hands. |SOPE|

Chapter 2

Min Yoongi POV

I felt the smirk creeping up my face when my fist connects to his jaw. I stand there, watching him fall to the cold and hard floor.

Ouch, that must have hurt.

I should apologize to the floor later when no one is looking. After all, even dead objects don't want an asshole sticking his ass around.

Namjoon sighed and smacked my arm. Hard.

"Hey! What's that for?", I asked while rubbing my now sore arm.

"That. Is. For. Being. A. Complete. Idiot.", he replied emphasizing every fucking word. And of course not forgetting to put the cherry on top, or in other words; a hint of sarcasm.

Before I can reply with an equal amount of sarcasm, an annoyed voice cut me off.

"Yah!!! What are you doing? Fighting in school on the first day? UNBELIEVABLE!"

It doesn't even need a genius like me to know who is it. But being a nice person that I am, I still turned around to greet the School Council President.

Or also known as Kim Seokjin.

He walked towards us with 'angry' written all over his face. He stopped and helped the dude up. "Are you okay? What did these two assholes do to you?"

I scoffed. Seokjin turned his head, now with 'annoyed' hinted in his facial expression.

"Of course it is the two of you. Kim Namjoon and Min Yoongi. Always creating chaos and causing wrinkles to appear in my handsome face," said the president, while glaring at me and Namjoon. I rolled my eyes and decided to ignore the fact that he still managed to compliment himself.

Before I can defend myself, the dude cut me off.

What is it with people cutting me off today? Why do people these days don't understand simple manners?

"President! I did nothing! I was just standing here minding my own business when I was pushed!", he fake-sob in Seokjin's school uniform. This little snake-

I can feel Namjoon's eyes widen after hearing those words.

"Min Yoongi and Kim Namjoon, follow me to my office. Now." I sighed in defeat and mumbled a 'fine' in reply. Namjoon is shooting me death glares. I can practically feel holes on my back now.

"And you. Go to your class. Lessons are about to start," he quickly bowed his head to the president and leave. He did not just- I could choke in the bipolarity of that snake.

Well, not that I'm much different.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my left arm. I yelped and glared at Namjoon. He didn't hesitate to return the favor. "Me, Kim Namjoon, once again, dragged into the mess you made. Why am I even friends with you?", he whisper-shouted.

I shrugged. "Dude, just look at the bright side. At least we know now for a fact that that little shit deserves the punch I gave him earlier." He sighed and rolled his eyes. "On second thought" I continued, "I should have just broken his jaw. The punch I gave him is too delicate."

"Just- shut up Yoongi," he replied, with a grin. I grinned back. I knew he couldn't stay mad at me for that long.

Oh- I almost forgot. I'm a man that keeps my words.

I kneeled and whispered, "Floor, I'm sorry you have to face that asshole two times. I'm going to make it up to you someday okay?"

"Min Yoongi! What are you doing?", I heard the president's confused voice.