Y'all are mad (BTS yandere oneshots)

Namjoon

    Being the top of the class was hard. Especially when you got an ass called Kim Namjoon. He always gets ahead of me by one point. ONE POINT! LIKE MOTHERFUCKER ALVOSJSNOV! I work so hard and he didn't even study. Because mister 'I got an IQ of 148' doesn't need to study. He can go partying all he wants, while I have to stay in my room studying.

   "WHYYY????? I STUDIED HARD" cried in my room. It was the middle of the night. My parents went on a vacation, so it was okay for me to scream...and cry....about my grade. Man I really need a life. WAIT NO I DO HAVE A LIFE. IM GONNA BE RICH AND SUCCESSFUL WHEN I GROW UP. CAUSE ALL THOSE DAMN GOOD GRADES ARE GONNA GET ME HIGH ASS PAYING JOB! I cracked up laughing. All of those days, all those sleepless nights. Yet I'am still second place. Always behind Namjoon. After me being a crackhead for about an hour I went back to sleep.

                     ———— Time Skip ————

   I was walking down the hallway. Kids were chattering, laughing, the sun was shining through the windows. But am I not happy? Oh yeah, because that son of a bitch took first place, instead of me. Speak of the devil, he's walking right towards me. Like what the fuck does he want from me?

   "Hey (Y/N), do you want to study after school?" He asked. Did the king of devils just ask me that? There is something weird about this. I don't fucking trust him.

   "Fuck no" I said trying not to explode on him. He has something up in his sleeves. Fuck he's wearing short sleeves. Well, he's up to something, that's all I know.

   "Whyyyyyy? I thought we were friends (Y/N)."He whined. But when he said my name, something was off about it. He must be sooooooo smart that he knows how to make someone shake just by talking.

   "Look you aren't the boss of me. Okay? If I don't want to hang out with you, then I don't have to."

   "Aren't is not a word (Y/N). Is that why your grade is low? What a shame. I thought were smarter than this (Y/N). If your going to try to surpass me, at least have proper grammar." (A/N: When I wrote this I stopped. Then I realized, if I made a grammar mistake on this. None of you guys would let me live.)

   "Unlike you, I'm not a fucking robot. I'm a human that makes fucking mistakes. And aren't is a word. Also what are you talking about? Surpassing? Bitch I already surpassed you." My blood was boiling so much, that words spat out. Half of what I was saying, didn't even make any sense. "Unlike you I wasn't born special. I don't have an IQ of 148. I studied my way up here. My brain is average. While YOU always party, I'm always studying. In the end, Kim Namjoon, I already surpassed you." I looked at him, he stood there staring at me in a monotone face. He looked dead for a reason. I started walking backwards and then walked away.

                     ———— Time Skip ————

   I opened my locker to get my backpack, since it was the end of the day. I was actually happy to go back home. I don't have to see that Namotherfuckingjoon until tomorrow. When I closed my locker I felt someone grabbing my wrist. Please lord oh pleeeeeaaaassssseeeeee let it not be Namotherfuckingjoon. I turned around to see who it was. Fuck it was him.

   "Namjoon let go now" I said as a struggle. WTF HE'S STRONG.

   "Look (Y/N) your coming with me, like it or not." He said as he dragged me out of the school. I stopped struggling since it was useless. I just want to see where he is going to take me. It turns out Namotherfuckingjoon took me to an ally.

   "What are we going to do in Her-" a dark abyss me surrounded me. THAT MOTHERFUCKER KNOCKED ME OUT. OML HOW DARE HE. OHOHO NO ONE MESSES WITH (Y/N)!