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Yoongi went to the choir room, closing the door behind him. He saw the bruise across the male's face.
"Youngjae."
The male named Youngjae looked up from his phone. "Oh hey, Yoongi. I thought you couldn't practice anymore because you were hurt..."
"I can still play. Coach Chen is wrong for kicking me out. You don't have to play anymore."
"I'm not quitting so early, Yoongi." The male scoffed, getting up from the piano chair. "I've been practicing for my perfect performance~ It's going to be better than when it was yours."
"It should be my performance." Yoongi tightened his fists, clenching his jaw. "It's not yours."
"Oh yes it is. It's mine now." Youngjae walked you to Yoongi, smirking. "You can't even practice perfectly anymore because of that big friend of yours, giving you too much breaks. Is he your caregiver? Hm?"
"Wh-What are you even saying? I just haven't been getting breaks—it's none of your business!" The older started to feel nervous.
"Oh yeah? Why is he always on your side? Why does he give you his food instead of eating it on his own?"
"I-It doesn't matter!" Yoongi squeaky yelled.
"You can't even do anything on your own. That pet of yours, helps. Where is he right now, hm?" Youngjae pushed the older.
Yoongi slipped on his boot and easily fell to the ground, having a slight whimper when he hit the concrete.
"Useless." Youngjae mumbled, purposely kicking the older while leaving the choir room.
Yoongi just stayed down on the ground, badly shaking. Useless...?
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i know youngjae is like—the nicest person but he plays piano man, i had to do something 🥺
