My Stupid Love Story

Part 1: Bully

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I tuned into the sound of my sneakers tapping softly on the white marble floors of the school hallway as I walked.

It was an average day like any other and it was quiet, only the ambience of students conversations about their weekends flooding my ears.

I pivoted my feet towards my locker door and started spinning the middle dial to put in the combination.

When I heard the click signaling it was unlocked I pulled the small lock away and opened the door.

As usual I took out some things like gym clothes and shoes to hide inside the door and put the notebooks for my next class inside my bag.

When I closed the locker door I caught sight of a female face that was hiding behind it, causing me to flinch and gasp.

"Oh.. it's just you.." I say quietly, kind of embarrassed by my own reaction. "Just me? Wow Jimin, I'm hurt." This girls name was Rosé. She was an energetic and very beautiful girl. Her long, light brown hair came down to her waist, which was tiny, giving her a nice frame.

Today she was wearing a very slim fitted pink and black shirt with no sleeves that was tucked into her jean shorts that seemed way too short.

The only thing covering her upper body was a small jean jacket that had one of the shoulders slipped down to reveal her collar bone.

I raised a single eyebrow and my eyes moved down to her shoes. They where black high heeled boots that almost came up to her knees. Even her stance radiated feminine sex appeal with her left hip pocked out and her arms crossed up high to push up her cleavage.

I looked back up to her face, still with the same look in my eyes. "You're too obvious. Maybe you should take a picture, it'll last longer~" she said with a sly wink.

She was the girl every guy here wanted, including me. She had a seemingly perfect face with innocent eyes, fluttery eyelashes, puckered lips and pale skin tone.

"Rosé.. what the hell are you wearing?" I asked back as I turned to put the lock back on my locker. "Clothes?" She spat back with sarcasm.

"No I mean.. why are you dressed like a hooker?" I asked with a small smirk as I turned my body to face her. Her mouth literally dropped and her ears began turning red already in anger as she leaned over close to me.

As if I couldn't see enough cleavage, it looked like her boobs where literally about to pop out of her shirt.

I squinted my eyes and moved away a little, trying not to look. "Well at least I don't look like garbage like most of the girls here!" She said with anger obviously being thrown like daggers at my face.

I closed my eyes and backed away with my hands in the air as a peace offering gesture. "Yeah yeah, but could you get your boobs out of my face?" When I opened my eyes I saw her eyes trail down to her cleavage and her cheeks turned pink slightly.

She changed her stance immediately, standing straight up and moving her hands to fall at her sides. I laughed at her ridiculousness and she huffed, rolling her eyes.

That was until she caught sight of someone walking by. When I turned I wasn't surprised to see none other than "Min Yoongi".

He's kind of known as a delinquent or a punk here. He actually owns a gang and the teachers are too afraid of him to get him in any trouble. I sighed in annoyance at him.

You could tell he didn't like listening to rules. His hair was died blonde and he had 5 piercings in each ear.

He wore the same coat everyday even when it was too hot, or too cold for that kind of coat. It had the design of a skull on the back with flowers behind it. The gang symbol.

As he walked he played around with a small switch blade, spinning it around without even looking.

He always wore dark and heavy boots that made a clunky sound every time he took a step, as if warning you that he was coming.

I could see the small tattoo that was on his collarbone, it said "never mind". I never really understood what that meant or stood for other than the fact that he seems to say it a lot.

I slightly flinched when his cold and absent eyes trailed to me and his hands stopped spinning the knife.

When he started to walk over, Rosé began "fixing herself up". Putting her hair in the place she thinks is the most attractive and making an innocent face, in hopes of him noticing her.

I never understood that either. I mean.. I didn't understand most things about him but the girls would practically throw themselves at him, in hopes that they would be his lucky next concubine.

I guess that's because girls like sensitive bad boys. However I've never seen him get sensitive before. He walked closer and in a fast and swift move, he stabbed the small knife into my locker door, right next to my face.

My breath hitched and I blinked hard, very startled by what just happened. He chuckled in a dark and low voice, sounding very pleased with my reaction as me moved his face closer "Hmm.. what is it? Cat got your tongue shorty?" I didn't respond, I only gulped a little and glared at him with my eyes.

"Why don't you leave me the hell alone." He smirked widely and grabbed my jaw in his hand, pulling me to look up at him.

He really was strong.. and I could feel the bandages he always wore, scratching the bottom of my chin "so. You think you're a tough guy now huh?" He started, leaning away from me

"Yeah.. like that would ever happen.." before leaving.