society | bts x reader

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Your POV

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The alarm went off. Buzz Buzz Buzz. I sigh. Another day of complete hell. It's not like I don't like studying, it's just that all of those bitchy students coming at me for not being 'good enough' for them and that i'm so 'fat'. I don't get it; i don't think you have to be good enough just to live a normal life. I mean I know it's going to be good for your reputation, and I get that. But some people like me just want to like a normal life without worrying about those reputations.

I stand up and go to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror and chuckle. What had been going on while I was asleep? It looked like a whole tornado went in my house and only attacked me. I start brushing my teeth, after that I turned on the shower, the hot water was relaxing and made me want to stay there and never go out.

After I was done, I dried and brushed my hair. Today, I actually wanted to look presentable so I wore decent clothing and added some perfume on. I went out of my room to greet my mother and father; but to my surprise they weren't there. I was wondering why until I found a note on the kitchen counter and it said,

"Hi sweetie! You may be wondering where me and your dad went, so I wrote this letter to inform you that me and your dad went grocery shopping! I hope you have a great day at school and don't forget to smile! We love you!

Love, Mum and Dad."

I smiled to myself. What wonderful parents I have. I decided to skip breakfast today because I wasn't feeling like it so I just grabbed my bag and walked out to the reality that this cruel world had.

While I walked to school I got a few judging glances and disgusted stares by random people that I literally didn't even know. Why does society have to be so judging? I had finally reached the school gates and and was internally screaming. I didn't want to go back there. I didn't want the attention just because i'm 'fat'. I didn't want to go there because of all the judging people there. I finally got the courage to walk in the halls; and of course, I find people whispering to their friends and laughing. I wish I had friends, friends I could trust and care for me. I just want someone to lean on even if I will probably crush them half to death. If I had friends, I wouldn't have a care in the world with all those judging glares. Those mean comments that hit me like a bullet. If I had someone to talk to about all the hate that I get, it would be relaxing. I don't tell my parents because I don't want them to worry so much about me. I know they have their own problems already and I don't want to add up to that. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard,

"HEY FATASS!" screamed one of the boys from the jocks group.

Jocks in this school are too fucking typical. They literally match up to what people describe them as in those fictional stories. Sometimes I just want to go up to them and belly flop them until they're crushed and are dead. Literally. But, as they say, 'violence is not the key to success'. And anyways, if I did that, everyone would started coming at me. Probably even worse than now. If it even gets worse.

I ignore him and keep walking until someone pushed me violently. I was shocked that I actually fell over because I have a lot of weight that can keep me stable. But anyways, maybe that weight probably got me off balance. It's either one or the other. I was snapped out of my daze when I felt a kick to my stomach. After I practically coughed my whole lung out (not literally), everyone was roaring with laughter. If they thought I was going to cry, jokes on you suckers, I don't cry because i'm a strong independent high school girl. I chuckled silently to myself to try and relieve the pain but then they kicked me again. This time it felt excruciatingly worse.

"That's what you get for ignoring me you fat mother fuck-" He was suddenly cut off with a guys deep voice saying,

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER."

Wow. That deep voices literally made me shiver. It sounded so angelic and hoarse at the same time, but I loved it. All the girls suddenly started squealing and giggling. What the fuck is wrong with these girls at my school? One, they're bratty, two, they're annoying, three, they literally fan girl over ANYTHING.

I was about to complain but then I felt pain on my side.

I had been stomped on numerous times.

Dark. Black. Scary. Help.

The last thing I could hear was,

"DIDN'T I FUCKING SAY TO GET AWAY FROM HER?"

Thud.

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??? POV

I punched him so hard that he literally flew. Was that a bird, or a plane? Oh no! It's a mother fucking asshole who's beating this poor girl up for no reason. Wow. What a great first day huh? My six other friends are following me to help the girl. But these stupid girls bombarded me with questions if I could date them or "Wanna be friends?" Then suddenly winking. Disgusting. Finally I push all those girls away and go up to the girl. She had fainted I look around in panic and I asked one of my friends,

"Where's the clinic in this school?"

"Right down the haul to the right." Said my friend.

"Thanks Jin Hyung."

I pick her up bridal style and ran to the clinic. While I was running through the hallway, people looked at me like I was some lunatic. I started at them back with such intensity that they suddenly looked away. I smiled knowing that I was pretty good at intimidating. I had finally gone to the front of a door and it said in bold letters, "CLINIC" I walked in and greeted the lady.

"Annyeonghaseyo."

"Hello, what happ.... Oh my goodness! What happened to her?!" She asked when she saw the bloody and bruised girl I was carrying.

"This guy was kicking her for no reason. I told him to stop but her didn't."

She sighed. "Why does Jackson always bully this poor girl?..."

Jackson huh? Well that bitch better say sorry later or else I'll punch him into a pulp. I laid her down on the table and gave her a pillow to rest her head.

I hope you get better soon.