The Teacher [Min Yoongi FF]

WHY?!

They walked out of the bathroom, leaving me crying in the floor.

Jimins POV.

I heard some people talking about Y/N.

"Hey boy."

"Hey...?"

I answered the girl that walked up to me.

"What you up to??"

"Waiting for someone? Why are you talking to me??"

"Because you're cute." She winked a nd bit her lip.

"Ew. Don't. And is that what you say and do to other boys? Try to seduct them??? Disgusting."

She looked at me with wide eyes, shocked at my outburst.

I got up and left.

As I was passing by the bathrooms, I heard a scream.

I know that scream! It's the same scream I heard when our parents crashed.

I ran into the girls bathroom, to find Y/N sitting on the floor, crying.

"Y/N?!"

She looked back at me, quickly getting up on her feet.

She hid something behind her back.

"What a-are you doing in the g-girls' bathroom?!"

"What are you hiding behind your back and why are you crying? Answer that."

She averted her eyes to the floor.

"I'm not..."

"Yes you are! Y/N! Tell me what's going on! Talk to me for once! I want everything to be like it used to! When you'd come to me with your problems! When I would help you! Just please be that girl again! Please..."

By the time I finished, I was the one crying.

"I can't... I'm sorry..."

She walked out, making sure I couldn't see what was behind her.

Y/N POV.

I walked out of school, carefully carrying the shards of glass.

I can't believe her!

I know she hates me, it she didn't have to go that far!

I got to the house, but I couldn't figure out how to open the door.

That's when I realized that Jungkook has his day off today.

I rang the doorbell.

In a few minutes, the door opened. What caught me by surprise was Woozi. He was smiling at me.

I know that smile.

"Don't jump on me! I have something very dangerous in my hands and I need to fix it!"

His smile faded, as his eyes trailed to my hands.

A look of confusion filled his features, along with him tilting his head.

"Don't ask, just let me in..."

He nodded and held the door open wide for me to slip through.

I quickly walked to my room, setting the glass on my desk.

Then I shut my door and cried.