We all have problems

Yoongi's red flags

5.4.3.2.1.The bell to end the lesson rang, he swung his backpack over his shoulder he had been counting down the minutes to the end of his lesson, his music teacher loved his talent but Yoongi was absolutely terrified to be alone with his teacher his anxiety always rose at the worst of times he knew nothing would happen to him but his anxiety said otherwise. He had just realised that everyone else had left while his anxiety haywired, he froze in his tracks when a certain
"Yoongi I'm proud of your progress recently,"
His teacher spoke with a smile walking over to the smaller boy,
"And Miss Onlya isn't feeling too good today so I'll be teaching your piano lesson. Isn't that exciting?"
Yoongi quickly threw on a small smiling mask before continuing.
"Yes that's fantastic sir."
His teacher patted the boys head and lead him over to the next room where a large grand piano stood, Yoongi was dazzled he was always just working on a 80 key keyboard he had never once seen this masterpiece.
"Yoongi, I thought you should use the 6 form piano since it's more up to your standard."
A smile crept onto the teachers expression, Yoongi's anxiety kicked in harder this time he was violently shaking and his eyes were slightly brimmed with tears his anxiety told him that the smile on his teacher was a smile of ill intent, He was now on edge anything could break him now,
"Yoongi? Yoongi? Yoongi are you alright?" The concerned voice of his teacher took him out of his panicked state,
"Sorry sir, should I get my text book out?"
He said trying to find something else to talk about,
"No Yoongi, I would prefer to see some of the songs you've been working on, if that's ok with you of course?"
Yoongi took out his note book and sat down in front of the piano gently placing the book down and flipping to a random page then he began to play

His teacher stood in the doorway amazed removing his glasses and cleaning the lenses on his shirt
"Yoongi, what are your career choices for after 6 form?" He asked slowly moving towards the younger
"Oh Umm music producer sir."
His voice was shaky and hesitant not knowing if he should've told his teacher,
His teacher grabbed Yoongi's book without any warning and started flipping through his face contouring into different expressions
"Excuse me sir, I'm sorry I'm late for my lesson, the hallways were crowded and we were let out later than expected, I apologise again it's my fault."
A panting high pitched voice came around the corner and knocked on the door.
"Cameron Worth you may enter."
His face turned into a annoyed glare he clearly had a problem with this student, but what?
"Oh good evening Suga,"
He bowed smiling he knew Yoongi on a personal level he was his Hyung, (he doesn't have siblings but Yoongi treats him like one) they didn't have many lessons together but he was top of the class in music as well as being the highest grade piano he sometimes had lessons with Suga and this was one of those times sadly the caring Miss Onlya wasn't here and the abusive Mr Lin was,
"Cameron we use real names in lessons not nicknames!"
He shot fire at him when he had only been in the room for about a second
"Yes, sorry sir, I was out of line."
His head fell down clearly extremely upset by a small mistake
"Now Miss Worth, I want to see your newest work, No objections!"
With the harsh atmosphere she quickly sat next to Yoongi placing his book down and playing quickly after, he almost seemdd used to the transphobic abuse from Mr Lin.

"What is the name of this piece?"
He harshly asked
"Euphoria sir, I even have lyrics for it, I hope to have it produced one day."
He gave a small smile even Suga held hi hand proud of him
"Miss Worth, I don't say this to any student but give up dreaming, that piece was absolutely disgusting, especially with your character no one want to hire a cross dresser Miss Worth . Your entire being is disgusting!"
He was throwing abuse in his face for no reason, he started tearing up, Yoongi knew exactly how long it took him to write that: 1 year, 4 months, 2 weeks and 5 days!! He knew how much this piece meant to him and how much time he spent being unimaginably proud of him, this time he wasn't anxious to speak back to a teacher
"Sir, I actually love the piece it's beautiful and the lyrics from my view are adorable! Don't tell him to throw it down because of his being, if I become a producer, this would most likely be the first song I would ever produce! Do not speak so harshly to your students Mr Lin. We could could give plenty of proof to the school board and have you fired for transphobic behaviour! " Yoongi spat back snatching his notebook off sir showing his dominance,
"Sir we will have to finish this lesson here it's almost time for our year to go into lunch, not only that but this session ended approximately 7 minutes ago. Good day sir."
Suga grabbed the younger boy's hand, after they had both collected their bags, glaring at Mr Lin on the way out...No one talks to his dongseang like that...NO ONE!!!
"Thank you!Thank you!Thank you! Thank you hyung!!"
Tears were streaming down his face as he gripped tightly onto his hyung not wanting to be let go, he embraced him tightly saying calming things like "it's ok, he can't hurt you anymore, Suga's here to protect you" over and over and over again..he really was an incredible older brother to him...

~time skip to 23 minutes before form time~

Yoongi strode onto his form expecting it to be empty or at least have their teacher inside, but alas only Jimin.
He was sat on his desk head in hands not crying but mumbling, Yoongi quickly ran to the youngun's desk kneeling in front of it trying to see if he was ok.
"J-Jimin ? Is everything alright?"
He stood up slightly patting Jimin's head, the younger looked up slightly then practically launched himself out of his desk to hug the other boy mumbling "I knew you'd be here soon, I knew it!!!"
After two brief story times and a cuddle session the boys concluded that this year was not going to be easy...