❝ Flower Boy ❞ || 『 Hobi FF』

Chapter O4::

A/n: Uhhhh sooooooo... prepare for a rape scene :( poor y/n.

Y/N POV-

I stood silently in the kitchen, waiting for the timer to go off for my chicken casserole. All the boys had gone about their own business. Jungkook and Tae were locked in Overwatch in the living room, while Jimin sat on the counter and watched me. RM and Jin had gone somewhere to play pool, and Yoongi went to go sleep.

After the discussion outside, Hobi left to his room, without a word. I understood. He was confused. I was confused. I mean, I knew what was going on but it was still so shocking to me.

Flashback-

The light cast shadows onto the desks as I tapped my pen against my paper. Another day, another exam. Anything for us to get into a good university. I lifted my head and fazed around the room at scratching pencils, and frustrated sighs.

I had finished as always and had placed my paper face down. I looked beside me to a boy. He had nice brown hair and a long face, but he seemed frustrated. His fists were clenched around his pencil. I looked up at the teacher who had dozed off and nudged him with my elbow.

"Let me help you.." I smiled kindly at him and traded him papers, filling in the rest for him. Once I finished I looked up to check on the teacher again, and she was still asleep. I swapped them back and nodded at him. He smiled shyly and looked back down. He was cute. All the other boys wore trendy outfits. But he just wore floral button up shirts and khakis. It fit him well, but I could tell he was made fun of for it.

I had seen him around the school a couple times. But I never knew his name. I never knew his voice, nor his personality. Only his face. I had never seen him smile, which saddened me.

The bell rang, sending the teacher flying up in her chair. All the students left the room to go to lunch, except for him. He sat there for a couple of seconds before pushing himself back and placing the test on the teachers hands. The teacher smirked and waved his test in the air.

"We both know you won't pass this quiz, so let's not waste my time, ok?" She smiled and crumpled his test up, tossing it into the trash bin. My cheeks flushed red, as I watched the unfolding events from behind the door. He looked so sad, so helpless.

"I think that's a bit unfair don't you think Ms. Jaelin?" I stepped out from behind the door and crossed my arms. The boy looked up at me and blushed nervously. "He deserves a grade just as much as the rest of us. So I suggest you grade his test as well, unless you would rather it be taken up with the principle?" I grinned at her and she furrowed her brow at me.

"What a little brat." She grabbed his quiz out of the bin and started grading it, as we both stood there. She sighed and in red ink, wrote a 100 at the top. "Well, I can't say I'm impressed, but you passed so.. good job Hoseok."

Hoseok.. thats his name.

I could tell he was trying to hide a smile, but he kept silent. I took a step towards him and smiled, "Come on Hoseok! I'll buy you lunch!" I grabbed his wrist softly and dragged him out the door. Once we got outside I let go and smiled at him.

"I dont need your sympathy." He mumbled looking down at the ground.

"I know.. that's why I'm not giving you any." I smiled, earning a smile from him as well. "My name is y/n." I extended my hand to him, and he took it and softly shook it. I didn't let go, but instead held his hand as I led him to the cafeteria.

"I have never eaten in here before.." He told me. I looked back at him and tilted my head.

"Then where did you eat?"