A story where cold boys seems to have a caring side.
Trigger warning: self harm
PS.This book was the first in my writing path so if you find kiddish scenarios, dramatic y/n or any mistakes please ignore them.
Tae gave me a smirk that made my heart skip a beat. It was a mix of playful and teasing, and it left me feeling uneasy.
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Jimin's intense gaze shooting daggers at me
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Next was their leader RM giving absolute no response just a slightly confused stare.
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Yoongi had a look that suggested he was contemplating something unpleasant. 'What's his problem?' I wondered, I have never done anything to them still they disliked me.
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J-Hope didn't even spare a glance which I was so grateful for, he seemed to ignore whatever was happening in the room.
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Jungkook simply gave a brief look.
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"Why are you here?" Jin asked, his intense gaze making me feel strange. I pushed those thoughts aside and turned my attention back to the window.
Just then, the teacher entered and instructed us to read something before leaving. Naturally, the Boys were uninterested in the reading task and gathered in a group across from me, engaged in their conversation.
I was absorbed in my book when I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hey, Y/N, can you do my assignment? I'm not in the mood today," Suga said.
"Huh? You're never in the mood to do your assignments. I'm always the one doing them—yours and everyone else's. What do you think I am, your assistant?" I blurted out. I didn't know why I was so frustrated, but the words slipped out.
Almost immediately, I regretted raising my voice. The anger on their faces was clear.
Jin's face darkened, and before I could react, I felt my back slam against the wall. I looked up to see Jin pinning me there, his expression menacing.
"You're going to regret this," he said harshly. "From now on, we'll make things worse for you."
"And you'll do whatever we say," RM added, his tone equally stern. I
Jin released me, and V grabbed my face. "Be ready, you idiot," he said, his words stinging. V had once been kind to me, sharing his lunch and showing a softer side. Hearing him say something so harsh was unexpected and hurtful.
Tears welled up in my eyes. I saw V's expression soften for a brief moment, as did the others, but their concern was fleeting. Moments later, they left the room.
I wiped my tears and made my way home, feeling an overwhelming sense of despair. I just wanted to escape—this home, this school, maybe even the country. Depression and self-harm were consuming me, replacing my once carefree smile with a flood of tears.
When I walked in, I found the angry woman from earlier sitting in a chair, glaring at me. She called me over and slapped me hard, the impact forcing me to the ground.
"Where were you? Spending time with useless boys, weren't you?" she sneered. "Well, get ready for the worst because I'm sending you somewhere where you'll live a life far worse than this."
A chill ran down my spine as her words echoed in my mind. I ran to my room, locked the door, and curled up on the floor, tears streaming down my face.
