Discipline | yoonseok

Ch.10

" Yoongi please-" I attempt to reconcile. I don't need him going off again being the evil chucky that he is. But as I reach in to grab his wrist, He's already moved and shut my own door on my face

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So Yoongi graduated from being a bratty snob to a courteous boy and now he just dropped a grade, going back to the way he was before. It's amusing really, The way I have witlessly made myself believe that everything about this job would be normalized. Then to think that I accomplished something good, only to have myself crumble it all in the palm of my hands. Just for laughing, just because I was an idiot who should have listened if the boy was actually sincere. I only had one day of salvation yesterday and it felt so amazing. To have yoongi ask me for permission and then listen to me, made everything a whole lot easier. However it's not the same story today because of what I did last night. Yoongi left to school this morning with a fury that still scorched since what happened and he made me become the mouse of this game once more. yoongi has this inner but seen monster inside of him that discourages me from even thinking about explaining myself and no less even talk to him. On the entire car ride I decide to stay quiet and sit as far away from the blonde as possible, because I did not want to have to take any of his yelling, cussing, nor threats. I also knew he wouldn't be as generous as to just be angry instead of planning something against me.

Right when the driver stops in front of the school, yoongi opens the door to exit out of the car. I do the usual and follow along until we enter school  floors and then Yoongi turns around and faces me. He wears his habitual look of hell and flames before whispering to me. " Today, you are going to be the one who will receive their punishment, and you will make sure to learn from your lesson." After he tells me that, I stay a bit confused plus definitely bewildered. I understood that he will get payback at me and I understood that I won't enjoy it but...what exactly is he planning to do to me. " Yoongi...Let me explain." I might as well begin defending myself since the boy talked to me first and he didn't seem intimidating enough for me to shiver and panic with the fear that he claims he would bestow me. I did not expect to have the chance to speak up for myself and my predictions are confirmed the moment he rolls his eyes and walks away with those  same venomous hips. I sigh for the very first time today as I follow after the blonde throughout the hallways and to his very first period.

Thankfully the teacher is very kind enough to actually give me a place to sit. she had taken an extra chair and placed it by the back of the class, into a corner where I can monitor over yoongi perfectly fine whilst not dragging any attention to myself from any curious student who would turn around to look. My gaze would often glance back at Yoongi and what he is doing. Perhaps when he thinks that I'm not looking, I can guess what he's actually feeling. Maybe I can find out what he's planning, or even find out something worse than what he uses to black mail me so that I can use against him and finally stop his manipulation over me. But I get none of that, and instead I glance at a very attractive blonde boy who is focusing on the board like he should be. The period seems to be longer than usual, the teacher's words are making my eyes droop and I think back to what yoongi first said to me last night. He was going to express something he thought as serious and I mocked him. It was unintentionally by my part but I failed to notice that if I had taken it more seriously, perhaps we could have been more than okay. More than just yoongi listening to me and actually becoming good friends. I really do wish that would have happened. Now I must own up to what we are now and find a way to get back onto his good side without having to snap from the vexation and spank him around.

The booming period bell wakes me up from my concentrated day dream to notice the students of this class packing their bags to go. Most of the other students happen to be from other classes whom already arrived to this class. I feel my body panic the moment I look for yoongi's seat, and find  an entire different body sitting on it. I jump up, getting eyed by the teacher who most likely must be marveling why I wasn't by yoongi's side and I know that she must see me as an irresponsible worker. Which is just great, just great.