K-pop One-Shots [Open to Requests]

Hero (GOT7 Jackson) [Romance]

(TRIGGER WARNING!!! SCENES OF VIOLENCE AND BRIEF VIOLATION. IF YOU CANNOT, DONT READ!!)

You looked at the clock, the minutes and seconds going painstakingly slow. Gosh, why can't time go any faster...? You sighed in irritation. This was the subject you hated the most too. You wanted to leave, go home and finish your homework so you can have some peace and quiet to relax at home. Before he comes here....

You shuddered at the thought. Let's not think about that right now. Finally, the bell rang and you quickly gathered your things, ready to sprint out the door when a familiar voice stopped you cold.

"(Y/N!)"

Shoot.

You slowly turned around as you saw the most handsome, and the most annoying, man you had ever seen; Jackson Wang. He was with his usual group of friends, including your best friend, Bam Bam. You groaned internally, visibly slouching. "Wahh, (Y/N), what's wrong? Do you feel OK? Are you sick?" Bam Bam asked, his worried side coming out as he put a hand on your forehead.

You swatted his hand away, looking at anywhere but Jackson, who had an arm slung around Bam Bam's shoulders. "Yeah, I'm fine...." you muttered. Though, that was kind of a lie. You had been feeling sick lately, but you didn't want to miss out on school so you still decided to go, even though you didn't feel well. Of course, you didn't tell anyone, especially Bam Bam. He would dropkick you to a hospital if he could.

"Hey, you look sick. Are you sure you're OK?" Jackson said. You looked at him sharply, your eye twitching. "I said I'm fine, so stop bothering me." You said coldly. Jackson blinked in surprise, his eyes wide. Your gaze shifted to Bam Bam, smiling slightly. "I'm leaving. See you." You said, turning on your heel and walking out.

You didn't know what it was, but you just saw him as a nuisance. He was so layed back and careless, and he never seemed to work hard. Yet he excelled at everything he did effortlessly, one of the top students in class, and in extracurricular activities such as music and dance and sports, like fencing and basketball. You worked so hard for what you had yet he still topped you at everything....it made you upset. As a result, you could never stay around him for too long or you didn't know what you would do.

You sighed, shaking your head. Let's just focus on getting home.... You trudged ahead, not noticing there was someone following you, until the stranger grabbed your shoulder and turned you around. You stumbled back, surprised at seeing your popular, handsome classmate. "Oh...what is it?" You asked, looking at him warily.

He had a cocky smirk on his face, two of his friends on either side of him. They were blocking your exits. You gulped nervously. "Ya....there are so many girls who want me. Every single day, there are at least two who confess to me. But you....you're different." He said, stepping closer. You stepped back, until you saw you were trapped in a corner. You cursed yourself silently.

He got up close to your face, a devilish smirk on his face. "You didn't spare me a second glance, no less a thought. We have class together every single day, and yet you don't even talk to me, or even look! Do you know how....weird that is? It makes me upset.... it makes me want you." He breathed. You pressed yourself closer to the wall, shaking slightly. Someone, help me...!

He ran a hand down your hair, to your cheek, your jaw, all the way town to the first button on your school uniform. "So....what do you say you give up your little tough act and go out with me. We could have so much fun...." he said with a laugh, whispering in your ear and rubbing your arm. You pushed him roughly away, hugging you. "I'm not interested in you, pervert." You spat, but your voice shook. His expression shifted into one of dull anger, and you froze.