Fuckgirl | BTS

Chapter 6

I woke up to a Monday morning feeling clouding over me. I don't want to go back to my classes because who knows what will happen now.

Now that they have 'claimed' me and clearly their psychotic fan club will be on my arse about it.

I had spent the remainder of my weekend sat binge watching Netflix and pretending I don't exist but since the Monday classes were going to come around sooner or later, I decided to persevere through the day as much as I possibly could.

I left my dorm room shortly after having a snack from my mini-fridge. There was something about today that was is making me so nervous, excited and more or less scared. I liked how I was going to get attention from hanging around them but in a way, it was just going to set me up to fail.

After checking my appearance in the mirror, I left for my class which unfortunately I sit next to Park Jimin. I walked into my classroom at the correct time and started getting my equipment out of my rucksack when all of a sudden a loud commotion echoed from the front of the room. I knew who it was as soon as a distinct, windshield wiper laugh echoed throughout the room. Kim Seokjin, the oldest of the group.

"Hello, y/n. How have you been?" Namjoon asked as he strolled up to my desk.

I glanced over his shoulder to see the whole class glaring at me with murderous eyes but I just smiled. "I'm doing fucking brilliant, thanks for asking."

Namjoon scoffed, "may I remind you of our deal? Being naughty comes with a punishment, so I'll meet you at the library at 5."

Ummmm. What the fuck.

With that horrifying sentence and my mouth hanging low with shock, the teacher walked in and the class had started.

When lunch finally came around, I decided to avoid the cafeteria at all costs so, with no friends, I headed back to that familiar music room to find Suga playing a remarkable piece on the piano. I decided against disturbing him and shut the door as quietly as possible.

"Hey, y/n!" The familiar voice yelled.

I shyly replied, "hey. Sorry I didn't want to disturb you."

Suga walked up to me, coming in dangerously close. "It's alright." He smiled kindly.

"I'm going to go now. I'll catch you later!" I hollered, walking back towards the door.

"Y/n, have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" Suga complimented whilst taking steps to get closer to me.

"No you haven't but it was nice of you to-"

I was stopped mid-sentence as he roughly pressed his plump lips against mine.

"We-we shouldn't be doing this." I mumbled, trying not to get caught in the moment.

Even the good guy was putting up a facade...