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"Pull on his backpack, pull on his backpack." A student whispered to his friend.
"What if Namjoon shows up?" His friend replied.
"Look around, he's not here!" He nudged him. "Don't be such a pussy."
The male gulped, looking at the back of the recent new student, Min Yoongi. The boy was just walking to his classroom, holding tight on his backpack straps, listening to a soft melody in his pastel pink headphones. He couldn't hear the students behind him at all.
Then the student that was dared of what to do, finally pulled on the boy's backpack handle. Yoongi was harshly pulled from his backpack and fell to the ground, hitting his behind on the concrete. His headphones fell off of him, hands hitting the concrete too. He whimpered out with pain, closing his eyes tight and lowering his head.
The guy that dared the other student started laughing, the other nervously laughing along.
Yoongi couldn't help to tear up, lifting his hands shaky up, seeing them scratched up and slightly bloody from the concrete. His vision blurred from his tears, quickly wiping his eyes with the other side of his hands.
As the students were about to leave, someone suddenly grabbed the student that pulled Yoongi down to the ground's wrist, twisting it to the side to make him feel pain.
The male looked up, widening his eyes.
Namjoon's stared at him, glaring deeply. "Do you have a death wish?" His voice lowered, threatened like.
"N-No." The guy whimpered.
"What's your point of doing that to him?"
The student didn't know how to answer that. The other student that was with him, ran off once he saw Namjoon. The taller grabbed the back of the student's neck, pulling him and bringing to the boy that's still on the floor. He made the student face the boy, pushing him down into a bowing manner.
"Apologize."
"I-I'm sorry!" The student's voice cracked.
"The right way! Say his name!" Namjoon tightened his grip.
Yoongi didn't want to look up, but he still heard him which is a good thing.
Namjoon lifted the guy back up, making the male face him. "Now. Bring your petty friend back to make him apologize to Yoongi and I won't spread his blood on the school wall. Understand?"
"Y-Yes Namjoon."
"Get out of here." Namjoon let go and pushed him which made the student run off.
As the student ran off, the taller look down at the boy, brows going to a curl and immediately went down on his knees to the boy. Yoongi was still shaking, tears still rolling down his face. Namjoon cupped the boy's face, lifting his head up to wipe his tears away with him thumbs.
"Are you okay?" Namjoon softly spoke. "How bad are you hurt?"
Yoongi couldn't reply, a small squeak escaping his lips. He closed his eyes again, choking up a sob. Namjoon sat down on the ground with him, putting his arms around the boy, rubbing the boy's back. He slightly lifted him up and placed him on his leg so he wouldn't have to sit on the concrete from falling.
"You're okay. They won't hurt you ever again." He continued to rub the boy's back, letting him cry.
He heard Yoongi's cries and it's breaking his heart. He's getting bullied for who he his. It's not right. He just wants to be himself but he can't because of this stupid school. It's breaks Namjoon for that.
The taller looked at him, wiping his tears again. "I'll bring you to the nurses office, okay?"
Yoongi nodded, putting his arms around his neck as Namjoon put his arm under the boy's knees and on his back, picking him up bridal style and started to walk towards the building.
