Anti gay school AU | Jikook | Based on a YT FMV

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Jungkook's POV

Someone shook my body.

I opened my eyes to see who was doing it, but I closed them because of the bright light that shone into my eyes. I successfully opened them the second time and saw Yoongi looking down at me with an amused look on his face.

"It's time to get ready, Sleepyhead.", I groaned. I still had to get used to the fact that I wouldn't wake up in my room full of my drawings anymore and have a dormmate now. No mom, who would make a delicious breakfast, just me depending on myself.

Yoongi left and I rolled out of the king sized bed. I prepared myself for my very first day on this school or what it actually is, this private school.

My uniform fit me as if it was made for me, perfect. I styled my hair to the side, which made me look pretty provocative.

I went down the marble stairs and saw Yoongi sitting at the table with his phone in his hand. "Do we have to eat in the dining hall or do we eat here?", I asked. He shrugged. "You can choose." I chose eating in the dorm.

I sometimes cooked with my mom, so I kind of knew how much of each ingredient I needed. I cooked some pancakes along with some bacon. "Wow kid, your mom taught you well.", Yoongi said. I smiled at him and  continued to eat.

We grabbed our schoolbags and headed to our lockers. Conveniently,  our lockers were next to each other. "So, we have Chemistry first and then we have Maths. Two subjects I suck at.", I said. "Same here. Don't expect me to tutor you in those two." I rolled my eyes. We then saw Hobi walking towards us with a genuine smile on his face, which made the whole hall light up. "Hey Hobi, mah homie.", Yoongi hugged Hobi and pat his back. "Let's go to class!", Hobi suggested, since the bell had rang a while ago.(A/N: I don't know how it is on a private school, so please correct me if I'm wrong. And don't kill me ples.)

We entered the class and we saw the teacher waiting for us. "I wanted to start the lesson until you barged in. You are late. Any excuses?", the teacher barked. I already had the feeling that the teachers here were pretty strict, so I remained quiet. "And you must Jeon Jeongguk,  right?", she suddenly smiled. I nodded shyly and made eye contact with her. "Introduce yourself." "Hello, I'm Jeongguk, but you can call me Jungkook, please treat me well.", I mumbled. "Take a seat next to Park Jimin, please. Raise your hand, Jimin.", I raised my head and got the shock of my life.

The mystery guy, named Jimin, went to this school and I had to sit next to him?! I panicked and went slowly to my seat. Yoongi and Hoseok sat in the back of the class, next to each other, which meant I had no talk partner.

"Aren't you the guy who sobbed on his friend's shoulder behind me in the cinema yesterday?", Jimin asked. I nodded, suddenly finding my shoes very interesting.

I couldn't stop staring at Jimin. He looked even more beautiful if you went nearer to him. "Can I ask you something? Are you gay?", startled was an overrated adjective right now, I couldn't move. I recently discovered he was homophobic, so I should've said no, but instead I sat there, not answering his question. "Hey, I asked you something!", he said more harshly. I shook my head very fastly and proceeded to take notes of today's lesson.

"That's good. In case you didn't know, being gay is not allowed here, so if you see a gay couple, report it to the headmistress.", Jimin said.

My heart clenched. This whole school was homophobic, how was I supposed to survive? My didn't tell me. I couldn't even tell my new friends I was gay, they would report it to the headmistress immediately. My heart broke again and again.

I ran out of class, ignoring the shouts of my friends. All I needed now was my loyal friend, the razor blade. I went to the bathroom and took out the silver blade.

My hands were shaking. 'I can't do this' I thought to myself. But still, I did it, the fresh wounds opening my old wounds, which caused me to bleed alot. I stopped the blood and washed the excessive blood off my sleeve.

After school I decided to lock myself up in my dormroom. I took some icecream from the fridge and decided to watch some Netflix.

My thoughts started to drive off and stayed at the memory where Jimin told me this rule. Tears started to form on my eyes and I soon was crying loudly.

I didn't even hear Yoongi coming in. He ran up to me and embraced my fragile figure. "Hey hey, what's wrong?", my chest felt heavy as I couldn't tell Yoongi the truth. "Just some family problems.", I sniffed. I could tell he knew I was lying, but he let me go and went up to his room again, not before yelling: "If you need anything, just yell." My voice was hoarse so I couldn't talk nor even make a sound.

I tried calling my parents and they picked up. "Mom, dad, are you crazy? Putting me in an anti gay school where everyone is homophobic except me?", I said, voice shaky because of my anger. "We didn't want to hurt you. Also, we didn't even know that it was a rule there until the principal told me." I scoffed. I hung up, feeling empty inside, anger over the school getting to me. My sad expression suddenly turned into a cold and heartless one. No emotion could be read in them, just plain coldness. I would come back as a new person, a new mean person. The outside world couldn't do anything to me now. I closed up my feelings behind barriers to be kept hidden forever. They don't want any gays on this school? Fine, then no one should know the real me.

Even though it hurt me to do these things, I ignored it and told myself to be like everyone else.