I'm walking into school for yet another long day; although thanks to Jungkook it's not so bad because I get to see him.

I'm casually looking around as I walk through the halls to my locker, hoping to see him.

I'm not doing anything wrong, I'm just minding my own business; but apparently that's a problem for Ilsung.

As I reach my locker I hear his loud, obnoxious voice as he insults someone and laughs about it with his friends.

I naturally lift my head and glance at him, as the sudden sounds attracted my attention. As I turn away I catch a glimpse of him scowling at me.

"The fuck are you looking at?" He growls at me.

"Nothing." I mumble, avoiding his glare as he storms over to me.

He doesn't usually bother me too much, but I always have to make sure to stay out of his way. If I don't, things like this happen; and I hate it when things like this happen.

"What was that asshole?" He bunches up the collar of my shirt in his fist, lifting me up slightly.

"Nothing." I repeat a little louder.

"That's what I thought." He smirks and harshly shoves me aside, knocking me against the metal lockers. "Little bitch."

I wince and clutch my elbow, which hit the lock on the locker door right on the bone. I feel my eyes well up from the pain.

"Aw, are you gonna cry? Fucking baby." He taunts with an evil grin as he slaps me over the head.

"Are you done?" Someone speaks up, making Ilsung frown and look up.

It's Jungkook; he's standing in front of us with his arms crossed and a dark expression on his face.

"If you're smart you'll keep your mouth shut, cause I can get you expelled if I want." Ilsung snaps.

"Try me." Jungkook says lowly, standing his ground.

Ilsung steps close in front of him, staring at him to intimidate him; but he simply stares back with equal intensity.

It seems like a fight might be about to break out when suddenly the bell rings for homeroom.

Ilsung pokes his tongue in his cheek and steps back slowly, still glaring at Jungkook.

"This isn't over." He warns before walking away with his friends.

I realise I've been holding my breath this whole time and I finally release it in a deep sigh.

"Are you okay?" Jungkook looks at me worriedly, cupping my cheek with his hand.

"I'm fine, don't worry." I nod quickly.

"He hurt your arm." He seems to have ignored me, and he grabs my arm to check my elbow.

"It doesn't really hurt anymore." I shrug.

"You shouldn't let him push you around mochi." He furrows his brows.

"What am I supposed to do? He's bigger and stronger than me." I say. "I'm used to it by now anyway."

"Does he do this a lot?" His expression turns into one of concern.

"Sometimes." I answer. "It's not a big deal, I just try to stay out of his way."

"He can't treat you like this." Jungkook grits his teeth. "Someone needs to put him in his place."

"No one can though." I sigh.

He doesn't say anything so I look up at him and he's biting his lip in thought about something. I'm worried about what it is he might be thinking.

一

I haven't updated this in so long omg... so sorry for the hiatus >.<

I just started my second year at uni so I'm gonna be pretty busy for quite a while, but I'll try to keep updating when I can

Also thanks for 32k! It means a lot so see so many reads on this book ^.^