Triangle

Someone as ugly

Seemed like Taehyung was Rhea's ex.

Definitely lot of drama for 1 day.

Apparently when Rhea was still situated in Seoul, Taehyung and Rhea went to the same middle school. They were the schools sweethearts, the best out of the best and since both of them were great singers they supported each other a lot. But when Rhea got transferred to China, due to less communication and thousands of misunderstandings, which got cleared the present day, they broke up.

But since I am really not in the mood to narrate their world war 3 verbal fight, I will just keep shut.

The whole table now had a tensed atmosphere. No one dared to go and comfort Taehyung, due to Rhea's glare. I gulped down whatever I wanted to say to them separately. Something's are not meant for interference by the third party.

Finally the terrific silence was broken by the grumble in Jin's stomach. Typical. He laughed softly and removed himself from the table, with the others in pursuit.

I was about to get up when I decided to ask Rhea if she wanted some food. She nooded, a look of sadness in her eyes. Obviously....I had forgotten about how she was feeling. Grabbing hold of her hands, I dragged her from the table towards the washrooms.

Once inside, I took her to a corner.

"Hey, I know you are sad.....just stay here for sometime and gather your thoughts.....", I offered.

She sharply turned her head and retorted back,"What do you know about how I am feeling?", her voice cracking in the end.

I sighed.

"Take it from a girl who got dumped the previous day by her crush of 4 years", I answered smiling a little.

Her expression changed and she nodded and hung her head little. A little later her shoulders started shaking, her lean figure, frail. I extended a hand to pat her hand, but retreated my hand. We had just got to know each other today. Acting too comfortable with her wouldn't be too acceptable.

"Listen, for a person's first day at schol you have encountered enough drama. Take some time here and then if you want go and take some rest in the classroom. I will keep soya milk for you. I am going now", I whispered.

She murmured a thanks as I made my way out, smiling to myself.

I walked the corridors, occasionally glancing at my wrist watch. Almost like 30 minutes were left. It was as if time had not passed.

I made my way to the pay machines. Inserting a coin into the slot, I extracted a soya milk from the machine and with it my hand, started to make my way to the east wing, deciding to take alittle tour by myself.

The east wing stairs were very dark. I started going down, when a few voices reached my ears. Shuffling of shoes and pushing of boxes. I followed the sounds and found myself staring at a scene of a chubby girl getting beaten up by a couple of other ugly group of pieces of crap. Placing the soya milk on the ground and rubbing my hands together, I strutted into the scenes, my brows crinkled together in disgust and anger.

The girls hands flew through the air to slap the other girl on the ground, when I grabbed hold of it and twisted it backwards.
"Yah, what are you think you are doing?"

The dumbfounded individual, shook for a moment retorted back, regaining her composure.
"Oh the typical saviour bitch to the rescue", she said, her teeth clutched together in pain. Her teammates were starting to approach towards me, looks of fear and a little bit of courage on their stupid faces.

"Yeah well, it is my duty as a prefect" I replied, letting go of her hand.

Their eyes shot up. I looked at their collars. So it seemed like they were underclassmen. Helping the other girl up from the floor I  saw she had a black eye and multiple bruises on her arms and legs.

I turned around and clearing my throat said,"Next time refrain from doing such things and also pick people from own league or rather who are as ugly as you are to beat up. I will, as it is my duty, report your wrongdoings but I would have prefered to punch a hole right through your skulls, but that would hurt my hand, so I did better not."

Saying this I took the other girls hand and smiled at her. She tried to smile but her eyes were hurting too much.

I turned around, yet again and whispered,

"On second thoughts......."

My closed fist banged against her eyes and send her flying back into her other friends who immediately moved forward to help her, their faces sweaty and eyes filled with fear.

Then grabbing the chubby girl's hands I walked up the stairs with her, a feeling of satisfaction spreading over my chest.

Grabbing hold of the soya milk I left behind,I offered it to the girl. She meekly accepted it and muttered a thank you.

I smiled brightly at her.

"The pleasure was mine."