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Geez what's his problem? I think to myself. I just don't worry about it and start to walk home. I heard footsteps behind me, I'm not quite sure if they're following me so I sped up my pace and just by surprise, their footsteps sped up too. I turn around to see who it is

"Yeri?" I ask
"Hi whore, miss me?" She says
I look at my (ex) bestfriend face, tears welling up
"Why did you do that to me?" I ask, trying not to cry
"Well, A spoilt little bitch like you doesn't deserve us, plus you might kill our parents as well." She said.
"You slut!" I said
I soon felt a stinging pain against my cheek
She slapped me

I ran towards her and started punching her, she started screaming, I got about 3 good punches in before I was pulled away by a big pair of hands, hands that are so familiar, that use to be warm to the touch, but now nothing but cold.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING TO MY GIRLFRIEND?!" Bambam asks.
"O-oppa, I was *sobs* just being nice *sobs* then she started attacking me" yeri says cuddling up to bambam, it makes me sick.

"What the fuck? That's not the truth!" I say as bambam gets madder by the second and starts walking closer. He raised his fist and started punching me, hard.

I try my hardest to push him off but he's too strong, so instead I just stand there, getting punched repeatedly. When someone saw this happening he stopped punching, grab yeri and ran away.
"Tsk c-cowards" I say as I struggle to speak. The guy who saw runs over
"Are you okay?!" The stranger asks
"D-does it look like it?" I try for respond.
"Oh my god, sorry! I'll call an ambulance" he says taking out his phone.
"No, it's fine, j-just could you t-take me to m-my apartment?" I question
"Yeah of course, my car is over there" he points to a black car.

He helps me up and walks me over to his car. He helps me in and he starts the car.
Then he opens the glovebox to get some tissues for me to hold up to the bleeding.
"Oh I'm Namjoon by the way" he says and gives a reassuring smile, letting dimples show.
"I'm Y-Y/N"
"Okay Y/N, everything will be okay, I'll take you home alright?" He says driving off
"O-okay" I say and rest my head on the window

We arrive to my apartment and he walks me up.
"Are you sure you're okay? I can help you clean up yourself if you like."
"It's fine" I say and try to smile.
"Okay! Oh well, here's my number if you need anything, don't be scared to call" he handed me a little piece of paper, with his number on it.
"Do you just keep this in your pocket?" I ask
"Uh basically yeah" he laughs a little and so do I.
"Okay well thank you so much for driving me home" I say
"No problem, nice meeting you!" He says and starts to walk away
"You too" I reply.

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