The Facility

Knife On The Wall

The next day Jimin woke up with no will to do anything.

He sat up and then ruffled through his messy hair.

The boy stayed in one place for a really long time before he decided that he couldn't allow his despair to keep him in bed. Okay . . . day 2 . . . let's go.

He made it to his classroom early and was surprised to see that it was arranged a lot differently than normal. All of the desks were pushed to a corner and the chairs formed a circle . . .

Maybe it's a dream? He thought with a frown while staring from the doorway.

Prodigy who was sitting around the entrance turned in his chair to look at him. Humph. New guy got everyone's attention. After thinking it through last night, he decided that he didn't like Jimin. For the sole reason that everyone else likes him. He nodded proudly, feeling special. "What's wrong? Scared of everybody here like you were yesterday? You should be used to us by now." He said rudely.

Jimin gulped upon looking at him before shaking his head slowly and looking around. Some of them were standing while others sat on some of the stacked desks. "Wh-what's happening?" He squeezed himself between two chairs and kept looking around.

"Oh for homeroom we gon' talk feelings and shit." Prodigy yawned. "It's usually interesting but sometimes I get myself some extra z's since I don't really care 'bout nobody here."

Jimin always had to take his time to decipher what he said. Prodigy spoke a lot of broken English and slang. It was sometimes hard to keep up.

He spotted Taehyung sitting already and speaking to Leigh-Anne. I guess I should find myself near them. They were his friends now after all. Yesterday once Leigh had come out of the bathroom she had told them that she was fine and just needed to pee really bad out of nowhere. It sounded like a lie but Tae seemed to believe her. I hope that it was not anything serious. He started walking to where they were, around the other side of the class.

"Aye why don't you sit next to me?" Prodigy offered.

Jimin stopped to look at him. Why did he want him to sit at his side? What was the catch? What was really going on with all of these weird kids?

Prodigy was smiling. Keep your enemies close and your enemies closer. Oh wait keep your friends close and your enemies . . . your enemies closer right. He nodded his head strongly, feeling sketchy and scheming like some of the other kids in his class. Yeah I'm badass too.

Jimin actually really didn't want to sit next to him. He seemed more unstable than the others so he smiled and shook his head. "Sorry Prodigy but I think that I should go over there where Taehyung is."

Prod couldn't believe this guy. "Oh so you racist? That it?"

Jimin blinked. "Oh-n-no no I'm not. Leigh-Anne is there too. I just want to be close to my friends."

"Yeah yo friends. So you don't wanna be friends with me?"

Everyone was slowly turning to watch the commotion.

"Oh my God." Ray Ray groaned. "Nigga leave the guy alone." He said drearily.

Prodigy looked offended by what he said. He rubbed at his chest before looking at Jimin. "Okay fine. Go sit with your friends. Get outta here man. Move!" Jimin could have just said that he didn't like him. He gotta act as if he don't wanna sit next to me 'cause he wanna be with his friends. Bitch you do not like me! Just say it! He couldn't believe some people. Hmm he better at not liking me than I am at not liking him. He needed to up his game.