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01

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H y e r i n

After remembering some of the bad things that had happened between Yoongi and I, I was taken aback when the person behind me nudged me that made me snap back to reality.

"Move. I'm next!" Some bitch yelled at me. I forgot that I was in a line with them.

I reluctantly took my bag and walked at the very end of the big classroom. There I saw a sleepy Yoongi with his earphones on and was about to sleep when he noticed me.

His eyes widened in shock realizing why I'm there. "No. Fuck no." He mumbled while taking off his earphones.

"Shut up. I don't like this either. Let's just complain later." I pointed out. In one snap my mood dimmed.

It was like all of my energy dried up. Knowing that he's beside me made me cringe. I can't stand his presence, so I'm sitting.

For the first time I became quiet. The whole homeroom I didn't speak a word.

Feeling the same, Yoongi just stayed still. With the same bored face he always had, he too didn't say a thing.

The bell rang which kinda woke me up from everything. After processing what was happening I finally reacted. "Yoongi, let's go talk to the principal. Maybe that old man can help us." Surprised of me finally talking, he nodded and walked beside me until we reached the principal's office.

"You go talk. He's your uncle right?" I beamed at him. He looked at me with a 'wtf face' "No you talk. Besides that's what you're good at, trashtalker."

"Damn it just go inside, freak!"

"Ladies first. But wait you're not one cuz you don't have boo-" Before he could finish I smacked him in the chest. "Ouch!" He screeched.

He was about to hit me back when someone spoke. "Hey Yoongi, no hitting girls! Not on my watch!" We turned around to see the principal. He playfully hit Yoongi at his head that made Yoongi groan in annoyance. Heh he deserved it anyway. Fucking asshole tryna hit me back.

Just then the principal glanced at me. "So why are you two lovebirds here?" I almost choked when I heard what he said. I turned to Yoongi to see his disgusted face. Yoongi was about to complain when the principal cut him off. "Come inside, you two. Let's talk privately about your relationship." He said with a cheeky grin.

"What the fuck old man?" I hissed.

"Yeah. What the fuck uncle?" Yoongi growled.

The old man just laughed his ass off hearing us both curse at him. "Chill little kids, I was just joking."

He made us sit on the sofa, he then went to his table at the middle of his office. "I bet the reason why you two are here is because of the new teacher? I gotta admit she's a quick-tempered one. She just graduated and is currently facing many problems that made her more dangerous. You don't wanna mess with her, if I were you two. So if you kids will ask me to help you at your seating arrangement, I'm afraid I can't."

That made us feel worse. "The only thing you two could do is to not fight with each other anymore. It will fix the whole problem don't you guys know?"

"That is one thing I can't promise." Yoongi muttered.

"I can't promise that too." I firmly said. Yoongi then glared at me. "Don't copy me, bitch."

"What did you say, shitface?!" I bolted. The principal was already facepalming while watching us fight.

"Ohmygod you two should just date alread-"

We both glared at him. "NO FUCKING WAY!" We shouted at the same time.

"OHMYGOD BITCH WHAT DID I SAY? STOP COPYING ME!"

"FUCK YOU YOONGSHIT! FITE ME!"

The principal just shook his head. "Fucking brats, denying each other. Just fuck already for all I care." He mumbled while rubbing his temples.

It was past 6 already when the old man kicked us out of his office. We then separated ways once we passed the school gate.

Fuck that asshole, always getting on my nerves.

Since middle school that prick was always making fun of me. Called me names and shits like that.

At first I didn't care. My mind was set on maintaining good grades and being a good daughter my parents will be proud of.

But one day I snapped. I think I was on 9th grade that time. I became tired of all the shits he's been doing to me. I started fighting back. Defending myself. Became violent.

What I became now was all because of him.

And I'll never forgive him no matter what.

That was what I actually expected to do. But fuck, who knew things would be difficult once I actually had to know the real Min Yoongi just by being his shitmate?

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Lmao thanks for the 400 followers i'm cryinggg T__T

This is like my last update for now since I still got a shitload of projects to do. Fuck school! I hope you guys can wait. You will right?

And omg bts Hyyh on stage concert is so daebak i kennot :<

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