Stigma {Kim Taehyung FF}✔

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"Y/N! Baby, are you okay? Oh your poor head, does it hurt? Here, mommy will kiss it!" Your mother gushed, as soon as she entered the office.

She rushed over, as you pouted and nodded, affirming your need for kisses. She lightly kissed the damage on your head, and hugged you snugly, "What happened, honey?" She asked softly.

The older woman knew you would never start a fight, nor would you include yourself in one, unless someone upset you greatly, you were too pure to be violent. The woman glared at the girl sitting next to you.

"What did you do to my daughter?" She asked sternly. Sana slid down in her seat at the women's stern tone. She knew she was in deep.

Sana didn't mean to get so possessive when it came to her Namjoonie, but she just got so jealous sometimes, even if that fine piece of brain didn't like her the same way.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. I admit I got out of hand, but I hadn't realized her motives towards my boyfri-" The headmaster glared, "-my crush, and I got jealous."

Sana turned towards you, "I'm sorry for pushing you. I deserved getting my extensions pulled. And I'm sorry you almost knocked yourself out because of me. If you want I'll slam my head off the headmaster's desk right now."

"Sana! Really?" The headmaster scoffed. You, however, found it quite funny, and began to giggle, causing Sana to smile. "I forgive you, Sana. Plus, I can understand why you got mad."

Sana smiled wider, "Thank you!" Just at that moment, the door opened again, making everyone look over. Standing there was a man, dressed as a clown.

"Minatozaki Sana!" The clown yelled, clenching his fist around a horn, making it squeal loudly. You jumped and covered your ears, your head hammering in pain. Your mother rubbed your cheek in sympathy.

"Dad! Please tell me I'm imagining this. Please tell me you didnt come here dressed like that." You looked at Sana, "Does your dad work in the circus?" You asked, curious.

She shook her head, "He's an accountant."

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Later, you found yourself sitting in your room, scrolling through Sana's dad's Instagram page. Apparently, he was an accountant, but like to take aesthetic pictures in clown costumes in his free time.

Aclowntant

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Counting money is boring. I'd rather be honking horns and squirting people.

You giggled at the picture and exited the profile, suddenly, a notification popped up.

K.t.h.95 liked your photo!

You smiled widely, and clicked to see what picture he liked, and saw it was one from a while ago. You smiled and went back to click his name, but the notification was gone. "Huh?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, but clicked the search button. Thankfully hisnusername was easy. You typed it in, and found his profile, clicking follow. You began to scroll down his page, and saw a picture that made you blush.

K.t.h.95

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I'm not a bad person baby, you're just ignorant.

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You blushed madly. He's so cute. You giggled and liked the photo, before tossing your phone to the side, and laying down after seeing how late it was.

As you laid down, you could help but be thankful that the pain in you head dulled greatly with the help of pain killers, and you'd be able to return to school tomorrow.

And see TaeTae.

You turned on your side, and snuggled into your blankets smiling contentedly as the soft furry blanket caressed your face lightly. You had a weak spot for things that were soft. If you noticed something looked soft, the want to touch it became overwhelming. And usually you ended up touching whatever it was.

Your eyes closed, and you sighed, ready for tomorrow already, and you hadn't even fallen asleep yet.

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"Y/N!" I loud voice called, making you halt your movements, you looked behind you, to see Sana shouldering her way through the crowd of student roughly. When she finally got to you, she grinned.

"How's your head?"

"How's your dad's clown page?"

She snorted as you giggled. "Please, let's not talk about that." She rolled her eyes, her face falling into one of concern, "Seriously though, how's your head?" She asked, biting her lip in guilt.

You smiled widely, "All better! Nothing a few yucky meds couldn't fix." Sana skiked, relieved,"Good I'm glad. Sorry again." You shrugged, "S'okay Sannie!"

Suddenly a familiar head of brown hair caught your attention. Your mind dropped all recollection of Sana being next to you, as you ran to the boy.

"TaeTae!" You called. You saw him look back, groan, and turn back around, walking quicker. You sped up to a run, and finally caught his arm.

"TaeTae, don't run!" You giggled, clutching his arm. "How was your morning?" You asked, rocking on your heels while looking at him. Your head tilted to the left curiously.

He shrugged you off with a sigh, "It was fine, clumsy." You looked at him confused, "Silly! My names Y/N not clumsy!" You giggled.

He rolled his eyes, "I'm calling you clumsy because you are. You literally made yourself fall yesterday, ehich is how you hurt your head." You thought for a moment, before nodding, "Makes sense."

He turned away without another word, making you pout. However, the pout left your face once you realized you were in his class, and sat in front of him. You giggled and took a step forward.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed your arm, and tugged you back. You squeaked, and turned to face a pale, wide-eyed Sana. You blinked at her, "Are you okay, Sannie? Oh no! Are you sick?"

You became frantic as you placed your hand on her forehead to feel for a fever. She shook her head mutely and held your moving hand, "You- You talked to Kim Taehyung."

You stilled, "Yeah? So?" She blinked and suddenly grabbed your shoulders tightly, shaking you, "You cannot speak to him, Y/N. He's a bad person. He's been to jail."

You blinked as she continued,

"Y/N, Kim Taehyung killed a man. His own father."