I danced with my tight dress on while carrying my drink of alcohol in my hand. I was in the club. Many eyes wandered upon me as I was dancing in my own world, not bothering about the people around me and what they were thinking. The light, vibrant lights flashed wildly in sink with the loud music which was playing in the background of all the shouting. Lifting the glass cup up to my dark red lips, I took a sip again but it was soon empty. My lip stick had stained the glass, but I wasn't in the right word to notice. I rolled my eyes and tipped the drink upside down, making sure there's no more liquid inside.

The place was crowded with loud music on with lots of other girls trying to impress the guys. From short dresses to make outs, my head was tipsy. From loving hearts to break ups with broken glass and crying, my head turned to the opposite direction. Nobody's here to see your breakup. Just don't, you'll probably forget about it the next morning anyway.

I walked to the nearest table as if i'm a detective who found the murderers and placed my glass down heavily. My very intoxicated face looked at the people drunkly as I let out a wasted laugh while seeing their smirks. They all watched me amused as I turned around and walked back into the crowd of people, struggling in my high heels.

I swayed my hips on the dance floor, partying with all the others who felt them same hallucinating sensation. I'm out of my mind and not seeing things right. The music echoed in my head as if I was being put into a trance like dream was all the lights colours changing every second. All the colours of rainbows glittered the room. Alcohol was spilt all over the floor so as I danced, the liquid seemed to have crawled up my black heels. Nobody fell over though.

Then suddenly, I felt some cold hands against my hips. Although I didn't like it, I didn't know what to do, but to leave them to be. My drunk self didn't have enough strength to tell someone to go away. The toxicity of the alcohol changed my mind as I turned my head, trying my best to look seducing. With my drunk face, I had no hope of getting near to doing so. To my surprise, he was also very drunk and pulled me in. He planted a kiss on my forehead and moved his hand around my body slowly. The male's hand reached my wrist and felt my bracelet. Obviously, I didn't notice at all since I was to busy enjoying ones touches.

"You're so hot." He said while he moved his lips to mine. He soon dominated me and picked me up in bridal. We didn't stop kissing.  We went to an empty table because all the rooms where taken up by couples. I tried to make the kiss harder, but he pulled away and started to suck my neck.

Why was I like this? I don't know. This is the first time I've acted like this. It's so new to me.

I didn't do anything as I left him to carrying on. He felt the bracelet again in the kiss and wrapped his hand around my waist, pulling me in more.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked up. I turned my head drunkly and saw another boy standing there with a surprised disgusted face. The boy took my hand away from the others body and pulled me away.

"Why do you have to ruin the fun?..." I whined at him as my eyes got blurry and my head got dizzy. He picked me up over his shoulders as I started to shout. "HELP!" I screeched loudly, feeling my body swing over like a rag doll. I moved my hand to the bottom of my dress, only just feeling a bit uncomfortable in it. I tried to pull it down desperately, before it slides up my thighs. The boy put me down after we left the busy club onto the cold alleyway concrete. We were both outside in the freezing weather with hardly anything on to keep us warm when our eyes met.

"Can you please shut up, I'm your brother." He finally said in a bossy attitude as I shivered. The boy didn't stop staring at the state I was in. Wasted.
"Brother my butt." I said while sticking my tongue out inappropriately and saw him look at me disgusted by my uncooperative behaviour.

I crossed my arms and tried to run back into the club, but I fell on the floor clumsily. Angry at the ground tripping me up, I pulled my heels off without undoing the straps and threw it at my 'brother'. He tried to get me up but I insisted on him not but he didn't listen. He tried to pick me up again so I didn't have to crawl on the floor idiotically. Hitting him drunkly on the back while upside down on his shoulder, I didn't stop until I was back safely home.

My 'brother' unlocked the door and walked in with me still fighting his back like my own personal punching bag. He put me down on the floor heavily and then quickly locked the door up before I could run off. I looked around tired out and lied down, trying to hug the floor.

He sighed while watching my drunk self confused.

"Why did you have to go there? Why did you go to the club?" He questioned me with a stern look.
"None of your business." I answer back, shrugging him of my thoughts. At the same time he rubbed his hands through his hair roughly, I rolled around with weak eyes and arms.

"You're going to regret it in the morning."

"I actually enjoyed it, I enjoyed being sexy. I'm going to sign up to be a dancer in there!" I drunkly got up again and started to dance as he looked away embarrassed. Probably gonna kick me out the house soon.

"God..." He said, whispering as I was out of my mind. The boy grabbed my wrist, out of energy from carrying me and sent me to my bedroom. After a few minutes of whining and falling over, he closed the door of my bedroom so I rolled on my bed like I did on the floor. Falling into the dark abyss of dreaming, I could finally set my brain straight and remember what it's like to be mature.

In the morning, I woke up with the biggest headache ever. I got up and went over to the bathroom, looking at the state my whole body was in. My hair had so many knots in and my heavy makeup from yesterday was smudged all over my face. I held my head in pain for a couple of minutes before getting ready for school. The clothes I had picked up we're more of an arty vibe. Beige trousers and a white blouse with frills at the end of the arms. With that, I add a long beige blazer to emphasise the look I was heading for. For school, I usually don't have enough motivation to pick out a nice skirt with a top and the add accessories to make it prettier. I'm in university so many people are starting to get a life with others. I haven't been that lucky at keeping a relationship.

Walking down the stairs, I see my brother, Jeong Hyunjin on the coach sleeping heavily. He looked so worn out. His body flat out as I believe he'd had a very long night, so I left him to sleep. I looked around and saw my phone on the table beside where Hyunjin was sleeping. I went towards it and saw many notifications come up on my instagram. They were from my best friend, Freya. She was actually British but from a young age she has lived in Korea. Luckily for me, she speaks Korean but I wish I could speak English just so I can do the favour.

Freya Suffor is her actual full name. Sometimes I tease her with the name suffragette just because she is a girl who will get her word out and will fight for it. That's why I love her so much.

I looked at the notifications and started to read what she has been sending me.

'Yo Y/N'
'There's someone I know who has a crush on you!'
'They're texting you right now too'
'Are you sleeping or are you ignoring me because I brought your hopes down?'
'Y/NNNNNNN'
'Text back in 10 minutes and I will give you a weeks supply of your favourite food'
'Bruh, I thought you would have texted'
'Why do you sleep for so long?'

I couldn't help but to giggle at her texts.

Then, I saw her come online and start to text me. I quickly sent her a text before she could complete her sentence. When she did send it, my heart suddenly stopped as she sent a screenshot of a group chat she was in. I pressed on the picture and started to read the texts on it, holding back the water from coming down my cheeks.

'Who actually likes Y/N here?'
'I don't, she's so shy and fake'
'I saw something yesterday about her'
'What was it?'
'She was in the club, dancing with a dude trying to seduce him.'
'She's so fake'
'I wonder how many kisses she has actually had'

I paused for a second and looked up from the screen with teary eyes and anger which ran through my body, making me clench the hand. I looked at Hyunjin who was still sleeping. Did he bring me back home?

Then I looked back to the phone, finally seeing Freya joined in the chat, saying what she wants.

'I bet you guys are all fake, acting all innocent, but I know that you have all already slept with boys'

I smiled a bit, seeing her defend me, but it also hurt me as I saw them attack her.

'Are you also fake?'
'Did you only want to join this group chat because we are popular? You faker!'

I shook my head as a no, seeing them mentally hurt Freya. The next text was from her.

'I only joined this chat because I wanted to know what you are all like online and from the beginning, you were being such a bad influence to others. No wonder so many people are becoming depressed, it's because people like you guys are talking rubbish about them. Take this into account that you are worse then an animal and you should stop doing this. Although I'm just English and you are Korean, I understood everything you wrote for the past 3 months. Rumours aren't the way. Even if she did, what's so wrong about it? I will be with her because it's what she wants. Only true friends will understand that'

I came back to reality, noticing what I have actually just read. I started to text her back eagerly.

'Thank you so much Freya! what could I do without you?'
'Nothing'

I started to laugh out loud as it was true, I couldn't get anywhere without my bestie. I turned my head back to Hyunjin and saw him open his eyes slowly. He turned to me and our eyes met as he gave me the eyes of 'you're gonna regret last night' well, I probably will by the pain of the headache.

After a couple minutes of giving each other weird looks, he went to get ready for school as I went to the kitchen and took a headache pill with some breakfast.

Time went quicker than I imagined and I was already standing beside the gates of the school, waiting for Freya to arrive. Hyunjin has already gone to find his friends so I just looked around awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

"Y/N!" I heard my name get shouted from the distance so I turned around to be welcomed by her running towards me with her light up trainers.

I pointed at them as I teasingly snickered at her silliness.

"Are we 5 years olds again?" I asked as she stood in front of me with smile.
"No, but I wish!" She mentioned and I rolled my eyes playfully as we both found our way to first lesson.

We walked through the door of the classroom and took our seats, waiting for the professor to come in. She sat beside me and went on her phone as she waited but obviously, she hid it under the table. I looked over her sneakily, hoping nobody will notice and think I'm looking at you know what, especially getting caught up in a rumour of being so desperate for love. I got my bag and placed my book and pencil case on the table, taking sneaky looks each time it try. Next, I relaxed back into my chair, getting the perfect view of what she was looking at.

The news. Why on earth are you looking at the news?

I chuckled in my head and kept on reading from the phone as she kept on strolling down. One thing caught my eye as she was strolling and I had to make her stop.

"Wait, go back up." I said and moved closer, taking the phone of her.

'Yesterday at 23:34, some young adults discovered a dead man in the woods with scratches on. The team of police has figured out that the scratches are actually from either a dog or a wild wolf. If it is a wolf, police are going to the nearest land of woods to go hunting, to make sure everyone will be safe and this won't happen again. At the moment, people believe it was just a dog so we are asking all the people we know with vicious dogs if they will own up that it was theirs. They will obviously be charged if so for not keeping the dog away from people.'

"Wolf?" I said while reading it as a whisper. Freya kicked me out of my thoughts by talking.
"Why were you lo-" She got cut of by the professor opening the door. She quickly grabbed her phone from me and chucked it in her bag before she got caught. Thank god the professor came in.

Half way through the lesson, there was a knock on the door and everyone turned their head to it, waiting to see who was there. The door opened a couple of seconds after and a boy walked in, towards the professor.

"Miss Choi was wondering if you had some extra calculators she could borrow for the class." The boy said to the prof as the professor nodded. The professor walked towards the supply cupboards to get some, but my eyes landed on the boy. He had fluffy black hair and a cute face just like a mochi.

"Mochi." I said in a whisper as Freya looked at me confused.
"Don't tell me you like him." She mentioned as I turned my face to him. Little giggles came from here direction, but my head was playing a movie. Cue the music. Cue the dramatic slow motion.

Our eyes soon met and I looked down, blushing and saw in the corner of my eyes a bright smile on his face. Great he noticed me being shy. No no no, this is embarrassing.

The professor gave him some calculators before we could see each other again and he soon exited the room. The lesson started again, but the only thing I had on my mind I was him. That little mochi is now in my head.

Lil Mochi...

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Ayyyy we have a Jimin Fanfiction!!

(If you read 'Dangerous Blood', I will try and make this one better and longer)