Soulmate AU were you see your soulmate in your dreams. Only if you come into contact with them, but the more you come in contact with your soulmate, more of your soulmate is revealed. If you make an intimate move with your soulmate before or after f...
CHARACTER EDITION: Jackson Wang: Age: 23 (Junior) Family relation: lives alone, parents oblivious to actions School relation: player, bully, jerk, alpha, hookup Major: music theory Appearance: sometimes white sometimes silver hair, sleeveless shirt if any, leather jackets if covered, ripped jeans, piercings, rings Sexuality: straight Secret: the girl he loved dumped him after he bought her everything once she was caught cheating for the fifteenth time
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Yoongi's POV:
My alarm was annoying me out of my sleep. But I got up with the prospect of seeing Jimin today.
What I did not want to happen was opening my locker and a slip of paper fluttering to the floor. I felt my breath being knocked out when I saw the picture on it.
"Oh good morning, Yoongi," I heard the person I hated most in the school say behind me.
I turned to face him, and I'm going to admit that I was a little intimidated by his height, but not with the anger filling my veins.
"Did you do this?" I hissed, holding up the picture which I wadded up into a ball.
"Why did you ruin it? Oh well, I have plenty so I don't have to worry about one picture."
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because someone seems a little attached," he sang. "Please tell me that I am wrong."
"Why are you doing this?" I asked again through gritted teeth.
His hand slammed my locker shut behind me.
"I think you're forgetting something, Min. You're not the alpha when I'm here. Maybe on the basketball team, to with me? Hell no. So I ask again. And I expect a good answer which I should've heard the first time. What is going on between you and Jimin?"
I looked away. I couldn't say the truth, he'd hurt Jimin. So I bit my lip and prepared my lie. "Nothing," I said as plainly as I could.
"And why is that?"
"Because its only a way to get off."
"What was that?"
"Because it's only for a fuck. Nothing else is there."
"Good boy," he smirked. He began walking around the corner and must've run into somebody. What he said to the person made me want to throw up. "Hey, watch it—oh, hey Jimin."
Not believing my ears, I ran out to where I could see and saw him. Pink hair, blue turtle neck, and pale shorts that stopped at his knees. I would've went to pinch his cheeks for how cute he looked if it wasn't for the tears in his eyes and the broken expression on his face. When I went to go touch him, the tears began falling, his lip disappearing between his pearly teeth.
