WE MEET FOR THE FIRST TIME

**JIMIN'S P.O.V.**

The class finally ended after a whole painful 30 minutes. As I got up to go wait in the front of the class for all the other kids to leave, Hoseok called out to me.

"Jimin wait..." (Hoseok)

"Yeah...?" (Jimin)

"Uh, are you free by any chance right now?" (Hoseok)

"Um...not right now. Why? Is there something I can help you with?" (Jimin)

"Oh...haha, it's nothing actually. I just wanted to introduce you to my friends." (Hoseok)

"Oh. We can surely do that some other time, but not today. I'm sorry." (Jimin)

"No, no! It's totally fine!! No hurries at all. Just call me when you're free, anytime at all." (Hoseok)

"Oh...uh..about that. I don't exactly own a phone , you see..." (Jimin)

"Um...okay. No problems, you can always come and talk to me!" (Hoseok)

"Yeah, sure." (Jimin)

"Okay, I'll leave now. Bye!! (Hoseok)

"Bye..." (Jimin)

Hoseok smiled at me brightly before leaving the class. I couldn't help but smile back shyly at him, I mean...his smile seemed to be quite contagious. I just couldn't NOT smile back. So after he walked out, there was no one left except for me and Mr. Bang. I waked towards the front of class with my hands shoved in the pocket of my pants. I was fidgeting, thinking about what he wanted to discuss about. It couldn't have been my marks, I always scored well. And also, I almost always kept out of trouble. Well, almost because, everytime I ran into Taemin, it would usually create a big scene.

Right now, I had so many thoughts rushing through my head, as endless possibilities of why he wanted to confront me came to my mind.

I approached him, as he looked at me with a concern yet a still unfazed expression. As I went closer, he got up and gestured me to follow him. I asked with a worried tone in my voice.

"Um...Mr. Bang...can I know where you're taking me?" (Jimin)

"I'm taking you to Mr. Kim. I figured that he could do this better than me." (Mr. Bang)

"Uh...do what exactly...?" (Jimin)

By the time Mr. Bang was about to answer to my previous question, we had already reached the classroom that Mr. Kim was in. Kim Namjoon, my calculus teacher, was the only other person I'd open up to. I trusted him a lot. And he returned the gesture back. He would always look out for me and ask me how I was doing from time to time.

As we entered the classroom, Mr. Kim got up from his seat and greeted us. He flashed a warm smile to me, to which I forced out my shy smile back.

"Okay, Mr. Park, I'll leave now." (Mr. Bang)

"Thank you sir." (Jimin)

I bowed to him one last time before turning back to Namjoon-hyung. He usually asked me to call him "Joonie-hyung" when we were not in class. So I went over to a seat in the front row, and sat down next to one of the Golden Kids of the school. As I sat down, the other looked at me with an expressionless face. I thought to myself, 'Why is HE here...?'

"Hello, Jimin." (Namjoon)

I immediately turned to Joonie-hyung, as he smiled wide showing his dimple. I forcefully smiled back widely at him.

"H-hey hyung..." (Jimin)

"How are you today?" (Namjoon)

"I'm fine...I guess..." (Jimin)

"Oh. I heard that you were late to class today. Why is that so?" (Namjoon)

"Oh...uh...that. Um...well you see hyung, I forgot to pick up a few books and-" (Jimin)

"It was Taemin, wasn't it?" (Namjoon)

I lowered my head in defeat, as I sighed deeply and bit my lower lip to hold back the choked sobs that were about to escape my lips. I didn't want to look weak now, at least not in front of the boy who had his gaze fixed in me since the moment I walked in.

**JUNGKOOK'S P.O.V.**

'Why am I staring at him like that? If he catches me, he's gonna think I'm a creep.' With thought in mind, I almost instantly looked away from the boy. What was his name again...? Ah, yes. Jimin. Joonie-hyung just mentioned it. Wait, he must know hyung really well to call him that. Wonder what he has come here for?

"Oh...uh...that. Um...well you see hyung, I forgot to pick up a few books and-" (Jimin)

"It was Taemin, wasn't it?" (Namjoon)

What does he mean 'Taemin'...? Is he getting bullied or something? Why haven't I ever noticed him around before? Is that a bruise on his lips...? Did he get beaten up by that Taemin kid?

"Hyung, I would like to help Jimin deal with his bully." (Jungkook)

I don't know where that came out from, but I suddenly stood up and blutered out the words without thinking twice. Hyung stopped talking and looked at me with his head slightly tilted to the right.

"Uh...okay." (Namjoon)

"No, Joonie-hyung, it's fine I can deal with it myself." (Jimin)

"But Jimin, Jungkook has offered to help you. isn't that a good thing?" (Namjoon)

"I really appreciate the gesture, but I would not like to burden on anyone, hyung." (Jimin)

"Besides, it's not like I haven't dealt with things before. So I can handle it. (Jimin)

"Okay, Jimin. If you insist so, then I won't pressurise or you or anything." (Namjoon)

"Thank you hyung." (Jimin)

Did he really have to turn me down so coldly? I mean...I was just going to help him. But if he doesn't want me to, then loss to him. But why am I even caring so much about this kid? I've not even seen him around-

"And they always think I hang out with 'unwated' people." (Jimin)

My thoughts were immediately cut off when I heard the boy's tone of his voice. I slowly turned to look at him, as he buried his face in his tiny, cute hands. He was crying.

"Hey, hey there Jimin....shh, it's okay. You can let it out." (Namjoon)

"H-hyung, why...why do they...do this to me? Do my own... parents...hate me so much...?" (Jimin)

"Jiminie, no one hates you. It's just a way one perceives life. Maybe your parents aren't exactly satisfied with their needs, so they show their frustration you. But you can stop them, Jimin." (Namjoon)

"Then they'll torture me more hyung!!" (Jimin)

He wailed his lungs out in Namjoon-hyung's chest as hyung just hugged him close to him. It was his abusive parents. I could sense the pain he was in right now. I'm going through it...Looking at him made me want to break down so hard. It hurt seeing him cry. Who was he? Why was I feeling this way, I just met him minutes ago. And yet, I could already connect to him more than he knew.

"Hyung, I feel like doing it again..." (Jimin)

"Jimin, no! Please don't. At least for Hyung. (Namjoon)

"It hurts so bad, I just feel like ending all this for once." (Jimin)

Is he talking about...? Does he....cut...himself? Why does this hurt, watching him suffer? I want to protect him. Jimin, I want to protect you.

____________TO BE CONTINUED_____________

A/N - Guys I'm sooooo sorry for updating this for such a long time!! I was working on my other story "The Touchy Couple". Pls go check it out if u haven't yet.👀 It would help me a lot. But thanks for bearing with my annoying ***. I purple you guys a lot.💜💜

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