Would You Rather |Jung Hoseok; Min Yoongi| [Completed]

Chapter 24

School is almost over and no one approached me till now. I even walked around school today, something I don't do very often, yet no one was searching for me.

"Um, excuse me?" Someone spoke behind me. Ah, is this the sweet smell of progress?

"Yes?" I turned around and saw a boy, probably my age, standing too close to me. I stepped back and eyed him suspiciously. "What do you want?"

"Are you MinJee?"

"Yeah, do you need me for something?"

"Yeah..." the student shifted his weight between his legs and looked around nervously. "I'm kinda lost and someone told me you can help me with something." He smiled awkwardly.

"Oh, yeah. Tell me what you want."

"Well, it's something I need to show you." He said and led me towards a classroom that looks under construction from what I saw. "This is... Well, used to be, my classroom and there's something here that I think belongs to you." He opened the door and both of us entered, the door closing behind us with a soft thud.

I had bad vibes coming from this dude now and when I heard the door click while I was looking around, my mind sent me a warning signal. I jerked my head to the side only to see that the student had locked me in with a strange device that emitted some kind of smoke.

"Hey! Open the door!" I shouted and banged on the door.

"Don't struggle, you'll make matters worse." He said from the other side.

"What do you think you're doing!?"

"Saving my own skin." He hissed. "I guess it's only proper to tell you my name, the name that's probably gonna ring a bell once I tell you." He chuckled. "Jeon Jungkook." He said and after that I heard his footsteps going further away.

Jeon Jungkook? Who the hell is he? What does he want?

When the smoke finally reached my lungs, it felt like daggers were being pushed against my throat. It felt dry, it was hard to swallow and tears started forming in my eyes. Tearing gas. That bastard.

I banged on the door, but there were no students on this floor. Screaming was too painful and windows were locked shut. I tried lifting up a chair and throwing it, but my strength did not allow it. This gas... it was slowly chipping away from my strength.

All of a sudden I heard banging on the door.

"MinJee! MinJee, you there?!"

Yoongi?

"I'm here." I said but it left my mouth more like a whisper. It hurt to speak. I tried standing up, but my vision was blurry and I couldn't see where I was going. Multiple tools on the ground tripped me down and I found myself unable to stand up again.

"Hold on a little bit longer!" He shouted. "Hoseok, go find somebody! Quick!" I heard him shout from the other side.

Soon after that the door was busted but my consciousness was fading away, so I couldn't remember any details. I remember Hoseok caring me out, Yoongi calling an ambulance and the students making way for the doctors to check up on me. After that I passed out and found myself on a hospital bed. A warm hand that had been clutching mine so hard caught my attention. I looked it and saw that it was Hoseok's hand. He had fallen asleep, his head rested on the bed, his other hand clutching his phone. On the other side of the bed was Yoongi, also deep into sleep on the couch right next to me. I know that I met these guys yesterday, yet... yet... yet I felt like I've known them for years. It's those kind of friendships that forge into life long bonds.