yoongi pov
i walked into the bathrooms to do... what you do in a bathroom, when i heard a boy rush in. i didn't think much of it until the boy slammed the stall door and exploded into sobs and crying.
me, not knowing who it was, left my stall and washed my hands, then knocked on the door to this whimpering boy. but, when he heard me speak, he went completely quiet. "you okay in there?" i asked softly.
when i got no response, i spoke again. "here open the door let me help." his breathing quickened as he opened the door. what i saw was heartbreaking.
jimin, the boy i had encountered earlier, who i had also secretly been crushing on while standing on the sidelines, was puffy eyed with red, tear stained cheeks. he looked miserable.
i immediately felt so bad for him, who did this? i need to know so i can beat the shit out of them.
"uh jimin right? my name is yoongi, we met earlier. what happened?" i asked in the kindest voice that i could. he looked up at me with the saddest eyes ever, like a puppy's. he made me so soft, i swear.
i held his hand and pulled him into a hug, trying my best to comfort my poor baby- i mean- the poor boy. "here jimin just calm down and breathe."
he listened to me, being very submissive, and i asked. "now, what happened?"
after a few seconds he responded. "that bitch hyuna called me a fatass in front of her dumb friends and im humiliated again!" he said as he began to tear up once more. "again?" i said, wondering how someone could do that to such a sweet kid. "hyuna", or whatever, was so dead. i was also surprised that, little baby mochi jimin, had sworn.
bad boy.
"she does it every day y-yoongi... even at the c-café where i work. she ruins my l-l-life."
that sentence made me so heartbroken. i held him close, also handing him a tissue to wipe his tears. "here let's get you to the nurse. i'll tell her you threw up."
he obeyed and i led him into the office.
