jin, much like Namjoon, didn't get involved in any fights but he didn't stop them either.

Jung Hoseok was the loud mouth in the group. He had the smile of an angel but he was the most mischievous in the group. He frequented detention for all the notorious yet harmless pranks he played. The thing about Hoseok was that he could be the sweetest person ever but only if you were in his friend circle. I was evidently not.

Park Jimin was the shortest and cutest boy in the group who had the muscles of a 30 year old gym instructor. His hair colour changed all the time. But my favourite by far was his orange hair stage. He had the cutest smile ever as it manged to reach his eyes too. But on a regular day his eyes held a mischievous glint.

Kim Taehyung was Jungkook's best friend and his Uncle was the headmaster of the school. That's how he earned his fame at school. People were terrified of the repercussions of not being good to him. He was the heir to Byul companies- it was a well known fact but it was one thing he never boasted about. He supported Jungkook in all of his menacing activities which made me hate him regardless of how cute he was.

Jeon Jungkook was the epitome of assholeness. He was a rich, spoilt brat that didn't care about anyone's feelings but his own. I first met him in ninth grade. When he cut infront of me in the cafeteria lunch line. His hatred for me however started when Jinhee shared rumours of me being promiscuous.  Which was ridiculous considering I'd never even had a boyfriend before. The rumours spread like a wild fire and gave everyone the idea that they could berate me. The whole scholarship thing just aggravated the matter.

I was quietly eating my lunch when a figure approached me and knocked my lunch off the table.

I should've stayed in the library.

"Why are you here?" Jungkook asked, irritation evident in his voice.

"I-I just -"

"Nobody wants you here. You're an eyesore. You're unwanted and you should regret your existence."

His words, like always, hurt me.
I was fully aware that I was unwanted. By my parents, siblings even my classmates. The knowledge of it haunted me every day. I didn't need his reminder yet, somehow, he managed to remind of my worthlessness everyday.

"I know." My agreement confused him because his eyebrows furrowed.

Before he could say anything else the bell rang and I rushed to Math. Who knew geometry would one day be my saving grace?