"Omg look, it's that kid..."

"What should we do with him?"

"I say we make him talk."

"I have something better," the arrogant boy stood in the middle of his circle of minions, sharp eyes starring at the lonely boy walking home from school. "How about we make him scream."

The gang of bullies approached the small boy all at once, people making sure to avoid running into them and getting caught up in their antics.

Two of the stronger boys pull on their target's arms, pushing him against a wall in a deserted alleyway, making sure to pin both arms above the vulnerable boy's head.

"Well well well, look who's still walking around! I thought your legs would've broke by now, after all the shit we do to you," the gang leader snickered.

"Min Yoongi~"

Yoongi starred at the boy's perfectly sculpted face, though, he'd never been deceived by the bully's looks. Underneath that handsome face lay the domineering heart of a devil.

His lifeless eyes glanced towards the two boys who were grasping his arms, sighing as this routine of theirs continued to another day.

"You know what Yoongs, I don't think I've ever heard your voice, maybe it's weak like the rest of you~"

"I bet he's so useless that he doesn't even have one!" Another boy laughed, coming out of his hiding spot behind the other 5 who were there.

Yoongi just starred at him, too tired to even think carefully about his situation. Suddenly, a shout snapped him back to reality.

"Officer! There's a kid getting harassed in the alleyway!" The bullies clicked their tongues and ran off deeper into the alleyway, dropping Yoongi to the ground in the process.

A small figure walked over to him out of nowhere and stood beside him, holding out his small hand to help Yoongi up. The boy wore a face mask, hiding his identity from the mute boy, but still showing his kindness with actions.

"Are you ok?" His voice projected surprising well from underneath his mask. Yoongi nodded, and the boy's eyes crinkled, indicating that a smile was hiding behind the face mask.

Then he left, without another word.

Yoongi sighed and grabbed his bag from the concrete floor, finally making his way back home without anymore interruptions.

'Maybe today'll be ok after all...' he wondered. Though, his mind was more focused on the silver haired angel he'd just met.