Oh, that's right. But Yi Yang.

Yes, I know she's the student council secretary, so it wouldn't be weird if she sent Jungkook away.

But.. Again, Xu Yiyang was often paired up with Jungkook by the school community, even though they knew that Jungkook was already dating me.

I know that Yiyang is indeed very beautiful, she is also gentle and has a very good personality.

But still being a girlfriend of Jeon Jungkook is very annoying.

Ah never mind, it's up to you whether Jungkook is deliberately provoking me or not. Obviously I'm trying to be normal.

"Emm... still not talking to you?"

I turned to Lucas who looked at me doubtfully. The boy who is 3 times the size of me made my mood even worse with his question.

"Hm"

"Ouch,YN. You should have listened to Jungkook words from the start-''

"Yes, how can I listen to his words if he's not clear like that?!"
For some reason, I reflexively cut Lucas' sentence in a high tone and emotion. Making the man with Hong Kong nationality surprised.

"Y-yes, okay, don't rush like that"

Choosing to leave and no longer listen to Lucas' words that I know where this conversation will lead, my feet step away without caring about Jungkook's best friend.

Before my mood got worse and it could be fatal.

"Hahaha dead!!"

"Go there all the way!"

"Go away, you stink! It's really disgusting!!"

My forehead wrinkled so deeply when I heard a noise from 15 meters away.

Noise, commotion, riot.

My heart pounded as the crowd opened up and I could see a familiar figure amidst the horrid laughter.

My hands were shaking, trembling with anger.

I saw students who I didn't know what grade and who seems to be pranking Kim Taehyung. Some of them splashed water from the second floor, then sprinkled it with flour.

Another crowd below pelted Taehyung's body with eggs and rotten tomatoes. Throwing at him sadistically, not caring about his face or head.

What's clear, Taehyung is really very dirty and I don't see him fighting back in the slightest.

"Go away you cripples don't know yourself!"

"Rubbish!!"

"Eat it you dumbass!"

They all kept throwing eggs and tomatoes at Taehyung alternately.

As for Taehyung?

The child just tried to avoid the throw with his hands even though it was free.

You're stupid, Tae!

"Stop you guys!"

I bump into Taehyung's body, protect him with my own body, put him behind me.

And along with that, the kids on the second floor doused both of us with a bucket of flour.

"Hey, what are you doing! Move away!"

I can see a girl with annoying face looking at me annoyed. She's Lami, who else? Together with his minions, Koeun and Hina.

"Go away or I will report to the counseling teacher!" I shouted.

"YN, you better not defend him. Don't interfere"

I pointed pointedly at a boy with blond hair, whom I knew was named Sanha. Only know, but do not know him.

Slowly, I felt Taehyung's wet and sticky hands gently gripping mine from behind. Shiver. That's what I felt from his grip.

I exhaled roughly.

"You don't have to pretend to be the late hero of this cripple, why the heck?!" Koeun yelled at me.

Closing my eyes for a moment, then I returned Taehyung's hand grip silently. As if telling him to calm down

Taehyung is quiet. As if telling him to calm down and reassure him that everything will be fine.

"Once again you disturb Kim Taehyung, see the consequences"

I heard they were all complaining. Contrary to what I just said. One by one they started to leave after previously throwing insults and curses at Taehyung who still didn't move.

"That's not cool at all!"

"You know, really bad"

Maybe I shouldn't be surprised by things like this. This is South Korea, a thing where you will find an injustice just because of one flaw.

I turned around and looked at Taehyung. Our eyes met immediately, he looked at me with as deep as possible.

Taehyung doesn't look frustrated, he doesn't look weak when he's being bullied. He didn't look scared.

From the look in his eyes when looking at me, I saw a worry and also...

...a little sad look.

The boy's hands moved, cleaning the flour powder that stained my hair, face, and also my school uniform. Patting it, cleaning it with a handkerchief that he kept behind his blazer. His handkerchief was still dry and clean.

Staring at Taehyung who was still focused on cleaning my face, I tried to hold back my tears. Even though his condition was even worse than mine.

"that"

Taehyung swiftly put his index finger on my lips. Made me stop talking.

A second later, he smiled and nodded. Smiling very sincerely.

"Next time you don't have to do this, it will get dirty" he said in sign language. Then, chuckled silently.

I snorted, with wet eyes. Hitting his shoulder lightly.

"Stupid..."

No matter how many times I tried to keep my tears from falling, they all failed. Just because of what Taehyung said and his smile, I cried.

I cried because I felt how heavy it was

I cried because I felt what a heavy burden this boy had to bear. How he cleverly hides his suffering with just a smile.

It really hurts me.

"Don't protect me, I'm a man. I look like a coward"

I sighed after reading Taehyung's hand movements.

"Don't be kidding, you didn't even fight back at all"

Taehyung just smiled calmly, "I already told you about that"

Once again I snorted in annoyance because again I could not answer this man.

"Fine let me wash your uniform, there are sports clothes in the locker right?"

Taehyung looked at me surprised, "You have to go to class right?" He said

"Come on, let's skip it, I also want to clean my uniform. After washing your uniform, let's dry it in the attic" I asked.

Taehyung, who still looked confused, only gave up when I pulled his hand away from the dirty place.

"I wash your uniform, you take a shower, okay?" I said while walking.

Then, he looked at me with a smile.

"I was making lunch, let's eat it later" he smiled broadly while moving his hand.

I suddenly laughed, "It's still early Tae, I'm still full''

.

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Soobin scolded me all day long. Even though I tried to explain even though my throat almost hurt, he still insisted that what I did was reckless.

Hey, I only missed two classes. Waiting for Taehyung's uniform to dry didn't take that long, even though he had told me to go to class first, until he finally chose to wear his semi-dry and wrinkled uniform.

I'm worried, afraid that Taehyung will catch a fever with his damp clothes.

The kid came home 15 minutes ago on his bicycle. Had offered-ah, forced to take me home.

But of course I rejected it outright, the distance from my house to school was quite far if traveled by bicycle.

After chatting a bit, Taehyung went home after I ordered him to quickly change his clothes when he got home.

By the way, it's been 20 minutes since I called Jae oppa to pick me up. Finally he said he was on his way from college. He should have arrived considering the distance from his campus to my school is only 10 minutes.

Did he stop by? If so, just look at the consequences later.

I snorted in disgust, because today I want to quickly get home.

Didn't ask Jungkook, because we have lost contact for 24 hours. I haven't seen her nose at all since this morning.

Was Jungkook really that mad?

If so he will choose to end our relationship in the end, well...

Grip

The movement of my hand which was playing on the cellphone to call Jae again, stopped because I felt something behind me.

Precisely something that hugged my shoulder.

I glanced over, saw a dark blue jacket with a very familiar scent.

Jungkook.. It's Jungkook's favorite jacket.

I turned my head quickly, then my eyes caught the face of a man who was smiling faintly. Staring at me with a gentle smile