Y/N is just a normal girl right? Wrong.
She is abused by her dad but also by her crush. Kim Taehyung. She doesn't know why he hates her. But does he really hate her in his heart? Does he really like slamming her against lockers? Does he really like...
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Y/N POV
It was a beautiful Monday morning when my annoying alarm went off. I pressed the snooze button and I checked the time: 6:00 am it read. I had to arrive at school at 8:00 so I could take my time getting ready. I sighed as I got up not ready for another day in the hell hole of school. I was bullied every day by my stupid, mean, but hot crush. His name is Kim Taehyung. Ever since last year, when I was new to Bighit High School, I don't know why, but he just hated me. He picks on me, teases me, pulls my hair, kicks me, and slaps me. Why don't you tell the principal? you ask? Well, that's because Taehyung's parents are not only best friends of the principal, but they also pay a TON of money to the school. So, even if I told my parents, the school wouldn't do anything. It's not like my parents care anyways. My mom ran away from me and my dad when I was 5. Well, ever since then my dad has become crazy and abusive. He drinks and smokes and is very abusive if he's mad or just because he wants to hurt me. I work at a cafe and he robs me of my money after I pay the rent. I have ZERO friends and nobody knows about my past or my dad except, well, my dad and I.
I sighed shaking away how much of a hell hole my life was and I head to the bathroom to get ready. I took at hot shower and then I brushed and blow dried my hair. By this time it was now 7:06 am. I got dressed and wore this:
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I went downstairs to check if my dad was home, and unfortunately, he was. He was holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He then saw me and I tried to run back upstairs but he yelled at me.
"Get down here NOW!" he yelled.
I began to get nervous but I obeyed. I slowly went down the stairs extremely afraid, but ready for another beating from him.
"Where's my MONEY!!" he yelled.
"Appa I don't get paid until Friday." I mentally cringed when I called him "appa" since I don't even consider him one.
"Don't gimme that stupid excuse! Give me my money NOW!!" he yelled once again.
I tried to explain to him that I have nothing but he didn't listen. He got up from his chair and came to me and smashed his empty beer bottle on my head. I yelped in pain and held my head then brought my hand down to see blood. I cried and he kicked me in the stomach. My tears came out more and more by the second. He got up from his chair and started laughing.
"Maybe next time you should give me my money." he said still laughing. He then left the house and sped off in his car.
I got up with my head spinning and I went to the bathroom and I bandaged my head. I cleaned up the rest of the cuts and bruises. By this time it was 7:45 am so I grabbed my backpack and ran to school while still in pain. I knew that my pain wasn't over though once I saw Taehyung and his six other friends. They call themselves BTS. They are the ultimate bad boys of the school and EVERYONE is well aware of what they are capable of. I speed-walked past them to get to class when I felt a strong tug on my hair and I yelped in pain because he got the spot where my cut was.
