He was a bird that didn't realise he had wings

- unknown

Yoongi's Pov

Walking to school the next day was tiring. I had a nightmare and most of the time I was thinking about Hoseok. I still haven't decided if this I what I want or if I even want to be friends with him.

I know his reputation but in all, he doesn't seem all that bad.

Once I arrived in school people were pointing and laughing at me. I kept my head down and hitched my bag up higher. Walking down the hallways only increased the laughter.  I knew they were laughing at me even though I convinced myself there was someone else behind me. When I finally reached my locker I saw pictures of me.

My head on a stripper's body. Just my face on naked bodies of men. Words were written on them. Slut, whore, tramp etc. I just stood there staring at nothing thinking what the hell did I do to deserve this?

I keep my head down, I get good grades, I don't fight or bitch. But I had a hunch on who did this. Kae.

I ripped all the posters off the wall and shoved them into a bin. This day is just the best day ever, notice the sarcasm.

As I walk down the hallway to my first class I rip every posted of the wall. Hands grabbed my shoulders and turn me around and I'm faced with Hoseok's angry face. This isn't good at all.

"You okay?" He asked through gritted teeth.

"I'm fine," I replied.

He looks at me like he is searching for anything then nods to himself. "I'm going to find out who done this okay."

"Its fine, it is all fine." I give him a tight small grip.

"No it's not you and I both know it's not okay." He says. Hoseok gives me a quick kiss on the cheek before walking off down the hallway ripping of the posters of the wall.

I felt heat rush to my cheek from his kiss. Damn what is wrong with me?

I walked into my first class and sat all the way at the back. People tried tripping me up and some turned around to face me just to shot a spitball at me.

~~~

This is not how I imagined today to turn out at all. The laughing and bulling continued all throughout the day. It was lunch now and all I wanted to do was cry my eyes out. I just wanted to be left alone. I made my way outside to the field and walked to back and sat down against the tree.

I bought my legs up to my chest and just looked around the field looking at the dance squad do a routine and the footballers kick the football around.

All of them are fake, every single one of them.  When school finishes no one will stay in touch. Everyone will go their own ways.

Life isn't supposed to be this hard. I tucked my head into my knees and let silent tears roll down my face.

I suddenly heard a loud crowd cheering. I looked up and saw everyone over near the jocks pumping their fists in the air screaming and some had their phones.

"Hwan fucking punch him, man!" I saw Hwan's best friend Kyung scream.

I saw a flash of a tattooed covered arm and instantly knew it was Hoseok. No one else has tattoos like that.

I stood up and gathered my bag making my way towards the crowd. I pushed several people out the way with either my shoulders and elbows. When I got to the front Hoseok was sitting on Hwan punching the life out of him. Hwan already looked unconscious but Hoseok wasn't stopping at all.

I knew what I had to do.

I took a deep breath in and walked so Hoseok could see my face. "Hoseok stop," I whispered but he didn't. He carried on punching Hwan. "HOSEOK." I screamed.

Everything fell silent and Hoseok looked up at me. He had blood pouring out his eyebrow, he had a cut on his cheek and lip. "That's enough Hoseok," I whispered.

He blinked and looked down at Hwan and it was like he couldn't believe he done that. "I-I don't know what happened." He whispered so only I could hear.

"I know but let's go okay?" I held my hand out to him and he hesitated but finally put his hand in mine. I nodded and helped him up.

I turned to Kyung and saw him frowning, "Get him help Kyung." I gave him a small smile.

"I'm sorry Yoongi."