❛ My Perfect Hyung ❜ - JinKook ✔️

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Jungkook blinked, he looked up at the board.

The whole world had disappeared from around him, he couldn't hear nor see anything anymore.

His tender heart had began jamming profusely against his chest. His stomach turned crazily inside him.

Once again, Jungkook looked at his phone. This time, a whimper escaped his mouth. He threw his index finger up, scrambling to his feet.

His eyes was glued to the floor as he clutched his phone tightly in his other hand clamped by his thigh.

"Yes, Jungkook?" The teacher turned to him with a brow raised.

"C-can I be excused?" He croaked.

"Yes, you-"

Jungkook dashed out of the classroom, through the hallway and to the toilet.

He stumbled into the last stall and collapsed to the floor not bothering with the pee trails by his side.

"Oh, God, no. Oh, God, no. Oh, God, no," He cried for what he had read to be wrong. He prayed that his eyes had developed a problem and he had not seen well.

Tears poured from his heart as he read the post.

He's a student in the 3rd year. He's tall, maybe good looking. He's a faggot, who loves slurping on the yeast infected dick of a 'charming playboy' in his class. He says he's petrified of sex, but didn't he get banged in the bathroom stall by that pretentious, cheating nerd in his class. He's constantly off and on with that short satanist in his grade too. What a lying slut!! Yet he acts like he's better than everyone, like a saint but inside he's just a rotten can of worms. Can you believe it?

Anyways, guess who the student is. His initials are J.JK. Use your head it's not that hard ;) And you're welcome, now you know the snake in your midst.

"Oh, my God," Jungkook sobbed sliding his full body to the floor.

His eyes felt heavy.

"This can't be happening to me."

Jungkook felt like he was in a dream. Like, he just had to do something to jolt himself back to reality.

"Who's doing this to me? Who's doing this to me?"

Jungkook tugged at his locs as he got to his feet. He felt his bladder fill up.

His hands fisted his hair, as his shut his eyes tight, biting hard on his lip.

If the ground could open up, he would fall right in and never come back up.

Realization hit him like little drops of water. Coming at him one at a time.

"My mother is going to kill me," Jungkook flailed his hands in the air helplessly.

His heart raced speedily like a race car driver. It banged against his chest like an angry thug fisting against the gates of his debtor.

He brought his phone to his face one more time, heaving and heaving.

The post had been made exactly 15 minutes ago, while class had been in session.

Jungkook cried out his heart. He couldn't imagine what reason anyone had to hurt him that way. His heart had broken apart and he felt betrayed.

The post had been made by someone who knew him. Someone he had confided in. Besides Jin, the only people who knew about his relationships and his fear of sex, were those he had been in the relationship with; Taehyung, Yoongi and Jimin.