Jinyoung," Jackson warns, a stern expression on his face, not even phased by the dumbfounded looks of his coworkers and even his own group. "We should talk about this in a more private setting."
Jinyoung's jaw was tight, and his hands were clenched.
"Then let's go."
Jackson stood up, nodding his head to his fellow members of Got7 as a sign of dismissal. He followed Jinyoung out of the teacher's lounge and to YoungDay's classroom.
Once there, Jinyoung whirled around, his eyes reading too many emotions for Jackson to understand or comprehend.
"You have lots of explaining to do, What happened to 'let's wait til she's 12'? I don't know if you've noticed, but she isn't 12!" Jinyoung threw his hands in the air in frustration. Jackson took a step away from Jinyoung.
He crossed his arms, his face remaining hard. "She wanted to attend, so I let her."
"She only wanted to attend to see you, Dae, and me more! She's gonna get herself killed!! It's your job to make decisions she can't make rationally."
"I'm sorry Jinyoung, she can't be unenrolled. Unenrollment means killed."
Jinyoung laughed bitterly, glaring at Jackson. "So she gets killed or killed? Great! What great parenting. Glad to see my sister flourishing because of you."
"Jinyoung-" Jackson reached out attempting to grab Jinyoung's wrist but he turned away furiously and ran away. Angry and emotion-filled tears streaming down his face.
Running down the hallway, he wasn't' paying attention and ran smack into Dae, them both grabbing their heads from the aggressive blow.
"Jinyoung, Stupid that hurt! Why are you running-" Her voice trailed off as she saw her boyfriend holding onto too many emotions. Her face softened. "You need a break. You can tell me about it later. I'll teach. You do what you need to do to calm down."
Dae grabbed Jinyoung's hand, squeezing it once for reassurement, before leading him back to their shared classroom.
"Out." Dae's cold voice surprised both Jinyoung and Jackson.
Jackson bowed, surprisingly in fear of the girl many years below him, leaving the classroom immediately after.
"Go into our changing room, and just... I don't know, play on your phone or something."
"I can teach, Dummy," Jinyoung mumbled, wiping his red face free of escaping tears.
"Call me Dummy again and you'll have a bullet in your foot in the next second. Now listen to me or I'll have to drag you there."
Jinyoung rolled his eyes playfully. "I said I can teach, Dummy"
A gunshot fired, Jinyoung screamed, his voice reaching a new octave neither Dae nor Jinyoung were expecting.
Dae made sure the gun wouldn't hit Jinyoung, but it landed directly on the floor next to his foot.
"You're the dummy."
"Where are you going?" Dae questions, perking her brow at Chan and Hyunjin waiting in the living room, where she was watching some TV. They were dressed in their work uniforms, Hyunjin having a little too much fun dressing up.
"On a mission, we won't be back until dinner, you and Hyunjin can go out when we get back for dinner."
"A mission?" Dae sat up from her spot on the couch. "Why didn't you tell me? I'll go get on my work uniform real quick-"

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The Family That's Ours (Sequel to Family)
Fanfiction** This story is a sequel to Family (Stray Kids Mafia AU)** After debuting as Youngday, Dae and Jinyoung find their way as teachers, but things aren't as smooth sailing as JYPE expected. From headaches to hallucinations and betrayals the world never...