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But You Love Me

Chapter 1 - Who is Yoongi?

He sobs on and on making it harder for me to decide whether to go or help him. “Are you crying? Ha… ahahahaha!!!!”
I clench mt fists when hearing that disgusting, evil voice. I can’t go in there.
“Hey, HEY!” He starts shouting at one of his many victims. I have to go in there.
“STOP CRYING OR I’LL PUNCH YOU UNTIL YOU STOP!!!” The crying stops after that, for a second. Then whimpering follows and I know he’s holding it in. I check around the corridor seeing still, no one, as class is in progress. Whether they choose to hear the crying or not beats me. I’ve never seen anyone barge in on Yoongi’s business before, which is why… i’m no going in there. I wimp out and run away with heavy feet hearing the impact of the bully’s fists on the boy.

“You’re gonna be late again Saeyong?”
I snap back into reality and realise i’ve slept in… again. Racing out the door after quickly getting dressed and eating I swing a quick hug by my mum and run out the door. As soon as I get through the school gate, the bell rings out. Crap. My class is at the other end of the school. I run for my life to class hoping I don’t ruin my record.

“Saeyong… Saeyong? Is she here today?” I slam the door open probably frightening some kids. Out of breath I manage to squeeze out,”he… here… mark me present.” The class starts muttering again as I take my seat feeling the uneasy feeling in my stomach fade away and my breath slow down. I look to my left to see Seokjin smiling away at me. I breath out a smile back and take out my books for the class.
After a few minutes of settling in. Seokjin passes me a note slyly sliding it discretely across the table. Checking to see the teacher facing the board, I open up the paper.
“Did you even have breakfast?”
I scribble out underneath his writing.
“Arn’t you gonna ask why i’m late first?”
“You slept in, I know.”
I frown slightly at the paper confused. I turn to him and he circles his face with his finger whispering, “no make-up.” I gasp out loud and cover my face with my hands. He continues laughing into his hands at my reaction finding this somewhat, funny? Not the best start to the day, but my attendance record is still clean.

The bell rings out telling the students lunch time is starting. Now, the thing you must know about this school is that if you enter the hallways too early or too late you’ll get stomped on. By who? Well they call themselves ‘Bulletproof Boys.’ Pretty stupid, I know. They basically are the most stupid, yet dominant, complete idiots with the lowest academic ranking in school (which you think would make them embarrassed to even go to school).
Other people’s views’ though? To others they’re the most powerful group in out school yet. If they tell you to sit somewhere you’d better sit there. I’m not afraid though, because i’m friends with one of the members… well kinda.


Notes

So this is my first story on this website I hope you'll all like it even though this chapter is mostly back story and build ups.
Still getting used to the format of this website so give me a while ^.^"
I do have a Tumblr connected with this and I will be posting this story on there as well - idontknowmollayo
TANKS FOU DA LUV! MUAH! ^3^

Comments

@BringTheSpirit
Awww thank you so much for reading! I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Fighting! ^3^

@Idontknowmollayo
OMG! i loved the story ^^ fighting^^

@StarrMunoz16
감사합니다~ Thank kyuuuu~<3

Awww I loved it :)

@Idontknowmollayo
Hwaiting~!

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