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After crashing on something hard the smaller male fell down on the floor on his butt, his round glasses slipped down from his nose and hung on one ear, as he quickly held it before it could fall on the floor, he pouted looking at the scattered paper on the floor in the college hallway, his gaze stopped on the dusty black shoes in front of him.

He adjusted his glasses as his eyes trailed up at the person, in the black pants, his hands stuffed in his pants pocket, in his untucked shirt came to his view, he blinked when finally his gaze stopped on the boy's face-

The Mysterious, Bad Boy.

Jeon Jungkook.

Well, he wasn't really bad as they say, that's what Jimin believes but still a one fierce gaze of Jungkook can make you shit in your pants.

And that's what Jimin is feeling right now, he was about to shit in his pants that's when he heard murmuring around him.

Many students are gathered in the hallway, maintaining a safe distance from Jeon Jungkook and looking at the smaller boy with pity thinking about what is going to happen with the boy, some looked very excited.

They are thinking-

'May be the Jeon just choke him'

'He is definitely going to kick him in the balls'

'or he can just punch him in the face'

They waited for something to happen, or maybe Jeon could just curse him or scold him, but Jeon just scoffed and left.

Jimin felt as if someone pulled him out of the water in which he was drowning.

He sighed heavily, without looking up at anyone, he quickly gathered his books and hugged them to his chest, as he ran away.

To be Continued.

A/N : Should I continue?