(Completed) Mr. Kim

14 Fourteen

As I finished typing my stupid essay I saved it and closed my computer, sighing hard as I close my eyes, wanting some sleep.

But just looking at the clock had me packing my computer and my other belongings into my backpack.
In about six minutes my next class would start.
Walking out of the library, my defenses were up again, my stone face searching the hallways for my class, passing by people who purposely avoided me, their eyes wide and forms shaking.

It reminded me of when I was sixteen, the same expression on the students faces at my old high school.
Not wanting to think on the topic more, I focus my attention on Mr. Kim's behavior as I walk into class, walking to the back row to take a seat.

I rest my chin in the palm of my left hand, my thoughts completely on Mr. Kim.
His smile, it makes me feel something that I haven't felt since I was seven.
I didn't plan on feeling that emotion ever again, so I shrugged it off.

Mr. Kim always smiles at me. In lectures, breaks, outside of school if I see him, he always smiled at me, telling me that I'm not alone in anything anymore, since he was always here to talk to me.

I kinda appreciated it, but I didn't want to depend on him, nor get my hopes up high like last time.
My attention was brought back to the class when I realized that everyone's eyes were on me.
I side eyed the presence to my right, to see Jimin and his stupid ass group next to me.

Before I could get a single word out he punched me in the face.
My chair leaned back, having my own body fly backwards into the ground, my hand covering my left cheek in pain.

I stood up, the class silent from the little snickers and rounds of laughter that were coming from them a few seconds ago.
"I dare you." I say, my eyes glaring daggers into his own.

He chuckles, hands crossed over his chest, weight on his left leg.
"Dare what? Me to punch you again freak?"
"I. Dare. You."
Jimin gritted his teeth and launched a right hook at me again. But since I was prepared, I caught it, my right lip turning upwards as I watched his face morph into shock.

I punch him, not wasting anytime as he flew back, immediately punching his face into the the floor again, my body on top of him.
A random fist hits me and cuts my lip, making me look up to see Yoongi standing there with an angry expression.

I look behind me and see them all circling me, their fists raised.
"I swear if you lay another hand on-"
I didn't care to listen to the rest of his sentence, already knowing what he was going to say.

I looked down at Jimin to see him groaning in pain, his face bloody and bruised.
I sigh.
This is going to get ugly.
Not paying attention the the rest of Yoongi's sentence, I land my last blow on Jimin, causing the others to jump on me.

They land a few punches on me before my professor walks in.
"Hey!! Break it up!!!"

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Lynn~~