NOT SO GOOD BOY

Epsiode 12

"It was intense dude." Yeongsu said as he walked out of the classroom alongside his best friend. "And she still had to do the rest of the practice."

"why didn't you do anything to stop him? I swear to god this club should be closed down." The boy said as he ran a hand through his soft hair, rolling his eyes.

"You should have seen the look in his eyes Joon-ah, he was ready to kill anyone who tried to challenge him." Yeongsu argued.

Namjoon shrugged, still disappointed in his best friend for taking part in what was essentially the school's guild of bullies.

His train of thought was stopped when someone tapped his shoulder softly. He turned around, coming face to face with a short boy, eyes looking blankly as he held out a koala keychain.

"Oh! I must have dropped it." He said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his head, Yeongsu observing the scene from over his shoulder. "Thanks, Jimin." He added after a quick glance at his name tag, trying his best to look at him weirdly with all the chocolate milk stains on his cardigan and the putrid smell that emitted of him.

The younger boy nodded, looking back down and walking through the school gates and out of the establishment.

"Is that the guy? Your little punching bag?" Namjoon asked as he slung his bag in front of him to secure the keychain back on the zipper of his small pocket.

"Yah he's not my punching bag! Some of the people from the MCSC like messing with him." He defended himself.

"Messing with him?" Namjoon asked with a raised brow, the both of them exiting the school as well, Yeongsu waving to a few of his teammates with his usual smile.

He then sighed, looking up at the bright sky as his smile fell slowly.

"Okay, He gets bullied, you're right."

"And you do nothing to help, you're pretty much on the same level as those assholes who treat him like shit, and i'm on the same level as well, i see them mess with him but i don't do anything. I'm just as horrible as everyone else" Namjoon said, gripping the straps of his backpack as he stopped walking.

Guilt flashed in his eyes as he looked down, sighing sharply.

"You said you were scouted by another coach right? Well, i'll let you off then, please think about it Yeongsu, i know you're a good guy and you're much stronger than i am."

With those words, he smiled a sad smile and walked away, leaving Yeongsu to walk alone to the address he'd been given on the day of the competition a few weeks back.

***

A young woman opened the door, about his height, though he could instantly feel the aura of intimidation floating around her. It surely had something to do with her dark and sharp eyes and the numerous tattoos constellations her skin.

She had short hair, similar to one of a male idol they saw on tv constantly, somehow perfectly framing her soft features.

"Oh you must be Yang Yeongsu!" She beamed, her dark aura vanishing instantly as he finally had the courage to breath.

"Y-yes that's me." He smiled hesitantly as she opened the door wide, inviting him inside.

"Just go straight down that corridor, you'll land on the room." She smiled, pointing to her right as he bowed deeply.

"Thank Mrs Park." He called.

The dojo he found at the end of the hall was vast enough, yet you could see it had been initially arranged from a traditional house and not an actual gym.