"I have to memorise all this?!" Jungkook exclaimed. Taehyung and Namjoon stood in front of him, both with their arms crossed.
"It's the only way, Guk," Namjoon said. Jungkook looked at the notebook Taehyung had handed him, and shook his head.
"How am I meant to remember all this? This is ridiculous! Where even is Yoongi anyway?"
"I... I don't know. He's been really weird recently," Taehyung answered.
"This is bullshit. I'm going to find him." Jungkook shoved the notebook towards Taehyung's chest before storming out of the room and down the hall. He marched past various students, disregarding the stares he got in return. "MIN YOONGI! WHERE ARE YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH?!" He spotted a gray beanie peeking out from behind a locker and strode up to it, closing the locker's door with a loud slam. "You're telling me that if I can't remember this word for fucking word, then the universe could fucking COLLAPSE?!" Jungkook yelled. Yoongi rolled his neck, glaring at the younger in front of him. "How am I meant to remember this word for word?! Are you kidding me?! Is this some sick JOKE?!"
"No, Jungkook. You know what's a sick fucking joke? You lot calling me hyung constantly even though you hardly fucking know me." Yoongi practically spat at the younger before turning around, walking away from the conversation.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" Jungkook yelled down the hall. Students had begun to watch, curious as to what was happening between the two this time. Yoongi turned back, storming close to Jungkook, noses practically touching.
"My problem is that you've already fucked things up once by getting Jimin killed in the first place, and now you're trying to fuck it up again." Jungkook tightened his jaw, and shoved the older back.
"I'm not trying to do anything except SAVE HIM!" He shoved Yoongi again, a sickening smile twisting it's way onto Yoongi's face.
"Please. You failed once. All you're going to do is fail again." Yoongi chuckled. "You know, people say that you're talented at a lot of things." He stepped a bit closer. "But if you ask me, your only real talent is letting people down. First your Dad. And now Jimin."
"Don't mention my Dad," Jungkook warned.
"Why not?? You still not over him leaving your ass for being a flaming homo? At least I can still date a girl if I choose. Your parents are stuck with you never being able to continue the family tree."
"You shut your Goddamn mouth-"
"Or what?" Yoongi stepped even closer. "Or you'll hit me?" He got up in Jungkook's face intimidatingly. "I'd like to see you try."
"I'm not ashamed of who I am."
"Your diary indicates differently." Jungkook scrunched his nose as his eyebrows furrowed. "Jimin used to talk about you so Goddamn much, I practically know everything about you by now. Which is why I know you're not a hero. You're a fuck up just like me. Jimin's gone, and it's all your fault-"
"SHUT UP!" Jungkook pushed the elder back.
"Is that all you got? Come on pretty boy, hit me! Fucking hit me! Make me bleed just like you made Jimin!" Jungkook tried resisting only for him to charge at him and tackle Yoongi to the ground. The two fought for a while but Yoongi only giving half of his effort. Students backed up, giving the two space whilst also staying to watch. Various exclamations could be heard, ranging from 'oh shit' to 'should I get a teacher?' Namjoon and Taehyung ran out upon hearing the commotion and panicked. Jungkook straddled Yoongi's abdomen and punched hard against his cheek several times, blood beginning to spit out from the elder's mouth. Namjoon and Taehyung stood in horror at the scene in front of him.
"ALL I WANTED WAS TO HELP!" Jungkook gripped Yoongi's shirt in his hands as he yelled at the beaten male.
"And look how well that turned out," Yoongi mumbled, spitting out blood. Namjoon ran onto the scene, grabbing Jungkook by the back of his collar, pulling him back.
"Jungkook!" Jungkook's eyes were full of something dark. Namjoon had never seen him like this and he'd be lying if he said it didn't scare him slightly. "Stop," he whispered. Jungkook looked back at Yoongi lying on the ground, a sickening smile plastered onto his face and blood staining his teeth.
"I'll work on memorising it." Jungkook shook Namjoon's hand off and walked towards Taehyung with his hand out. Taehyung placed the notebook into Jungkook's hand, watching as he walked away, flinching at the younger's movement past him. Namjoon turned to the students who had gathered to watch.
"Don't you have classes to walk to or something? Seriously, go." The students looked at each other briefly before walking off in different directions. Taehyung wandering off to find Jungkook again. Namjoon looked at Yoongi on the ground. "Are you okay?"
"Why do you care," he spat.
"Because you're my friend."
"Fuck off." Namjoon looked to the side, seeing the last of the students scramble away.
"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you... Back then." Yoongi laughed again.
"I think my friend was switching bodies with someone from the future. I think the guy, Jungkook, that he liked was from the future and switched with him before he died." Yoongi mocked his past self with his voice before shaking his head. "You didn't even think to mention that you knew a Jungkook."
"Yeah, because I thought you were crazy."
"How about now?" He stared at Namjoon, a crazed look in his eye to match the painfully wide cartoon of a grin stretched across his face.
"Now, I'm just worried."
"I was so pissed off when I found out you were all buddy-buddy with the guy who got Jimin killed."
"Really? Because Tae told me you blame yourself." He folded his arms as Yoongi began to sit up. "What happened to that, huh? Why are you back to hating Jungkook? You know what he's going through, and he's just a kid for Christs sake!"
"Oh please, you're only a few years older than him."
"The fuck happened to you?" Namjoon started. "You were doing so well-"
"Was I?" Yoongi laughed, wiping blood from his lip. "You don't know what was going through my head." He stood up. "You don't know that I'm drinking again. Hell you didn't even know I had a drinking problem before. You don't know that I used to see Jimin every time I drank, and you don't know that it hurts me because I've only seen him once since I started drinking again."
"Wha- Hyung-"
"You never knew that my Sister moved away. You never knew that I went to rehab again. And you never knew that I became fucking terrified of myself because I didn't even recognise who I had become!
"Hyu-"
"Because you never called!" Namjoon stood silent as Yoongi's eyes became softer. "You never called... You called the ambulance and then you never bothered to check up on me." The two looked at each other, the hall around them completely empty. "I didn't come back to school for a year and you never thought to make sure if I was alive or not. And that's on you." He pushed Namjoon lightly with his finger. "I know we didn't know each other well but... After the shooting you were all I had." He looked directly into Namjoon's eyes. "We're not friends, Namjoon. I wouldn't put that burden on you again." With those final words, Yoongi left Namjoon alone to soak in the aftermath of the conversation.
Fuck.

Taehyung walked through the hall, looking into classrooms that he passed by, stumbling across a cupboard with the door open ever so slightly. He peered inside and saw none other than Jeon Jungkook sat on the floor, looking around, deep in thought.
"Jungkook?" He entered the space slowly, taking in the somewhat small proximity. "What are you doing in here?" Jungkook looked at Taehyung with sadness in his eyes, his knuckles throbbing in pain.
"This is where they hid. I switched with Jimin when it was just him and Yoongi left. I should have just stayed in here." He looked at the notebook in his hand. "I know that it works, but... It just feels like so much pressure to get to that point."
"I can help you, if you'd like," Taehyung offered. "It'd be like that one time we tried to study all over again." They both chuckled softly, the air still serious around them."Are you okay though? You kind of scared me back there..."
"Yeah, I- I'm fine, I just... It's a lot of responsibility, that's all." Jungkook was right. It was a lot of responsibility. He'd already seen Jimin, several times now, so he knew that everything panned out according to plan. But that didn't mean that he didn't have to try. If anything, it meant that he had to try even harder. The already predetermined success was in Jungkook's hands now, and it was nerve wracking to say the least. Failing literally wasn't an option.
"Come on. We can make some flash cards and act things out. Whatever you need to make sure we get this right." Taehyung held out his hand to the younger who immediately took it, smile on his face.
"Thanks, hyung."