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THÎRTY FÌVË

My eyes went back and forth, from Yoongi to Mr. Lee. Fuck I should have just said yes.

"Well it's very kind of you to be concerned about Y/N, but I'm sure it's unnecessary Yoongi." He turned his gaze back to my eyes.

I could hear Yoongi mumbeling, but I chose to not pay attention to it.

Holding onto my skirt as if I'm in a rollercoaster and feel like I could fall out any moment, I decided to stand up and walk to the front of the class.

An annoying tapping sound on the floor catched my attention, Yoongi was impatiently tapping his foot, his body was in a 'ready to attack' position.

Still looking at my shoes, Mr. Lee began to speak again. "As we can see.." I couldn't hear anything, but my own breathing. I bit on my lip, waiting for the time to pass.

"That's quite enough Mr. Lee, give her a break." Yoongi finally said.

My body relaxed and I quickly walked to my seat. Seulgi asked me if I was fine and I nodded.

Mr. Lee laughed. "I'm sure she appreciates your concern, but she's old enough to speak up for her self. Aren't you, Y/N?"

"Can't you see she's uncomfortable!" Yoongi stood up, he showed his teeth while talking. Just like an animal would warn someone who entered his territory, someone who touched his belongings.

Mr. Lee raised an eyebrow while staring at me. "She's perfectly capable to tell me if she is." He rests his hand on my shoulder to 'comfort me', but it feels more as if he's making sure that I shut my mouth.

"Don't touch her, she's not yours."

He laughs at Yoongi. I roughly push the hand of my shoulder. "I'm Yoongi's."

After what feels like eternity the bell rang.

Yoongi fast walks up to me. "You're so stupid, you should have kicked him in the nuts."

I laughed while grabbing his hand. "Let's go."

The next lessons weren't that stressful. It was the end of the year so we were finishing a lot. I didn't see Yoongi much since we didn't have a lot of lessons together.

***

"You ready to go?" Seulgi asked as she swung her bag over her shoulder. My fingers were shaking harder than an earthquake. I tried to pick up my books, but they seemed to heavy.

"You can leave without me, I'll be fine." I smiled at her.

She seemed concerned, but ignored it and glide walked {A/N sorry if you don't get this} out of the classroom.

One for one I got my books in my bag. "Good job Y/N." I laughed to myself while pressing my fist in between my neck and shoulder to release the pain in my muscle.

A person started clapping. Is this a real life horrorstory?

I quickly turned my body around to see who was making this annoying noice. My mouth opened a little to let out all that was left of my confidence.

"Mr. Lee? What are you doing here?" My feet slowly shuffeled over the ground to the door. I held my hand on the doorknob unsure of what this man might want.

He slid his hands down his pockets. A friendly smile appeared on his face, even though it was fake, it looked friendly. "Just checking how my favourite student is doing, Miss. Rebel."

"I'm fine and why the rebel?" My breathing started going wild.

"Oh that.." He paused, filling the air with even more tension. "It's just that you've changed a lot you know. I don't know what it is, but I like it. The new hair, clothes, attitude, but the boyfriend?"

He came closer to me, making me push my body against the door. There was now no way for me to open it without him noticing. I felt my sweat leaving a trace of salt all over my body.

I stuttered. "Y-Yoongi treats me right.. u-unlike you. You c-can't do this."

"Do what?" His hand reached for my face, but before his long fingers could touch my bare skin I had already hit him in the stomach. I turned around and ran through the door.

My sight was blurry, but I was able to see people so I didn't run into anyone. In the middle of the hallway I stopped, looking around for a familiar face. I had seen so many on unwanted places, but now I can't find anyone who is trustworthy.

Everyone around me was talking, it was so blurry as I turned around in never ending circles. I decided to run to the entrance. Still gasping for air an arm held me back from running away.

"Next time you don't text back I'll kick you out."

I swung my arms around his neck. His arms were wrapped tight around me like a burrito. He gently lifted me up and gave me a peck on my forehead.

The scent of his body made me forget the nerve wrecking scene that was still playing on repeat in my head. "I'm sorry jagi."

"Gaja." I said as I pulled his sleeve. He raised an eyebrow at me, still curios about why I had been running. "I said let's go!".

***

After all the runing was done, I was still sweating so Yoongi offered to get some icecream.

As we sat down in the café my phone rang.

"Annyeong appa!"

"Ah my sweet Y/N, when will you come over again?"

"Nan molla. How is mission Bora going?"

"About that we haven't exactly found her... She left without telling any friends or family. In other words, she's missing."

I froze for a second, but my icecream kept melting. A drop of icecream fell on my hand.

"Yes dad, I understand. Okay, thank you. Annyeong!"

I looked up at Yoongi. His eyes were full of curiosity, but he didn't let it show in the rest of his face.

"They lost her."

At this moment I feel like I'm developing a sort of hate for the book. I mean the whole Bora thing and father thing is nice to write, but Y/N is so rebellious right now and Idk if that's how I wanted it to be. It feels like the book is to random, but this is my first fanfiction so it's okay :) love you all and have a nice day <3