marry her;

introduction

"Please! Leave me alone! Arrgh!"

"Haha, shut up dork!"

Davis, the bully, who was an absolute idiot, grabbed a boys hair, throwing him onto the wet grass.

That boy was a small, timid boy named Jeon Jungkook. Mostly known as "Pretty boy" by the guys and "Girlie" by the girls at our high school. He was called that by his feminine looks and was always bullied for it. After school, the bullies would give him a 4 o'clock beating and all anyone could do was watch. No one would stand up for him anyway. Yet.. I never saw him the way he was teased to be.

On this day, March of 2014, he had enough. Jeon finally stood up to the bullies and asked Davis for a one on one fight to the death. That's what led him up too his current position.

And I couldn't stand it anymore either.

"Ready to die punk?!"
Davis punched his fist into his palm repeatedly, licking his lips to finally end "pretty boy" once in for all. Jeon stared at him with total fear. The eyes of his killer had shown no mercy for the timid male. Jeon wasn't going to live the life he dreamed to live. His dreams of an athlete of some kind were over.

Everyone took out their phones, laughing and taunting Jeon.

"Please! Please!" He pleaded, no one listening.

"Mari, come quick!"

My best friend, Saki, ran up too me, breathing heavily. No introductions now, this was a serious situation.

I was reading a book under the only cherry tree on school grounds. It was my favorite spot to spend during lunch and was always the best for some quiet time.

I looked up, looking back down and turning the page. "What is it Cherry?" I sighed.

"The gay guy, you know- uhhh-"

I shut my book, huffing. It really annoyed me when everyone called him that, especially from my own best friend.

"Saki! He has a name! It's Jeon.. It's Jeon Jungkook. ." I blushed slightly, shaking it off. "Don't ca-"

She cut me off, grabbing my hand and pulling me up.

"Hey what's your-"

"Look Jungkook challenged Davis into a fist fight and he is totally going to get killed! Hurry up!"

Fist fight? Killed? WHAT?

I didn't have time to process any of it! I ran past Saki, who raised an eyebrow but followed me after 2 seconds had passed.

I saw the crowd, seeing everyone cheering on Davis. Jungkook was about to get the beating of his lifetime. I pushed through the crowd, trying to go as fast as my small feet could take me.

"Hey you getting this on camera JC?"

I finally reached the front, pushing Davis as hard as I could. I didn't really do damage, my strength only shoved him a few steps back. He raised his eyebrows, scoffing.

"Woah!" He laughed, taking a closer look at me. I furrowed my brows, scrunching up my nose as I huffed. "Wow, Marinette? Don't you like to read books dork?! What do you want weirdo don't you see I'm busy!?"

"Stop leave him alone! He doesn't deserve any of your shit anymore Davis!"

Davis whistled. "Please, he deserves every inch of it bookworm. Maybe you both do. Now get out of my way before I hurt him even worse. Maybe even you Mari."

"No." I said confidentially. Which was a very scary thing to do.. considering Davis was 6'1 and I was only 5'5.. I couldn't let him touch Jungkook!

I stood my ground, crossing my arms.

Davis growled. "Move bitch!" He grabbed me, pushing me roughly to the ground. Everyone gasped, stepping back.

I coughed, looking up to see Davis holding the collar of Jungkooks long sleeve. No, I couldn't let things end like this. I may be short, I may be a girl, but I couldn't let Davis hurt this boy anymore!

I got up, grabbing a rock that was coincidentally placed next to me and threw it at him. It hit him perfectly in the head, hey I'm good at throwing.

He dropped Jungkook, comforting his head and shooting his attention towards me now.

"When will you ever learn to not interfere you bitch?!" He growled, walking towards me. I held my breath, scooting myself back. I closed my eyes, ready to recieve a punch, kick, threat.. something? All I heard was a thud and people mumbling.

I opened my eyes too see Davis knocked out cold. Jungkook looked down at me. His warm brown eyes giving off such a vibe I couldn't explain. He grabbed my hand, picking me back up.

I blushed pink, avoiding eye contact.

"Thank you." He whispered. "So much.. Marinette." He flicked my forehead, giving me a smile and pushing through the silenced crowd. I touched my forehead, watching him leave.

He was never seen since then. And to this day I still think about that one day I saved a boy's life. I always wonder while looking at the stars.. where is he know? will i ever see him again?

who knows,

only she will tell.

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hello everyone, this is a side project I'll be working on aside the imagine.

lot's of love, vero ♡

~ JHOPESWORRLD

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