Flower Boy ◆ KimTaehyung✔

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I don't know if I had expected it.

Like, did I ever meet a person as courageous as Tae? Thinking back, it was really unexpected.

That he went to school with a t-shirt the next day I mean. This. This was unexpected.

That there was just one person needed to give him the courage to show off something so personal, something he didn't need to show, yet felt confident enough to do.

Or - looking back - maybe it wasn't because of a random person giving him reassurance but because it was me.

Well, if it was like this than I highly regretted it.

'Regretted' in past tense because like I said; it was damn courageous and it did change so much.

For example the way they saw him.

It made them think, use their damn heads for once. Why would a boy they are bullying cut himself hm?

Or the way he saw himself.

Why should he hide a part of him that's as important as this, for him?

But... these realizations took a time to enter their heads so, for now, we'll start like everything in our reality begins;

It wasn't easy at the beginning.

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Oh god look how ugly he is

My head snapped around at the girl's words, that had a highly disgusted tone in them and I met eyes with a terrified looking Taehyung.

He wore his obligatory pink Converse, a washed out pair of shorts and a wide, oversized pastel pink T-Shirt. A glittering hair-clip adorned his almost washed out pink hair and he had applied light make up, accentuating his cute freckles. In short: He was stunning.

My eyes snapped back at the girl who had spoken and I lightly slapped the back of her head, making her turn around with a yelp.

"Don't you say that again or I'll break your bones you uglier version of a Yzma."

She snorted and stood up in her best I-don't-care manner.

It was only then that I realized what exactly was the reason for the fuss the other students were making.

Taehyung's scars were perfectly on display, looking even more present in the bright morning sun.

His arms were dangling down his sides as if he wasn't quite sure what to do with them, until he spotted me in the back of the room, where I had switched seats with Kim Seungwoo - aka TheKiminator but that's a story for another time (which mainly involves Overwatch, but that's a part of my life I try my best to forget).

He hurriedly scurried to the empty seat besides me and slumped down on it, obviously trying to hide his bare arms.

I made a disapproving sound and gently slapped his shoulder to signalize him that he should stop.

"It's okay. Really, if anyone says anything bad I'll hurt them."

He laughed. This little fucker laughed.

"I don't know what I should think about the fact that a pimph like you thinks she could hurt anyone."

I scowled at him, "Try me Kim Taehyung."

He cocked a brow, grinning like an idiot and I swear I was nearly throwing hands at him.

Here I was, acting all nice and trying to protect him and he had the audacity to make fun of me.

But our little fight got interrupted when our math teacher entered the room.

Ahh good old Miss Wang.

The 'little bitch of a math teacher' whom I mentioned at the beginning.

Miss Wang was... how should I say? She had always looked so irritaded whenever Taehyung spoke.

You know at the beginning I thought it was because Tae looked like someone who was particulary bad at maths (like me) but it quickly turned out he was a damn ace and she just couldn't get in the fact that there was a pink haired, make up wearing guy in her class.

I mean what kind of teacher was she? Shouldn't a teacher support and help her students?

Well, she didn't.

Not even half way through the lesson and she interrupted the student talking just too sigh deeply and walk over to Taehyung, "Could you please put on a shirt you are irritating me and my students."

Me and my students

As if he didn't count to her students. As if he wasn't her best student.

Taehyung was about to comply but me being me of course had to open her big mouth.

"And why should he do so?"

"Like I said Miss, it's irritating and disrupting."

"And why is that?"

"Stop questioning me and go back to work."

Old hag is swear to baby jesus you gonna regret this

"Aren't you, our teachers, the ones always telling us how we shouldn't be afraid to be open with us and ourselves, when in reality you are the one from preventing us of doing so?"

"Detention Miss Y/N, come to me after class."

I smiled sweetly, "Of course Miss Wang."

Taehyung nudged my side and whispered, "Stop Y/N you're only going to regret this."

"Yes" I also whispered, "But this would be worth it."

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Also I'm so sorry for not updating earlier ㅜ.ㅜ

xx