Joker ㅣ Vkook

= ONE =

As young, bright but definitely not lively Kim Taehyung strolled casually down the school hallways, the girls he'd been with and played constantly threw angry glances at his direction. Others adored the male from afar, staring at his messy silver hair, his beautiful yet masculine features, his tucked out oversized shirt, long red tie and tight pants that defined his lower body. They had to admit, even if they hated him his fashion sense was outstanding. He couldn't help but let out a little chuckle, only sending his angry 'fans' to a state of oblivion and eternal chaos and his biggest fangirls into a state of overwhelming happiness and shock. That was the life for him. Kim Taehyung, top of all classes, was a heartthrob and loved playing with other's feelings.

As he went through the school day, lesson by lesson, lecture by lecture, he couldn't help but feel more elated by the thought of lunch and the feeling of freedom at the end of the day. However, lunch came first and in his opinion, lunch was his number one priority, especially on an empty stomach.

As his lesson ended, he quickly stood from his seat, grabbing his things and swiftly dismissing himself from the room to go and meet up with his friends at their normal spot in the cafeteria. He had to admit, even though he hated the idea of girls and boys alike trying to warm up to him to befriend him and use him for whatever purpose they had in mind (though he couldn't say much either, he was rather hypocritical), he loved his friends no matter what they did; if they used him, abused him, whatever.

Entering the cafeteria, his navy blue bag hanging over his shoulder, he walked towards the table him and his friends normally sat at, rather excited to see them. As he saw the glimpse of black hair complimented with purple streaks, a head of bright pale blonde and a flash of bright, crimson red hair, he squealed silently, unable to hide the smile that started to grow on his flawless face.

"Taehyung! Over here!" His friends shouted, waving at the natural brown haired boy. Taehyung happily made his way towards his friends, and he grinned happily as they all smiled gently at him.

"So, who'd you play this time?" His friend, Hoseok, sacrastically asked. "Surely someone we don't know."

"Well shit, who was it this time?" Jimin scoffed, ignoring Hoseok's angry glares.

"This fucking prick played my sister!" He cried dramatically.

Everyone on the table burst into a fit of laughter, amused by the situation that had unfolded before them.

"He played, out of all the girls in this stupid high school, your sister?" Spoke Jimin desperately trying to hold in another outbreak of laughter. "Man, that's priceless."

Taehyung rolled his eyes then sat next to Hoseok, nudging him playfully as he set his bag down on the cafeteria grounds. His eyes then rested on Jungkook, and he dreamily looked at him and admired his crimson red hair.

Taehyung loved red. He never really had a reason why, but the colour struck his heart. It was beautiful.

"-yung."

He simply kept staring at the latter, day dreaming. It was like he was stuck in a trance, like a snake charmer with a snake, and in this case Taehyung was the snake that was charmed by the charmer.

"-hyung."

Oh, how amazing he looked. How perfect his hair was, how perfect he was in general. Taehyung thought he was in heaven.

"TAEHYUNG!"

Awakening from his weird, surprisingly gay, never-felt-before thoughts (though he himself knew that this wasn't true, and these feelings were nothing new), he fell clumsily from his seat, crashing into another person sending food flying all over the place.