All I Need [m.y.g//k.n.j]

Thirteen

BTS - OUTRO : TEAR

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There were probably around five girls there, three others cornered the boy as the other two, just sat back enjoying the so called play they are watching right now.

"Your glasses are ugly.", one of them gags, taking it away from the boy and didnt hesitate to throw in on the ground and stomp on it to pieces.

"Please...", the boy begs lowly.

"Please what hmm?"

Namjoon..help..

He timidly shook his head, he doesnt know what to say.

"You are actually good looking without damn glasses.", one of them chuckles, grabbing his jaws tightly.

She stood close with her lips ghosting over the boy's lip,making him backing away but only to have his back against the wall. There was no escape.

If he does, those girls will beat him up.

"I dont know why I think I can just dominate you since youre so submissive.", she mocks.

The other girls laughs out loud,the boy felt smaller than ever. They easily took away his pride and dignity as a man, but he just doesnt know how to fight back.

He was just so scared.

"Aww Min Yoongi.", the girl with long black hair coos, puffing the smoke from the cigarette she had on Yoongi's face. "Are you just gonna let us do this to you? Are you really that timid? Scared of  girls like us?"

Yoongi recognized her, goes by the name of Yuna. She would hang out with Namjoon sometimes. Namjoon also had told him that Yuna is his childhood friend, and she's a year younger. But she was really bold despite that.

"You really think, ", she hisses, "Youre suitable to be friends with Namjoon?" she smirks.

"No youre not.", she whispers on his ear with venomous words. Catching Yoongi off guard as he gasp when she grabs his croth, in a painful way.

"Stop..."

"Hmm? Cant hear you nerd boy. "

Her other friends laughs as she did so. Yuna then backs away from Yoongi, whos in the verge of tears.

"Do whatever ya' girls want with him.",she commands before she laid back while lighting up another cigarette.

They didnt waste time to corner Yoongi against the wall again. And how Yoongi wished he could stop them doing so. Maybe some beating he wouldnt mind,he can still take that much but they were also sexually harrassing him.

He wanted to run away. He felt dirty. Ruined.

Disgust with himself.

Upon realization he cant. Because he's weak.

Im so weak...

Laughter upon laughter. Beating upon beating. Harassment upon harassment with his never ending pleads and tears staining his face, mixing with slight blood.

After feeding their satisfaction, they just left him there at the rooftop. Limbless, with his school unifrom torn off in all the wrong places.

Tears makes his eyes blurry, the excluded and broken glasses makes it even more harder to look forward.

The bright sun seems to glimmer to his eyes, the blue sky seems to be getting dark in his eyes and soon darkness took him over.

He fell and laid on the dirtied floor, and nobody actually knows where he had gone to.