After class, everything was going great until lunch came around. I was walking to an empty table to just sit down and think about my future and present life. How I want them to be completely different, have a way better life than now. Ever since my brothers found out I was gay, they tortured me every day. Creating new bruises on me while I scream for them to stop. Mom and dad never saves me. They just yell from the living/dining room 'Stop playing so much before you boys break something'. That only makes them quiet down but, they still hurt me. I started to tear up at the thought of me having to go home at the end of school until 3 people slammed their things on the table
"Who are you and why are you at our table?" I looked up and it was the same guy that slammed that other guy's head onto a locker. I forgot his name but I stared in shock at him. He asked me a question but I didn't answer, I could tell I was only making him angrier.
"Chill dude, This is the new guy" I turned my head slightly to see the guy that helped me find my history class earlier.
"I don't give a fuck. Move away before I murder you" he said coming close to my face. I was so scared, My mind said to run but, my legs didn't move
"Yoongi, stop. He's scared" I didn't look to see who said that but it was a female. That's his name, I remember now
"Chill bro, he's new he didn't know. Hey new kid, is it alright if you just move to a different seat? My friend here doesn't like new people very well" I turned slightly towards that other guy again, he was smiling at me.
"I-I...I didn-didn't know. I jus-just don-t know wh-where to-to sit." I shuddered on the verge of crying
"Oh, my gooodddd!!! Just move already!" That guy named Yoongi fussed out
I quickly got up and grabbed my things. As I was doing so, the guy that helped me earlier pulled on my arm. I looked in fear at him and he looked at my arm with a curious look. He pulled my long sleeve up slightly and saw a dark red mark. his eyes widened and I yanked my arm back looking at all 3 of them with a sadden look. I finally looked at the girl and noticed she's that same girl who stopped Yoongi.
"S-sorry" I quickly walked away but then started running out the cafe room. I ran into the bathroom and into a stall. I sat on the toilet and started crying. After a few seconds went by, someone walked into the bathroom so I tried to be as quiet as possible. I was still sniffling.
"Hello? Someone there?" someone called out
"n-no"
"come out," he said. I slowly opened the door and peeked my head out.
"Are you ok?" the guy got closer to me and pulled me out the stall
"I'm fine, just leave me alone," I said looking down
"Tell me what's wrong. I can fix it" he said with a smile
"It's a mean bully. Earlier, I saw him slam a guy's head onto a locker over money. Now, I accidentally sat at his and his friend's table and he yelled at me. I don't want him to hurt me..." I said tearing up again
"....Yoongi? Min Yoongi?" the guy questioned
"Yes! him!"
"hahaha follow me" he laughed and walked towards the door. I was hesitant to follow him but, I did. We walked to the cafeteria and walked towards Yoongi and his friends' table
"No, please! Don't take me there" I pulled on the guy's arm
"Follow me" He only said as he dragged me with him
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[YOONMIN FF] CROSSFIRE
FanficPark Jimin, A nice, soft, innocent, fragile, new student who is abused and bullied by his brothers. Min Yoongi, A bully with personal problems himself. His group of friends, EunJa, Jung Hoseok, Kim Namjoon, and Kim Taehyung, is all he has left to ke...