8 - 𝓜𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭

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        -A week later-

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        -A week later-



Things have been going really great except for the fact that Jimin is still drop dead mad at Yoongi's presence


he and Yoongi fight most of the time


I kinda ship them


damn my gay mind


and me and Yoongi were always hanging out and having fun while I hide from Jimin


After class ended, I told the
two boys that I needed to take the bathroom, they just nodded and said that they would wait for me


When I was outside the door someone harshly pinned me to the wall, looked at the person I noticed that it was Jisoo


"What in the world do you think you're doing?" I hissed from the way she was harshly pushing me against the wall


"Stay away from him" she warns me as if she has control of his life, there they are again, the parasites of my love life.



Wait, did I just say love life?


Argh, fuck my mind


"I don't see why I'm supposed to let you order me around, low class" I retorted


She then smirked at me "you leave me no choice then" she then pulled a knife at her pocket and was about to stab me when I kicked her stomach that made her groan in pain



"What the heck"



I tried to run and avoid violence when she grabbed my leg that made me fall



"I'm not done you bitch" she said. I had no choice but to pull my gun and pointed it right at her chest, her eyes widen at the sight


She scoffs "what are you?"





     'Yoongi's P.O.V'



The hell is taking her so long?


How long does that urine of her gush down on her vagina, damn.


"I don't see a good reason for her to be friends" Jimin starts while giving me a petty look "with a commoner"


"What makes you think you're better than me? you're actually worse" I reply and he doesn't reply, instead he glanced into my eyes deeply


"stop staring you're making me think you're gay" I say out of the blue making him glare at me


"Well, aren't you a confident gay, sweet cheeks" he sends me a wink setting me in an internal panic, what the actual mochi potato. "oh, don't you wink at me, you confident gay."


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