Sorry I took so long but it's here now.

⚠️Warning⚠️
This chapter will have violence and sexual harassment. Read at your own risk.

Author's POV:

    "Dude, where have you been? I told you I couldn't stay long." Jungkook looked up from his half-eaten plate. He had been waiting for a while now.

    "I had some business to handle," Tae replied nonchalantly as he took the seat across from Jungkook.

    "Damn it Tae. What kind of business?" Jungkook sighed knowing that it couldn't have been anything good.

"The kind of business that's none of your business. Now did you get the test answers or not?" Tae spoke coldly.

    "I probably wouldn't want to know anyway. Here." Jungkook shoved the papers towards him and got up to leave.

    "Hey. What's up with you?" Tae frowned.

    "What do you mean?" Jungkook looked back at him from where he stood.

    "Well I feel like we haven't spoken since the game on Friday, and now you're blowing me off when I just got here."

    "What would we talk about? You just made it clear that there is nothing to talk about. Did you not?" The dark-haired boy cocked his brow.

   "That doesn't mean you should leave." Tae spat in annoyance.

    "What part of 'I can't stay long' did you not understand?" Jungkook mocked Tae's words from their previous argument.

    "Oh ok. I see what this is about. You're still hung up on that stupid freshman. What is your obsession with him anyway huh? He is not your friend. I am. Get the fuck over it and sit your ass down." Jungkook clenched his jaw still refusing to obey. "Do I need to remind you that this is all your fault? I'm like this because of you. Act innocent all you want but we both know what you did. It would be a shame if anyone else found out." Jungkook's stance immediately faltered as he turned around and sat back down.

    "How many times do I have to apologize to you, Tae?"

    "As many times as it takes to bring Jihae back."

    "Tae I-"

    "And if you must know, I was with the freshman before this. The boys are in the middle of teaching him a lesson right now." Tae leaned back in his seat picking at his nails.

    "What? Why? What did he do?" Jungkook gave him a look of concern. It annoyed the brown-haired boy to no extent. He hated how close the to got in such a short amount of time.

"Not only did he kiss me, but when I tried to forgive him and be nice, he slapped me. ME! Nobody puts their grimy hands on me and gets away with it!" His volume grabbed the attention of other students around them.

    "You're unbelievable." Jungkook rolled his eyes.

"I'm unbelievable? Did you not hear what I just said? If anyone is unbelievable it's him."

"He's just a kid."

"There you go again taking his side. This is why I didn't want to tell you in the first place. When it comes to him, it's like you freak out and forget who you are. Honestly, will your infatuation ever end?"

"I could say the same for you. Normally by this time, you would've already victimized at least six underclassmen, but so far I've only seen you bothering him. Why is that huh?"

"What can I say? I guess there is something about him that makes me want to hurt him the most. Maybe it's his pretty face."

"The face that looks like Jihae's?"

"Look if I wanted a psychological analysis, I would've hired a damn therapist. Stop trying to read me."

"I'm not."

"Then what do you call it?"

"Let's just forget why you're doing this, and let me ask what exactly are they doing to him?"

"What does it matter?"

"Tae!"

"I don't know. I told them to be creative. They probably have him begging and screaming by now."

——

    "Come on out! You've been in there too long!" Jackson shouted. The four chuckled amongst themselves as they sat on one of the locker room benches they turned to face the showers. In the middle shower, behind the curtain stood a sniffling Jimin. He wiped his tears as he slid the tiny royal blue cheer skirt over his thighs. That was the last piece of the outfit.

    "Yeah, we're not gonna wait forever. One more minute and we're coming in," Yugyeom added. Jimin fixed his face and gave himself a pep talk.

    "It's ok Minnie. You do this, and they'll leave you alone. They're just mad because you hit their friend, but if you do this it'll make them happy, and then maybe we can all be friends. Right?" He looked down at himself again and gulped. He didn't know why he was so nervous but he pulled himself together and opened the curtain. There was a moment of silence before all the whistles, laughing and shouting.

    "Well, would you look at that? It fits him perfectly." Yoongi scoffed.

     "Do a spin for us." Jackson motioned with his finger. Jimin silently did what he was told. His fingers balled up into his sweaty palms. On his way back around his eyes met Yugyeom's. His expression was confusing for Jimin. No one ever looked at him that way before, so he was unsure what it meant. "See that wasn't so hard now was it?"

    "Can I take this off now?" Jimin asked ignoring the other question.

    "Not until you do a little cheer for us." Yugyeom crossed his arms as the others patted him on the shoulders for his great idea.

    "What kind of cheer?" Jimin furrowed his brow.

    "Hmm. I don't know. Maybe something like 2-4-6-8, I'm too girly to be straight."  JB choked out a laugh.

    "Or maybe, bubble gum is tutti-frutti. My name is Jimin and I have a big booty." Jackson followed.

    "But I'm not a girl, and my booty's not big. Is it?" Jimin looked over his shoulder trying to see for himself as they all continued snickering.

    "Come on guys. I'm getting bored of this. Let's just send the pic to Tae and get out of here." Yoongi got up from the bench.

"Yeah your right, Jackson pulled out the phone.

"No, no, please don't." Jimin clung onto Jackson's arm.

"Get the fuck off me." He shoved him onto the floor and Jimin landed right on his bottom. Luckily, his phone also fell out of Jackson's hand and slid underneath the lockers. "Damn it! Look what you made me do!"

"Fuck! What do we do now! Tae's gonna be pissed if we go back empty-handed." JB pinched his nose.

"Relax guys. Just look at what's lying in front of us." Yugyeom gestured towards the small boy who was trying to fix his skirt since it had risen.

"You're right." Jackson pulled out his own phone this time and pressed record. "Smile for the camera freshman."

"No!" Jimin quickly covered his face with his tiny hands.

"Don't tell me you're camera shy. Come on and look at me." Jimin shook his head once more. "Alright, but just remember that you brought this upon yourself." Jackson yanked him up to his feet by his left arm. Still, his hands never left his face.

"Turn it off." Jimin cried. This was far too embarrassing for him.

"Not until you look into this camera and tell Taehyung what a sorry little bitch you are." The grip on his arm became tighter, and Jimin began struggling. He ultimately pulled back too hard causing his elbow to connect with Jackson's face. This made him drop his phone too. It was like it hit the ground in slow motion as it shattered all across the floor. "You stupid fucking bitch! What the fuck did you do to my phone!"

"I..I-" Jimin tried. Jackson looked up and caught a glimpse of himself in a nearby mirror.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY FACE?!" Jimin flinched as Jackson ran to the mirror for a closer look. He brought his hand up to his nose and wiped away the red substance leaking out. "You're dead freshman, and I mean for real this time. Guys hold him!" JB and Yoongi grabbed Jimin once more and held him in place as Yugyeom stepped back to watch.

    "No! No! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Please!" Jimin kicked and screamed.

    "Shut up!" Jackson rushed back over to him and yanked his head up by his hair. "How dare you fuck up my face like that? According to Taehyung, you too poor to fix it as well."

    "Hyung, please. I'm really sorr-"

    "Didn't I tell you to shut up?!" He raised his hand, but before it could connect with Jimin's face. It was stopped. Jackson looked up at the hand restricting his wrist and then looked back to see who it was. "What the hell are you doing?"

    "Jackson you can't," Yugyeom said, and Jimin felt relief wash over him. Maybe Yugyeom really was his friend. He looked at him with hopeful eyes, but all of that hope quickly diminished at what he said next. "Tae said not to go for the face remember." He let go of Jackson's wrist smirking at the small boy.

    "Oh yeah, that's right. Thanks, bud. I owe you one." He turned back around and connected his fist with Jimin's stomach instead. Jimin coughed uncontrollably. "Look at this sissy. He can't even take one hit."

    "N-no more. Please."

    "Awe look at him begging. What are you gonna cry some more?" Jackson taunted him, but Jimin just held his head down, not saying anything. "Sucks for you, because I'm nowhere near done."

——

    "Damn it! I don't understand where he could've gone. I wouldn't even know where to look since I still haven't figured out where everything is yet." Jin paced down the hallways, checking in and out of classrooms that weren't occupied. It's been over 15 minutes since Jimin disappeared and he was losing his patience. He was so distracted that he didn't realize that he was headed into a full-on collision.

"Hey! Watch it— oh, it's you, Seok Jin. Hi, how are you." The taller smiled.

"Hey, Mark Tuan. I'm sorry for bumping you. My head's kind of in another place right now." Jin apologized as he collected himself.

"Oh are thinking about the new kid too?"

"New kid?"

"Yeah, I think his name was Park Jimin. Everyone is talking about him."

"Why?" Jin's eyes widened. Of course, he meant Jimin. Who else could it have been? But why were people talking about him? He had been with his friend the whole day trying not to attract attention to themselves, and yet, they hadn't noticed that all eyes were on them.

"Why not? He is literally the first new kid we've had in ages. Everyone in our class has grown up with each other and been together for all of our school lives and now there's a new kid out of nowhere. Something seems fishy." Mark crossed his arms with a frown.

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, apparently Jaegyu saw him arrive with Taehyung's eomma, the school board president."

    "Yeah so."

    "So, rumors are going around that she overruled the majority of the board just to get that boy in. Several of the parents are upset since they had to pay a fortune and also participate in many events just for their child to be considered for admission. Now, this boy shows up out of nowhere and gets a free ride? It's not fair. There's even talk about electing a new president."

    "Oh wow." Jin knew very little about the other Kim family, but what he did know was that this was way out of character. Kim Suyeon loved that position sometimes even more than her own son. Why would she risk it like that over some boy she just met?

    "I know right?"

    "You wouldn't have happened to see him anywhere have you?"

"The new kid?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, I saw him not too long ago, and get this. He was walking with four of the top five seniors. If he's a freshman like us, how did he get in good with them? Freshman year is supposed to be hell year. We were all supposed to get it and now he's wormed himself out of that too." Mark scoffed. Jin gulped. The top seniors? That meant Taehyung's friends. Where ever Jimin is, he's in trouble.

"Which way did they go?"

"Looked like they were headed for the gym."

"Where's that again?"

"Next to the field, I think—." Jin ran off before he could finish. Nothing was on his mind but Jimin. He needed to find his friend and he needed to do it now.

——

"Had enough?" Jimin rolled over on the floor in pain as one last kick found its way to his back.

"I— I'm sorry. N-no more. Please." His face was completely wet by tears. He prayed that it'd be over soon and his prayers were answered.

"Come on guys. I'm tired. Let's just go now." Yoongi groaned.

"What? No way. Taehyung said—" Jackson tried.

"Man forget about Tae. Yoongi's right. We beat the kid up. We've done enough." JB added as he and Yoongi headed towards the door.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes and grabbed a fist full of Jimin's hair again. "I guess it's your lucky day kid. Be thankful that beating was all you got." He let go and turned to leave when he saw Yugyeom was still there. "Woah, dude. I totally forgot you were even there. You didn't want to get in on the fun?"

"Oh, I had fun. Believe me. Why don't you go catch up with the rest of them? I'll wrap things up here." He looked down at the whimpering freshman and grinned.

"Cool. Thanks, man. I've got to go get a new phone anyway." Jackson's grabbed his stuff and left. They were finally alone. This was what the older had been waiting for since they had begun.

"Oh little freshy, are you awake?" He sang and Jimin just moaned discomfort as he tried to get up. He made it to his hands and knees before he took a break. Yugyeom crouched down to his level and ran his finger through the small boy's fiery hair. "You looked so pretty being beaten to a pulp like that. The way you're tiny skirt would lift every time their fists connected with your flesh. I got hard just watching and now you're moaning too. How dare you tease me like that?"

    Jimin couldn't make out what he was saying. Oddly all he could think of was Jungkook. He wanted Jungkook to come and get him so badly. If he could just make it to the door, maybe he could call for him.

    "J-Jun—"

    "What was that? You wanna say something? Here let me help." He pulled Jimin up by his arms and engaged him between the lockers and himself. Then he put his hand on the younger's waist and pulled him closer. Jimin hissed. "Does it hurt? Tell me where baby, and I'll kiss it better." Jimin moaned again as the hand that was on his waist now traveled beneath his skirt.

    "No. S-stop." Jimin tried to push him away be after that beating, he was too weak to do so.

    "It's okay. I'm only trying to help." Yugyeom smiled trying to reassure him.

    "H-Hyung, you're being weird again." Jimin didn't like this at all. He just wanted to be left alone. "Please leave me."

    "You smell so sweet. I wonder if you taste the same." The senior crashed his lips onto Jimin's before he could react. He tried turning his head away but that same hand that was groping him now latched onto his jaw holding him in place. He refused to open his mouth no matter how much Yugyeom tried to force his tongue in. This resulted in the older licking all over his lips and face, wiping his tears away with his tongue. Jimin had never been so grossed out.

    "Stop it!" Jimin whined as Yugyeom pulled back.

    "You taste better than I could've imagined. So sweet that it's addictive. No wonder Jungkook and Taehyung fight over you so much."

    "Huh?" Jimin was so confused. He caused them to fight? That's probably a part of why Taehyung hated him so much. He felt so bad. Yugyeom saw that he was distracted and took the chance to finally shove his tongue in. Jimin was caught so off guard that he bit him.

    "Ah, shit! You little bitch!" A heavy hand came across his face and just like that, he was on the floor again. "I think the sweet little princess still needs to be taught another lesson.  My way this time." He chuckled slapping Jimin's ass.

    "Ow!" Jimin quickly tried to crawl away, but Yugyeom grabbed him by his ankles and dragged him back. With all of the commotion, neither of them noticed the door opening.

    "What the hell is going on here?!"

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Mark Tuan