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Jeon Wonwoo

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'I'll protect you from now on.'

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"What's she wearing?"

"Looks like something that a dirty, old hobo dragged out from the dump."

"Look at her hair!"

"Doesn't she wash at all?"

"She might as well live in a box..."

These were only some of the kinds of things that were said about you everyday.

You just wanted to scream at them to shut up, but you never could. You've been bullied ever since you got here and you had no idea why.

You were originally from America but had to move to South Korea for your dads business. It was hard, but you dealt with it.

You can talk, understand, write and read in Korean with ease and you loved it. It was such an interesting language to learn!

The sad thing was, in this school you were at, nobody wanted to be your friend. You had always thought that everyone would be kind and caring but they were the complete opposite of that.

You had food thrown at you sometimes by your main bullies. The 'Bangtan Boys', also known as BTS.

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You are sat on a lunch table in the corner on your own, reading your favourite book.

You then hear a loud chortle come from the table in the middle of the lunch hall, and surprisingly enough (notice the sarcasm), it was the same group everyday, laughing at you sat on your own.

You look up at all of them and your eyes latch onto someone.

It was your crush, Jeon Wonwoo. He is the most popular boy in the school. Most of the girls would die for him.

You've even seen a few fights over him as well since you've been here, but you're not like them.

Not at all.

You love his laugh, his smile, you just didn't know if you could trust him, as he spent loads of his time with BTS.

He's never talked to you before, but he sneaks glances at you when you're not looking; you always notice though.

The thing is, he's never bullied you like the others have. He sometimes walks away when they're tormenting you, but he sends a sympathetic smile your way sometimes (Like that'll help).

Today, BTS planned to do something to you, but you just didn't know what.

You look up from your book again to see all of the group whispering to each other, chuckling and looking at you at times. You automatically knew they were planning on doing something to you.

One of them, Jimin, stood up straight and turns his body in your direction, walking towards you. You can feel your heart beating furiously against your chest as you gulp hard.

He slams his palms on the table and rests on them.

"What are you doing here all alone?" He coos, pouting at you. You ignore him and continue to read your book, until it was yanked out of your hands.

'Not again...' You think to yourself, breathing in and out at a steady pace and staying put, not wanting to seek any attention towards yourself. Even though you were fuming with anger on the inside, you tried to stay as calm as possible.

Jimin holds the book in his hands and eyes it up and down, looking at it with disgust.

"What the heck? What are these words? Why's it in a different language?" He says, looking at it's blurb.

He huffs and holds it effortlessly in his right hand. "Oh, what a shame." He says, opening the book and taking a page in between this fingers. Your eyes went wide open.

'Don't... Don't rip it...' You pray to yourself over and over again. That was your favourite book! And you only had one copy! The price of it now is way too expensive to afford than the price when you bought it.

He smirks at you and you heard the slight sound of paper ripping.

"You gonna come get it or what?" He teases, suddenly ripping the full page off, making your mouth drop open a bit. You heard laughter coming from the table they came from.

You looked over at Wonwoo, tears brimming your eyes. His mouth was hanging open as well, the exact same expression you had on your face. You close your mouth and look down at your hands, which were gently resting on your lap.

"Nobody is going to help you!" Yoongi laughs and your face goes bright red, mostly of embarrassment. Your fists clenched tightly together, needing to let everything out.

"You know what?" You start quietly, standing up and holding your clenched fists by your side. They look at you, surprised. That's the first time they've heard you talk and you could tell they could sense the immense anger in your voice.

"I've had enough with everyone's bullshit. What have I done to deserve any of this? Why don't you just leave me alone for once? Can you do that? Or are you just too obsessed with me that you are incapable of stopping yourself from harassing me? I've done nothing wrong to you, so why do negative stuff to me?" You yell, your tears almost spilling.

A single, lone tear makes it's way down your cheek and you sniff, wiping your cheek with your sleeve. They think for a minute and look at each other, smiling evilly.

"Guys, she's right." A deep voice speaks up. You look up in the direction the voice came from.

Wonwoo.

'But, why is he sticking up for me?' You think to yourself, a confused expression on your face.

He shoots you a smile and you feel butterflies fluttering around in your stomach all of a sudden. Heat makes it's way up to your pale cheeks and, sure enough, you were blushing. You curse at yourself mentally and fiddle with your fingers while looking down at the ground.

"Why are you sticking up for her?" Jungkook scoffs, looking at him in disgust.

"Because she never deserved any of the things you did to her. You can't do anything negative to anyone without having a reason, and if you don't, there's no point whatsoever." He states, glancing at him with a straight face.

"Wow. What's happened with you, Wonwoo?" Jimin says, suddenly smirking and looking at me evilly, "Would you care if I did this?"

Just at that second, you feel a cold liquid being poured onto your head.

"What the fuck?!" You yell, my mouth hanging wide open.

"Why the fuck would you do that?!" Wonwoo's deep voice thunders throughout the cafeteria, making the whole room silent. Suddenly, everyone was looking at you, shocked.

Tears suddenly run like a river down your face, making it hard for you to breathe. You then grab your book and the ripped page, slamming them into your bag and throwing your bag over your shoulders.

You were about to leave the room until you feel a body fall at your feet, looking down to see who it was.

Jimin?

Above him was Wonwoo, staring at him with disgust and anger in his eyes.

He turns around to look at the table of boys, "I'm sick of being one of you. I'm done with this shit you've been doing."

He then looks at you and walks towards you, taking your hand and dragging you through the halls and into the boys toilets at the other side of the school, not making a single sound or saying a word. Luckily, no-one was in there.

He looks at the worried expression on your face and chuckles, "Don't worry. No-one ever comes in here anyway. Come on, you need to dry off."

He then grabs some paper towels from the dispenser and wipes your face, concentrating intently on what he was doing.

Butterflies suddenly flutter furiously around your stomach, making you gulp and blush.

You can't help but stare into his dark eyes, getting drawn in.

He looks up at you and you feel butterflies explode in your stomach again, gasping at the feeling. He slowly stops what he is doing and throws the paper towel in the bin beside you both, cupping your cheek with his hand and leaning in, closing his eyes.

Both your lips meet and the butterflies in your stomach go crazy.

He smiles into the kiss, showing that he was enjoying it. You smile, too and both pull away, eyes still locked together.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while, you know." He says, shyness clear in his voice. You smile and divert your eyes away to the ground, letting your hair fall in front of your face.

A few moments later, you feel two fingers resting under your chin, lifting up your face to be met with his sparkling, dark eyes.

"You're beautiful. Why hide your face?" He asks, his voice soothing and deep, sending shivers down your spine. You smile and blush furiously, making him laugh lightly under his breath.

"Because I-I'm nervous." You reply. He caresses your cheek with his thumb lightly, smiling sweetly at you.

"Nervous about what, Y/N?"

"Wait, h-how do you know my name?"

He chuckles, "I know everyone's names. My father is the headmaster."

You remember and nod at him understandingly. He sighs heavily and takes your hand in his. You feel heat rise up to your cheeks again and your gaze falls down to your hands.

"I want to tell you something, Y/N." He speaks up. Your head rises up and you see a nervous look on his face.

"What is it, Wonwoo?" You ask, kind of scared of what he was going to say next.

"I-I... I like you." You were taken aback literally. You let your hands fall out of his and you back up against the wall, the cold stone pressing up against your back.

"Ah! Sorry, I shouldn't have said anything!" He says, throwing his arms up.

"No, no! Don't apologise."

He looks at you, confused, "Why shouldn't I apologise?"

Your face goes a dark shade of red again, "W-Well, how do I put this? I like you, too."

His face went from a shocked expression, and then a happy one.

He grabs your hands again and pulls you forward suddenly, stealing a quick kiss off of your lips.

"Y/N, be mine?"

"Gladly..."

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i'm cringing~~~

...oh my gawd

*IN CoMEs VeRNoN* YOURE NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY OH MY GAWD (wtaf am i doing)

I'm gonna post loads this weekend :D

HAVE A GOOD ONE

Buh bi

-코다

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