SUGA X DEPRESSED EMO GIRL Be my knight in shining armor

Sadness and tragedies

Harley's pov:
'*Sigh* Another day at school. Yaaaay. NOT!!!'. I thought to myself. I took a shower and put on my My chemical Romance three cheers for sweet revenge shirt some black ripped skinny jeans and black and white high top converses. I put on my piercings and gauges. I brushed my teeth. I grabbed my bag and went downstairs. My mom was in the kitchen cooking breakfast." Hey sweetie. Are you hungry?" I shook my head no and hugged my mom. "Tell dad I said love him." I sighed. I grabbed my electric blue guitar and put in my earphones and blasted My chemical Romance ' I'm not okay' I went inside the school. I saw Britney and her dumb puppets squealing." Did you know that there are going to be 7 hot new guys coming to this school?" I cringed. I almost gaged. I went to Language arts class. I sat in the very back. The teacher came in." Okay class we have 7 new students so I want you to behave." Then I saw the new students come in. The girls started squealing and popping their chests out to show their cleavages. I choked on air. I groaned and hit my head on my desk. I hate these fucking blond and brunette fake plastic barbies. " Boys may you introduce yourselves to the class?"
" I'm Namjoon."
" I'm Suga."
" I'm Jungkook."
" I'm Jimin."
" I'm Jin."
" I'm Taehyung."
" And I'm your angel, your hope, I'm J-Hope." IT'S MY FAVORITE BAND BTS. I smiled a little but then it faded. They might just bully me to. I deserve it anyways.
The girls started squealing and whispering. I kept my head on my desk. The teacher then said something that made my feel more uncomfortable. " Well you boys can sit beside Harley. Harley please raise your hand." I slowly looked up and raised my hand. I saw the girls give me death glares. I sunk in my seat. I growled. The boys then sat beside me. They smiled at me and waved. I waved but didn't smile. The teacher didn't care what we do so I decided to sketch. I sketched all of the album covers for My Chemical Romance including the members.   The boys looked at what I drew. They looked at it in awe. I then drew a picture of a girl in a corner surrounded by hurtful words.
I let a tear fall down my cheek. The boys saw my picture. They frowned. They looked at me with saddened eyes. I left to go the music room. The teacher let's me go. I grabbed my guitar and plugged it into the amp. I started to play the light behind your eyes by My Chemical Romance.

I put so much passion into the song. I cried while playing. When the beat dropped I fell to my knees and cried while playing. I then started to play Helena and Welcome to the black parade. I started to headbang. I cried.
(read the bold words and you'll get it) I love myself. I wanna live. I don't wanna die. That's a lie. I hate myself. I deserve to die. I'm hopeless. I'm a waste of space. Little did I know BTS was watching me.
Jungkook's  pov:
We went to follow Harley. She went in the music room. She was then playing some unknown songs. She put a lot of passion into that song. She was singing. Her voice was beautiful. When the beat dropped she dropped to her knees and cried while playing. She was different from the other students. She had jet black hair with a bang covering both her eyes. Her eyes were lavender. The other students were not the same. The girls are just a bunch of thirsty bitches who probably fucked at least every boy in this school. When we got into the class they was squealing and shooting us flirtatious looks that made me and the boys uncomfortable. The boys they just... I can't even explain. When Harley cried my heart sunken
" She can play and sing pretty good but something's wrong with her. We should help her." Namjoon said. When she finished she started to play another song. The second song she was going crazy. She played the guitar behind her back, she twisted the guitar around her neck. Her eyes were were red and black. Makeup. When she was done we clapped. She looked at us in shock.
Harley's pov:
I looked to see bts clapping. I was shocked. Was I that good? I then looked down. Yoongi came up to me. "Are you ok Harley. You've been crying?" I faked a smile. " I'm fine. Perfectly fine. I just.... cry over emotional music that's all. Yeah. Ok I gotta go. I was nice talking to you uh bye." I ran into art class. I started to sketch black veil bride's album 'the wretched and divine.'
Yoongi's pov:
"Ok we all know that was lie. She is not fine. I mean the pictures she drew is sad and depressing. That picture of that girl in the corner surrounded by those terrible words actually brought tears to my eyes. That girl is broken. We need to help."
I went to where she went which was the art room. She was blasting some song.