Morning passed away like hurricane and I was satisfied by eating lunch in the school canteen. At the table I had Namjoon, Tae, and one other guy from the higher grade. His name was Jin. I enjoyed meal and watching people around me. It was quite crowded. It was totally crowded. All the tables were full of people, maybe somewhere was a free chair, but still after some time someone's butt sat down there. Only Yoongi sat alone in the corner with three empty spots. He carelessly chewed the triangle of the sandwich he held at the height of his chest. He had a nice shirt today. I don't like dark colour much, but I would have put that dark blue flannel thing on myself.
"...I thought we'd climb the hill over the weekend, would you say?" I give attention to my group again and listened to Tae.
Jin swallowed and reached for the salt: "Ye, sure. I have nothing planned."
"Namjoon?"
"Um," he lowered his lower lip, "Probably, I will be at work."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Tae gave him a disgruntled expression, "You said, you had to make money through the summer. Well...and it's not summer anymore."
"But I need the money all the time."
"Jesus, one weekend won't kill you."
"It will," Namjoon clenched the jaw slightly angrily, "Not everyone has money on tray like you."
Before Tae's patience ran out, I quickly put a hand on his shoulder. He would probably also have stood up from chair.
"Relax, guys," I said, looking at both, "Tae, you know Kim´s family situation at home. So, Tae... just..."
"Okey," he lowered his shoulders, "but it's a tradition that we walk as four."
"Let's call Yoongi," Jin shook his head in his direction and sucked a noodle in to mouth.
We all looked at him like on insane person. I mean, I wouldn't have a problem with him. But Tae sure. He only liked the girls and our group who sitting here at lunch, plus some exceptions.
Tae crossed his eyes, "You're crazy, right?"
Jin smiled wryly, and they began to laugh.
I imagined Yoongi's reaction... I didn't imagine, because I have no idea what it would be. I guess he'd send us to fuck ourselves. For sure. I was thinking that we would move the climb to another weekend, but in that moment Tae start banging to me so much, that I was surprised that he didn't choke himself. I was confused. He wanted to speak, but his mouth was full of food, so he just gave out crazy cords. No need to say, we looked at him as a pure retard, but that wasn't new either.
"Diagnosis?" Namjoon chuckled.
"That's him! That's him!" Finally, Tae swallowed and pointed finger on someone.
"Your new classmate?" Jin turn around on chair.
"Look at that bullshit," Tae started his bullying skill mode, "There he is. The one in the white shirt."
The boy was a bit smaller, dressed quite formally. Suits trousers and a snow slim shirt. He was just taking a plastic tray and a nice lady was giving him lunch. I couldn't see his face, but he had orange hair like a fox or carrot. It was obvious, that he is here for the first time. While the poor man orientated where is sticks or cutlery, he made some confused movements. The nervousness of the queue behind him was considerable. As a bonus, his napkin fell, and as he lifted it, he banged his head against the countertop.
"Jeeeez, look at that dick," Tae smirked, "I'm surprised that stainless steel didn't melt under him."
Namjoon tried to calm him down, though his expression was rather neutral: "Taeeee ..."
"Kim Taehyung, really stop, because I'll call him on the weekend tourism."
I threatened him. He crawled on my nerves. He is incredibly homophobic. He's new, so he banged his head. Well...must make science from that?
Tae watched the guy and commented on every single thing he did. His earring, his full lips, which is so full because he gave blowjob to half of Korea. I like Tae, but sometimes, he behaves like a brat.
"...look at it -"
"Fucking enough!" I shouted after him.
"What?! Calm down."
"Stop or I will smash your nose. Can´t you just ignore him?"
"I can't," he said, and came dangerously close to my face, "Because I can't."
Many eyes looked at us. I felt Tae's breath on my cheek, I turned my eyes from him and at that moment I caught Yoongi's eye contact. Ups. Maybe this scene is really noisy, when he heard it too. Tae pissed me off with his dickness, so I thought he'd eat it what he wants. I stood up from the table.
"Where are you going?" the bully asked me.
"Call that guy on climb."
He gripped my wrist firmly and I could already see how he squeeze his ass scared: "You can't do that."
"I'll do it," I clenched jawline, "I warned you."
I saw that he wanted to resist, but with my gaze I showed him that he couldn't afford it. I have a few things form Friday nights to keep him in check mate. I'm not bad or blackmailing...but I can't let him bully people. I know that the guy heard us and our talk. I'm not blind.
I went to him. He sat with a group of girls that he ignored. I have no idea, what was going on in his head, when he saw me walking towards him. But apparently it was nothing good.
"Hi, can I?" I looked on free red chair opposite to him.
He silently nodded. A little harder swallowing a piece of bread, he stares into his plate.
"Hi," I put my hand towards him, "I'm Hoseok. Jung Hoseok."
He wasn't sure if he was going to shakes our hands, but I turn on my Super Sunshine Regime, expecting my hand to greeting, even if it wasn't coming. I finally waited, "Park Jimin."
"Oh, you have a nice name."
He smiled shyly and looked back to his lunch.
"So, how's your first day at school?" I used to sit a little more comfortably, but immediately I realized I couldn't use more dumb question.
Certainly he did not have a good one, when he has that dick Tae in class.
"Where did you go to school before?" I quickly changed the question and saw that he was glad for it.
"Busan dance high school."
"Do you dance?" My eyebrows raised enthusiastically.
He nodded.
"I love dancing. It's my life," My palm landed vehemently on my chest.
Finally, some first hint of a smile. I leaned forward happily: "Listen, if you want... I'm leaving school at half past three today and then I'm going to the dance room. If you want, we can go together."
I guess I blew that at him too fast, because his mouth made no sound. I explained to him how it goes that with dance room, usually is booked by a band, but I have a VIP. The guy agreed and thanked. I was glad. When I left him, his face has a much more pleasant colour...
14:25
Kim Taehyung
Cao ...
14:26
Jung Hoseok
Hi, what do you need?
14:26
Kim Taehyung
Do U want a ride home?
Although for what U almost did today
I d love to tie your legs to car
and drove U all over Gwangju bitch!
14:27
Jung Hoseok
Chesus…again?
I don't like when U bullying people
U know dat man
14:28
Kim Taehyung
OMG
U prince on a white horse
Don't be emotional
14:28
Jung Hoseok
This is about manners
14:28
Kim Taehyung
Okey mum
Should I take U home or wat?
14:30
Jung Hoseok
No, I'm going to the dance room
...with Jimin 😉
14:32
Kim Taehyung
Well
and U said toudont' like pair dancing :DDD
U don't'*
14:32
Jung Hoseok
God, U r little piece of shit :D
Byee
14:33
Kim Taehyung
Better to watch out for your ass :D: D: D
Seen 14:35
I waited in the lobby of the school where we arranged to meet, because Jimin had no idea, how to get to the gym. The main corridor was quite full. I was looking for Jimin, but I didn't saw him. I checked the time and found myself standing there for twenty minutes. I sighed to expel the negative feelings. I don't like tardiness.
I thought I'd give him time to three o'clock. I waited there and when time hit the afternoon, I turned around making step and...
"Shit, ah," the blond head whispered loudly.
Yoongi's head. He was ready to bend over for notepad, which had fallen to the ground, but I overtook him, "Sorry."
He rubbed his forehead and then our eyes met, "Oh... it's you."
"Sorry."
"Look more ahead."
"Sorry again."
"Okay, enough," he said, taking the notebook, "don't apologize so much."
"Okey, sry."
He looked so disgustingly annoyed that it made me feel a little moody. He walked past me like a big boss, and I had to turn after him. The tail of his aura continued in to long distance after him.
I wanted to go where I was supposed to be half an hour ago, but then I saw a small piece of paper under my shoe tip. What is this? Apparently, it fell out of Yoongi's notepad. I thought I'd throw it in the trash, yet before I throw it out, I noticed the text on the other side.