A knee to the stomach is never a nice thing. Not only does it hurt a lot, but it also makes you feel sick. After 1...2...3 knees in the stomach, Jungkook could barely sit up. Jihoon suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up.
"Don't you dare tell anyone about this. If you do I'll kill you. So get up and act like nothing... ever... happened." Jihoon said, his voice darker than ever. Everyone in the changing room had been watching this whole time. Some even started to feel sorry for Jungkook.

Jungkook choked on his own breath as he tried to stand up, his stomach was throbbing with pain, it hurt to breathe and he felt like all the contents of his stomach would get upchucked at any minute, not that it would be that much anyway, he'd only eaten breakfast and that's it. He sobbed tears rolling down his face as he changed into his PE kit. He was reminded of why he'd felt so shit this whole time. Why he'd ended up in that mental hospital in the first place. He was about to leave and head to the sports hall when jihoon grabbed the fabric of his shirt again.
"Wipe those tears off your face, you pussy." He spat out. "I thought I told you to act like nothing ever happened, yeah? So suck it up and go out there with a smile on your face, you fucking pussy."
Jungkook tried to hide his sobs as he took a deep breath, slowly walking out of the changing rooms as an effort to hide his limping. Jihoon smirked from behind him, happy with what he had done.

Jungkook managed to deal with it for a little while, but it wasn't long before his condition started to deteriorate. He couldn't focus on what he was meant to be doing, and he had no energy left. He could feel his stomach cramping more and more by the second, something wasn't right. He was silently crying, trying so hard to carry on as normal, so jihoon wouldnt kill him, but it wasn't hard to notice the tears streaming down his face. The teacher pulled him aside, to ask what was going on. Jihoon was side-eyeing the whole time, anger building up seeing that Jungkook was crying.
"Jungkook, are you ok? Why the tears?" The teacher said, full of concern. It took a while for Jungkook to build up the strength to answer.
"M-my stomach hurts." Jungkook says softly.
"Ok, do you want to go to the nurse?" Jungkook nods, wiping his tears away with the back of his hand.
"Can someone take Jungkook to the nurse? He's not feeling well and I want to make sure he gets there safe." Jungkooks heart skipped a beat. He knew what was going to happen.
"I'll go." Jihoons hand went straight up. Jungkooks heart skipped another beat and more tears escaped from his eyes involuntarily as jihoon looked at him with a wicked smile.
"Ok jihoon, you go. Come straight back." The teacher says, simply going back to the rest of the class as jihoon sauntered over to Jungkook proudly.
"Come on Jungkook. Let's go." Jihoon said, taking his arm roughly when no one was looking.

Jungkook could barely walk now, his legs wobbling underneath him, both from fear and weakness. They got to about halfway down the corridor when jihoon pushed him to the floor. It all happened to quickly. Jihoon kicked his stomach, harder and harder with each kick. Jungkook wanted to scream, but he knew jihoon would just start hitting harder. After a few last hard kicks, he walked off, leaving Jungkook to cry pitifully, lying against the wall. He could feel something leaking out of his mouth, whether it was blood or saliva, he didn't know.

His teacher had just come to collect the work that Jungkook had done, but on her way back, she heard a lot of havoc, and went to investigate. Only when she got there, the sight she saw made her heart break.
"JUNGKOOK!" She screams, dropping everything and running to him.
"Jungkook! Jungkook! Can you hear me? You'll be ok, just- just hold on ok?" She said frantically trying to figure out what to do in this situation. Jungkook coughed and sputtered out a pitiful whine.
"I'll be two seconds I'm just gonna go get the nurse ok? I'll be back in two seconds!" She said, panicked and overwhelmed. She ran as fast as she could in high heels, to the nurses office.

"NURSE! PLEASE COME QUICK! JUNGKOOK IS HURT!" She shouted, bursting into the room. The nurse immediately jumped up and followed the nurse all the way to Jungkooks pitiful body laying on the ground.
"Oh my gosh." She said in shock. Never in all her years of being a school nurse had she seen someone in such a state.
"Do you have a phone on you?" She asked the teacher, and the teacher quickly dug through her pockets, pulling out her mobile phone. The nurse wasted no time calling an ambulance.
"Ambulance service, is the patient breathing?"
"Umm yes but only just. He's a student at our school and a teacher just found him in the corridors, he appears to have been badly beaten."
"Is he conscious?"
"Just about, but he's not really responding."
"Ok an ambulance is on the way."
"He's coughing up blood."
The wait for the ambulance was a long one, and poor Jungkook wouldn't stop crying, but he was so weak he couldn't communicate what was wrong. The teacher just did the best she could to comfort him.
"Jungkook, try and just take deep breaths for me honey, you'll be ok, help is coming." She said, carefully stroking his hair back.
Before long they can hear the sirens, and the paramedics are promptly guided to Jungkook. Even they thought it was a sorry sight. The poor thing.
"Jungkook, can you hear me?" The paramedic asks. Jungkook lets out a whine, but it's still a response.
"Ok we're going to take you to the hospital ok?" Just hearing that word struck fear into him. He didn't want to go back there again, even though it wasn't a mental hospital this time. He whined, letting out a few sobs.
"It's ok honey we'll take good care of you" The paramedic said.
They took this opportunity, while a stretcher was being rolled over, to assess the situation.
"Jungkook? Do you think you can speak at all? We want to know what happened." Jungkook tried so hard, but all that came out was a stutter of sounds before he gave up.
"It's ok honey, keep trying." They pushed, but he just shook his head. The teacher remembered that he liked to write things down, and grabbed her notebook from the pile of books she had dropped and grabbed a pen. Jungkooks eye lit up just that little bit knowing that he could communicate. He grabbed the pen as good as he could with his shaky hands and wrote out a note. The writing was messy and shaky, considering that he was using his left hand.
Jihoon did it. Stomach hurts.
That's all he needed to get the message across.
"I swear to god that kid." The teacher said through her clenched teeth in anger. It took all her effort to not get up and run to jihoon and kill him then and there.
By that time the stretcher had arrived and they managed to quickly and carefully move him from the floor to the stretcher.

The teacher goes to the headteachers office, to give a testimony. Maybe some discipline would finally be put in place for Jihoon.
"So mrs Kim, tell me exactly what happened."
"Well, I was just going to get the work that Jungkook had done from the counsellors office and as I was leaving I heard some commotion coming from down the hall. So I went to go see what had happened and saw Jungkook curled up in a ball crying, with blood coming from his mouth. I quickly went and got the nurse and sat with him while she called the ambulance. He wouldn't talk, but we needed to know what had happened to him so I gave him some paper and a pen, cause I knew he liked to write down how he felt when he couldn't speak, and he wrote "Jihoon did it. Stomach hurts." I believe that jihoon beat him pretty badly, and that's how it came to this."
"Jihoon? But he's a model student. I swear he wouldn't touch a fly!" The headteacher said, clearly shocked.
"I've been trying to tell you for a while. Jihoon has been bullying Jungkook. All the students have but Jihoon is the worst." She replied. She had been trying to tell the headteacher for ages but every time she tried to bring it up all she's get was "another time." Or "we'll talk about this later." Now she could finally take a stand against Jihoon. She got out the notebook that Jungkook had written in. She'd kept all his notes, cause she knew she might need them.
"It's all very well him writing these things mrs Kim, but what if he's making it up? How do we know that jihoon is bullying him? Maybe Jungkook has something against jihoon and is trying to take it out on him but framing him as a bully?" The headteacher says, as she reads through the notes.
"Well, the pieces fit together much better if you look from Jungkooks side yknow. There's a lot of missing pieces if you go with the narrative of Jungkook framing jihoon. Besides, we have security cameras, right? We can just look on those." The headteacher sighs, not wanting to admit that mrs Kim was tight and she was wrong. She loved jihoon. He seemed like a perfect student, always getting good grades. How could someone like him bully Jungkook so harshly?

They both went to the computers and found the security camera files, looking through them. It didn't take long before they saw it. Right in front of them, Jihoon kicking Jungkook in the stomach in the hallway. There was no denying it was indeed Jihoon.

"It's a shame. He was a promising student. Guess we'll be permanently excluding him. I can't have anyone that disgraceful in my school." The teacher let out a smile that she was finally getting justice for Jungkook.

"It's not just Jihoon though. Pretty much all the students here have bullied him. We need to address it. To everyone."

"Where's your proof?" The headteacher asked, lifting one eyebrow.

"ummm... ummm" The teacher said, clicking her fingers to try and re-conjure the memory. "go to the files from about 2 weeks ago, the corridor near my classroom."

The Head flicked through the footage until the found it. Jungkook was sat outside of class, writing things down. Then there he was. Jihoon was there again, gripping his collar. "see, everyone's just walking past as if nothing's even happening. They don't care."

"That's still not proof, mrs kim."

"no, just wait a little longer." The teacher said, eyes focused on the screen. Before long they saw it. Misuk blatantly shoving him to the ground.
"I'm telling you, everyone hates him. It's not right. We need to have a serious talk with all the students about this." The headteacher hums, nodding.
"I suppose you're right. I'll talk to them in assembly tomorrow."

Btw, I haven't forgotten about that preview I have oh so long ago 😂😉