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Jungkook's POV

"Alright," I started, gently holding Jimins hand as I walked through the front doors of my highschool. "Just stay by my side, and if a teacher asks who you are, just say you're an exchange student and you're with me."

He nodded, hiding behind me as we walked down the crowded hall.

"Jungkook!" Tyler exclaimed, running up to me. "Hey, where were you yesterday? You didn't answer my texts or nothing!"

"I don't need to answer your texts." I said, opening my locker.

"Bu\- hey, who're you?" he said, peering at Jimin.

"He's a friend." I said, glaring at Tyler.

Before I knew it, all of my other friends came to join Tyler and me, crowding around us.

"Jeez Jungkook, you really left us hanging yesterday." Micheal said, leaning against the locker next to mine.

"Yeah," Seon chimed in, looking over at Jimin. "Mia was asking where you were all day, and we didn't have a clue."

I clenched my jaw when I saw them staring at Jimin, pulling him even closer as I slammed my locker shut, causing them all to jump.

"Mia was a one time only." I growled.

"Why is that?" Micheal asked, cocking a brow.

"Dude, she's like the hottest girl in this school." Tyler chuckled, clapping my shoulder.

I wanted to bite that hand right off, but I didn't. I just smacked it. Really hard.

"She's a slut." I said, running a hand through my hair. "They all fucking are."

"And you \*\*\*\* them." Tyler said, glancing down at Jimin. "And who is he, again?"

"My name is Jimin!" Jimin said happily, wrapping both of his arms around my arm to hug it. I clenched my jaw even harder, trying my best not to rip my arm away from him. He was so clingy!

"What's up, Jimin, I'm Tyler." he said, holding out his hand. Jimin just stared at it, and I sighed, pulling Jimin down the hallway with me.

"Do you not like them?" Jimin asked, letting go of my arm.

"They're my friends. They just piss me off with their annoyingness." I grumbled, glaring at anyone who looked at me.

"I liked them, they were nice." he said, reaching for my hand. I moved it out of his reach, running I through my hair instead.

I could not have people think I'm gay...

"Jungkook..." he said softly, looking up at me.

Suddenly, Mia stepped out of the crowd of people, an innocent smile on her face as she looked me up and down.

"Jungkookie, there you are!" she smiled, opening her arms. I cringed, stepping back from her.

"Don't touch me." I said, glaring daggers at her. "You were a one time only, Mia."

"Aw, that's sad." she said, a pout on her face as her eyes wandered over to Jimin.

"Ooou, who's this handsome thing?" she said, making grabby hands at him as she walked closer.

"Stay away from him!" I barked, hitting one of her hands. She gasped at that, frowning down at her hand.

"Stop coming around me! Stop touching people that aren't yours! St\-"

Suddenly, I felt Jimins two strong arms wrap around my waist as he stood beside me, side hugging me with his cheek pressed against my shoulder.

I went silent, still staring at Mia. How could I yell at someone when Jimin was so... comforting?

"Ah, so he's your... safety pin." Mia said, smiling. The people around us were all staring, their prying eyes on my and Jimin.

"Jungkook, you're like... a hand grenade." Mia said, stepping closer. I balled my hands into fists, but refused to do anything, Jimin's warmth holding me in place as she curiously looked at Mia.

"And this... boy, here, is your safety pin. When a safety pin is inside a grenade, the grenade can't explode. But when someone takes the pin out..." she smiled, quickly grabbing Jimin's arm and yanking him away from me.

"It explodes."

The second she ripped Jimin away from my side something inside me snapped.

I didn't care that she was a girl.

I didn't care that hundreds of people were watching.

I took a step forward and used my balled fist to punch her right in her pretty little face, nothing but anger inside me now.

She gasped sharply, reaching up to touch her swollen cheek. But I just grabbed the collar of her shirt, shoving her through the crowd of people and slamming her against a locker.

"Don't fucking touch him! Ever again!! And don't sit here and talk sh!t about me in front of the whole damn school and act like a little fu¢king slut, or I'll make sure you're be paralyzed for the rest of your miserable life!" I yelled, slamming my hand against the locker next to her head.

"Jungkook," she whispered, bringing her knee up so it was in between my legs. "I love it when you're rough like this..."

That was it.

I raised my fist again, aiming for her pretty nose. But just as I moved my hand for her, I felt two hands grab my arm, pulling my hand down with a powerful grip.

Who in the hell was stronger than me?!

I turned around, only to see it was Jimin, looking at the girl with a small frown.

"You shouldn't hurt people." he said, yanking my arm away from her before letting me go. He had tears in his eyes as he looked away from me, pulling his hands up into his sleeves.

Damn it. I've done fucked up.

I forgot that Jimin was literally abused for a living. Seeing me as the same monster that beat him up must be beyond scary for him...

I sighed heavily, letting go of Mia and turning my attention towards Jimin.

"Thank you, Jungkook's little safety pin, for putting the damn grenade back in it's place." Mia said sweetly, looking at Jimin.

I ignored her, trying to make eye contact with Jimin instead, who refused to look at me.

"You hurt people." Jimin said quietly, taking a step away from me. "You hurt people for fun..."

"No, Jimin.." I said, stepping towards him. "I don't do it for fun, I promise."

He didn't respond, reaching up to touch the bruise on his cheek. "Yes you do..."

"No, I don't!" I yelled, tangling my hands into my hair. "These dumbass people are just so fu¢king annoying! I can't stand this damned school!" I yelled, looking around at everyone. They were all just fucking obstacles in my way...

Jimin was quiet, turning around and walking away from me.

No... no no no...

"Jimin," I said, lowering my voice as I went after him. He ignored me, walking outside of the school and standing in the grass.

"Jungkook," he said, looking up at me finally. "If you want to hit someone, hit me."

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