YOONGI'S POV
"Yoongi hyung, she's the lady that I was talking to about,"
I look at the girl, one thing that I noticed was her eyes. They are lifeless.
"That petite girl?" I looked at Namjoon with a disbelief look.
"Don't judge a person base on their appearance" the girl answered before Namjoon. A smirk formed on my lips.
"Then prove it," I told her.
"What are you talking about?" she looks confused.
"Prove to me that you are deserving to be my student" I explained.
"What should I do then?" she asked.
"Punch me, after that, I will punch you back," I said, testing if she will take the bait.
"Are you sure? There are no rules?" she asked, still in a monotone voice. I just nodded.
"Hey both of you, stop. Yoongi hyung, I told you to go easy on her" Namjoon said. He looks so worried.
"Life is not easy Namjoon, if she really wants to get stronger, she needs to get bolder and sturdy, if not you will be shattered" I glanced at her and she was seriously watching me.
"How about this?"
"what?" I asked her.
"Teach me first, then I will do it"
"Huh?"
"Teach me how to punch" my eyes widen. "Seriously?" I was surprised. "I don't know how to punch so teach me first," she said. I sigh and did what she asked.
After a minute of teaching, she thanked me.
"Yoongi" I turn around to look at her but I was met with a fist. I hit the ground. Argh! I clutched my punched face. Damn, that was strong. I glared at her. She was looking down on me.
"What the fuck was that? After teaching you kindly, you bitch" I said still clutching my aching face.
"Yoongi hyung" Namjoon ran to my side and help me stand up.
"Y/N, why did you do that?" Namjoon asked and she just smirked. Damn this girl, I don't really like some of those rich kids, they think highly of themselves. She is one of those. Tsk.
"In this world, you cannot let your guard down, because once you do, someone will take advantage of you, you let yourself relax knowing that I'm inferior to you in this field, right?" She glared at me. For once I saw some emotions reflecting in her eyes. they are not lifeless anymore.
"Just because you are stronger than me you think you're superior? Don't look down on me" she said firmly.
"Namjoon Oppa, thank you for suggesting him to be my instructor but I don't think I can work with someone who easily judges people based on appearance and status, I rather teach myself" she bows down and started walking away.
"who do you think you are!" I shouted in anger. "what do you know about me, aren't you judging me as well?" I fired back.
She turned around and to my surprise, she was smiling.
"I'm just a nobody who wants to survive in this shitty world, and no, I'm just speaking the truth. Don't think that everyone is the same because I'm different. I'm not like them."
My eyes shot open. That dream was weird. Why would I dream about my first meeting with Y/N?
Argh! My head hurts. I shouldn't have a drink last night. I sat up and saw a note beside me and on my study table, there's a medicine.
