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To Kim Taehyung, it had been a beautiful morning. 

He had watched the sun rise and stood in awe at the exotic colours that painted the cloudy canvas.

To him this was nothing but a daily occurence, yet each time it felt as if it were the first.

Taehyung had what people called an artistic soul. He wandered in search for beauty and indulged in creating it. 

He felt emotions from nothing, and nothing from something.

Kim Taehyung was like a book, unpredictable when predicted and predictable when unpredicted. 

He was in search for something, that even he did not understand. 

Kim Taehyung felt lost.

He felt so small compared to the universe. So unworthy. But here he was.

If anything Taehyung just wanted to lock himself up in his room and explore the boundaries of his artistic talent. 

Yet it seemed that the universe was not in favour of him today.

Because if it were, then he would not be seated in front of his principal getting an earful of why him and the bastard next to him, were going to have to grow up.

***

K.TH.

"Do you two not understand anything! This is the hundredth time I have had to drag you off of one another.  School is for studying not to flipping claw one another's eyes out!"

The pretty brunette  was aggravated, Taehyung could tell. 

Maybe it was from the yelling or the vein on her neck that looked like it was ready to burst.

But either way, he knew he had to lay low. This was easier done than said.

Taehyung was a natural when it came to being pampered. It wasn't hard considering he was quite submissive when in trouble.

Avoiding any eye contact, he began to nervously fidget with the hem of his shirt. His light locks fell over his eyes and his teeth began to bite his lower lip in anxiety.

He hated getting yelled at, it made him feel awful. But somehow he always managed to end up right in the centre of an angry lecture.

This was all Jeon Jungkook's fault.

If only that bastard hadn't looked at him.

If only that bastard hadn't made such a snarky comment.

If only that bastard had gone mute, deaf and blind.

If only-

"Mr. Kim, are you listening?" snapped Hyuna.

"Y-yes Ms. kim" Came his stuttered response, he wasn't ready.

Gazing from his peripheral view Taehyung scowled upon seeing the disgusting smirk that he grew to despise.

He felt sick.

"It's Hyuna, and stop glaring at Jungkook! I can't have my students going to jail just yet."

A snort came from the right, causing the latter to peer through his eyes continuing to glare at the elder.

 If only looks could kill. Jeon Jungkook would've been a million feet underground by now. 

"Now for the last time, you little assholes. I cannot have you disturbing the peace in my school. Fight one more time, and I won't hesitate to have you both chained to one another for a month." Hyuna declared her threat, when noticing the boys in front of her practically planning one another's murder.

At the mention of her words, Taehyung visibly shivered and Jungkook sat up a little straighter.

As if on cue, both bowed their heads and exclaimed a 'sorry'.

Being a principal was fun, thought Hyuna.

"Okay, good now run along lunch is starting."

Without having to be told twice, Taehyung rushed out the door.

He didn't make it far though, as the little bitch behind him 'accidently' assisted in him tripping.

***

"Are you okay TaeTae?" Came a soft whisper from beside Tae.  Looking over his shoulder, he saw his little cutie, staring up at him with a small frown and worried eyes.

"yes, I'm okay Yooni." he replied giving him his reserved boxy smile.

"That's good, I was really scared for you. You know."

Continuing to smile, Taehyung ruffled up his hair. 

"It's okay Yooni, don't worry yourself, alright?"

Looking up at the latter for a bit longer, as if searching for something. Yoongi leant in and rested his head upon his awaiting shoulder.

" Alright."

"Well, if it isn't the faggots." came an obnoxious voice.

Looking up as if in trying to locate a god, so he could give him a good piece of his mind, Taehyung mentally and physically sighed.

Why the fuck did he have to have all the fucking bitches against him?


***

A/N 

I feel ya Tae, I feel ya

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02/02/19  

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