GENTLE | SOPE

01: Sunshine

Hoseok

Passing through the school halls trying to not make any noise as books were pushed against the chest, I went all rigid head to toe when a certain someone appeared from the corner of my eyes.

I couldn't explain how dumbstruck I've become when Min Yoongi, a typical bad boy with typical sidekicks in those typical stories, locked his eyes with mine, making my cheeks burn up with passion.

I was told- no, heard. I heard a lot about him, how he was rude and rough to everyone.

I heard from little chitchats to gossips how he targeted anyone he thought he could make fun of.

I heard how he would weave anyone's intestines out of boredom. 

Min Yoongi, or should I say, Cocky Min, was always the talk of town.

But I wasn't so sure if all informations I had gathered from unintentionally hearing to curiously eavesdropping were true.

But from all of it, I had to be careful around him, around his friends. I never dreamt of walking in the same halls as him. But some things couldn't be avoided.

Just like everyone else would do, I tried to lay lower than low while walking, holding the books in my hands tightly as I went.

"Hey, Sunshine."

I stopped from my track, eyes bulging out. I didn't want to turn to him, but something about his aura pulled me so I had to face him and saw the smug look on his face.

How I wished I could turn back time to never go here. Anyway, I was here so there's no turning back now.

"Fuckin' deaf, aren't we?" Yoongi jumped in front of me, leaving his two friends behind who were picking on other people, making me shake my noodle legs, my forehead releasing bullets of sweats as I look around elsewhere reticently.

"Lovely," Yoongi mumbled, looking at my hair and then patting my head like I was a dog. His hands trailed down to my jawline then went to cup my chin, forcing me to look at him face to face. Lovely what? "Your rainbow clip looks lovely on you."

My eyes widened in surpise. A compliment? Should I be expecting one? What was happening?

All of sudden, my books fell down to the floor as Yoongi haphazardly grabbed my arm. I attempted to get them but he yanked me closer to him, making our chests almost touch. Again, what was happening? Me trying to break away with all vigour was to no avail as my might wasn't enough to retract myself from Yoongi's grip as, I figured, he was stronger than I was.

"Let go of me, please..." The voice that came out was weaker than I expected. Pretty desperate. Yoongi, with a warped smirk tugged at his lips, tightened his grip and deliberately twisted my arm, making me feel oddly fragile under his touch.

I knew all too well I shouldn't have hoped for a tad bit of sympathy from someone like him because the smirk he displayed only grew wider when he's obviously dominating me.

"I'm pretty surprised how I've never noticed you before, Sunshine. I never leave pretty things untouched."

I wasn't so sure what to feel with his backhanded remark. Was I losing my senses or did I just not expect this to happen?

Our height was almost on par with each other, but it looked like he was already towering me with his aura alone.

Yoongi stared deep into my eyes, his glowing both fiercely and mellowly at the same time. Howbeit, the smirk that was on his face wouldn't just falter. In fact, there was little to no suggestion that it would do so sooner.