I have just one more lesson before school terminates for the day and I find myself at my locker to swap out some books.

I open up the metal chamber but my eyes suddenly catches sight of something green in colour laying atop my notebooks.

It's an envelope.

I take it into my grasp and I notice all of the details on it, "Ooh this is fancy."

There's a star emblem on the front that looks exactly like the Astro Detective Bunch's insignia that's on their door so straight after seeing that I pin it as the information I had asked them to obtain.

I must admit they're really sharp because I didn't expect results this quick- I guess that's the perks of having a lot of contacts in and around school.

"That's a lot of sticky notes on your lock- mhm what's that?"

Taehyung's raspy voice suddenly bats against my ear and it startles the life out of me.

"Tae, you nut! You scared me." I hit his chest, but not too hard though because he's not well and just extra information, Taehyung has been drinking that lemon and honey chai like formula to a baby but I'm glad he is because it'll only help him get better.

"And it's from the detective bunch." I reply, quickly taking the notebook that I need and I shut my locker. "Let's go somewhere quiet."

I take a hold of Taehyung's wrist and we trudge along the busy hallway, snaking our way through the many people and finally we come to a stop at the edge of a staircase.

I stand on the third last step where as Taehyung stands on the last step. He leans against the wall with his right hand propped up against it and as I open up the envelope I feel his hard stares on me.

Finally, I pull out the letter and unfold it, scanning it's contents.

"So, what's it say?" His voice is soft and normally he would poke his head in front of me whenever I'm reading or writing something but this time he didn't.

I guess he really doesn't want me catching the cold from him.

"Dear valued Aroha, thank you for choosing the Astro detective-"

"Aish, go straight to the important stuff." He whines.

"But they took time to write this. Look at how cutely it's designed." I pout, showing him the letter but he looks at me with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"They could have sent a text message instead, you know that right."

"So what if they want to be retro besides I didn't message them so they wouldn't have been able to contact me." I sigh, looking down again and giving the letter a quick skim. "It says that, Minho was in a relationship with Yeji before me but she broke up with him due to anger issues." I look up at him. "I can vouch for that, he was a bit rough on the edges at times when we where together."

"Okay what else." Taehyung presses, curiously.

"After Minho and I broke up, they both dated like normal again. Apparently his anger issues where cured, so to speak. So, in terms of that he used me to show Yeji that he's somehow reformed and to make her jealous of course."

"He's got a lot of issues." Taehyung comments, as he shifts his position slightly.

"Deh. Anyway, you know all of that was a success but then she broke up with him again."

"Again? So it means he isn't seeing anyone now that's why he's coming after you?" Taehyung suggests, a look of annoyance fills his features.

"Possibly, and Minho was forced to transfer here and this was the school of his choice." I look up at Taehyung in surprise and he looks taken a back as well.

"Why?"

I gasp after mind reading the next sentence.

My grip on the paper tightens and I freeze in complete fear.

"What?" Taehyung sounds alarmed and he takes the paper from my hands. He scans it for a while before mouthing, "He tried forcing himself onto her..."

I feel the tears brim in my eyes because the memory of him trying to accomplish a similar act when I was club-hunting earlier this week, flashes into my mind like bright lights on a dark night.

"He's not mentally stable if he can raise a hand on a women." Taehyung's voice brings me back to reality and I feel his thumb wipe away the tears over my cheek.

I look at Taehyung and sniffle, "I don't want him to be around me Tae ah~... I don't want to get hurt."

"I won't let him get close to you so don't worry." His soft voice fills me with warmth and hope. "I promise." He takes me into a hug, and I feel a few stray tears fall over his sleeve.

• • •

After reading that information about Minho. It made me sick to my stomach.

I can't believe the kind of person he is. It's unfathomable how such people exist. Does pain and other people's suffering not mean anything to them?

I'm disgusted.

Even now as Taehyung and I walk towards the bus stop.

It keeps ringing in my head like a broken record and I can't seem to make it stop.

I also feel like I need to be a thousand times more vigilant since Minho is like literally under my nose now- it scares me more than it frustrates me.

And after Minho got a forced transfer, his principal shouldn't have given him preference. He, himself should have chosen a more appropriate school for him instead- like an all boy's school or something.

I feel like shedding even more tears now.

"Soo Yeong ah~," Taehyung's voice breaks me out of my painful train of thoughts. "The weather today as compared to yesterday is such a contrast. Climate change is definitely real. We should take care of our planet more."

I smile at him. I don't remember him being this nature conscious before. "I feel like that line would have been more appropriate for me to say. Don't you think?"

He chuckles, "You're not wrong but I had to pull you out of your thoughts. You need to stop thinking about Minho. He's useless in your life."

Taehyung's advice hits me like a ton of bricks because it makes a lot of sense. Thinking about something as futile as Minho is only going to make me worried and pile on more stress than my upcoming exams will.

"I guess you're right but he's literally right in front of my eyes. How am I supposed to stop constantly worrying about him?" I ask, and look up at him as I hold onto the straps of my backpack.

"Well... You're always with someone so you don't need too worry much." He ruffles my hair. "During class you're with Jungkook, Jimin and I. Lunch time you're at the club with the kids and Yoongi so as long as you're not alone you'll be fine."

"I guess..." I mumble, placing a finger on my lip and staring at the countless people walking by. Some are even squinting their eyes to try and make out if Taehyung is a celebrity. "But there's something else that's been bothering me."

"And what's that?"

We arrive at the bus stop and since the bus isn't here as yet Taehyung sits down with me as he patiently waits for me to reveal my concern.

"Do you think that Minho came back because he can't get into a relationship with any of the other girls from his old school?" I question with a pout. "Since, you know, everyone would probably know what he did to Yeji?"

"You think a lot Soo Yeong ah~...." He sighs and stretches his legs in front of him. "But it's a valid point. If I was a girl I wouldn't want to date him either."

His words makes me look at him questioningly and my mind suddenly drifts off to imagine how Taehyung would look as a girl. It sees all sorts of things.

"You would really make a pretty girl though..." I mumble, unconsciously with a finger over my lip.

"Ah? Jinjja?" His head pokes in front of mine and I blush furiously.

"I said that out loud?" I mummur, and grip the hem of my skirt embarrassedly.

"Deh," He chuckles, leaning his head over my shoulder and the contact makes me feel a small spark, internally. "Hypothetically speaking, if we were opposite genders. How'd you think things would be between us?"

"I'd probably be helping you with your ex." I chuckle softly, and I lean my head against his but he only giggles. "But then again, why would you have an ex?"

He raises his head off my shoulder and looks at me with a worrisome look, "What do you mean?"

"Well...I-I mean..." I fiddle with my fingers. I just shot myself in the foot- how to escape from here unscathed? "Y-You're a good person with good morals and sense. So... I don't really see you having a problem in a relationship... I don't even know if that makes sense..." I explain with a sheepish smile but he only listens attentively.

"I hope the bus gets here soon..." I wish on my lucky stars because I feel so embarrassed right now.

Despite my flustered state, I look at him and I can tell that under his face mask he's smiling a smile full of contentment plus that same emotion is reflecting in his eyes.

"I didn't know you thought that deeply about me Soo Yeong ah~." He tugs softly at my bangs with a soft laugh and I could die because of his words. I just want the world to swallow me up whole. "But relationships aren't one-sided. It takes two people to make it work and although you're a good person as well, Minho wasn't- it all depends on you or the other person."

His words take a moment to soak into my brain. Honestly, this boy and his advice can make the world a better place to live in.

"I didn't know you thought that deeply about things as well." I give him a closed eyed smile. "But your words always have meaning. You would make a good adviser, you know that?" I suggest with a look of adoration.

"Aish, all that is just my opinion on things." He rubs his nape as he gets up. "And the bus is here."

I let out a breath of air and look over at the street to see the approaching bus. My hand slips to the side of my backpack and I pull out my transport card before getting up to stand beside Taehyung. We both watch as it comes to a slow halt then it's doors slowly open, and a few people start to get on while others get off.

"I'll see you on Friday!" I holler, with a slight tilt to my head. "And be sure to rest up when you get home. Sleep all day tomorrow too since it's a holiday!" I quickly give him a hug, and I feel that all too familiar warmth that I've grown to love consume me.

"Deh," I feel his heartbeat against my ear, and it's pace is a little faster than it should be. "And thank you for the chai."

I smile in content before detaching from him and walking towards the bus with a little wave.

"And don't forget to return Sunbaenim's flask!"

His cute laughter is the last thing I hear before disappearing into the bus.

A/n: All I got to say is that Minho is a Manhoe and you can't fight me on this because I'm 7% ninja. Believe it!