𝐬 𝐢 𝐱

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NAMJOON hit his head against his locker.

Groaning, he looked down at his feet. He really hated how stupid he was sometimes. He'd like to think that he really is smart, with an IQ of 148 it's exceptional. However, he was really slow and just didn't think sometimes. Now he was grieving over the fact that he just told Jungkook that he'll rat him out for threatening violence against an innocent man. What did he even except?  That Jungkook wouldn't threaten him? Jungkook had already proven that he's dangerous, JooHyun had explained to him that he shouldn't talk to these boys, they're harmful.

Rolling his eyes at himself, Namjoon pushed himself off of his locker and looked around the halls. There were only a few students near, not many. The majority had probably already left seeing as it was the end of the day. Sighing, he picked up his bag and shut his locker.

As he walked through the hall, abruptly, a hand was covering his mouth and strong arms were wrapped around his waist as he struggled against it. His screams were muffled by the hand as he was led outside of the building, trying to kick against the person. His capturer - a male alpha, growled against his ear as he fought continuously. 

He was practically thrown against the school wall, a groan leaving his lips as he looked up, alarmed. He widened his eyes once he saw Jungkook, panting as he glared at him. Beside him were three other men, one he recognized as Min Yoongi. He gulped, trying to get up, but he was pushed back down by Jungkook.

"What the fuck do you want?" Namjoon sneered, glaring right back up at the younger. The other just raised both his eyebrows but said nothing. Namjoon knew better to run his mouth like an idiot, so he decided to also stay silent. His life was already in a crisis.

"We heard about what happened between you and Jungkook," Yoongi told Namjoon. He looked disappointed, almost angered, glancing over at Jungkook who avoided his gaze. Yoongi crouched down to Namjoon's level, sighing. "Look, Namjoon. We're not going to hurt you."

"Even if you guys did, I would have fought back. I'm not the weak bitch you guys paint me out to be," Namjoon told him directly, holding his eye contact. He knew he shouldn't have said that he was expecting them to get mad, but Yoongi only smiled.

"That's exactly why we're not going to hurt you. I know what kind of person you are, I know that you aren't weak," Yoongi looked back and locked eyes with the two other alphas who Namjoon didn't know. "You both haven't met Namjoon, correct?"

"I'm Jung Hoseok," he averted his attention towards the male. Namjoon had seen him, he was the guy talking to Jungkook a few days ago. His hair wasn't wavy anymore, instead, it was straightened. He had dark brown hair with bright purple streaks this time.

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