BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

V: You'll be in the Center of It

V's POV:

Blood spews out of my mouth as he throws another uppercut underneath my jaw. They all sneer at me and my blood boils with rage.

"Get out of here, peasant!" The main "alpha", Minhyun, roughly grabs the top of my shirt, pulling me off the floor. To my amazement, he was short, yet he was able to lift things twice his weight. I silently applauded him through my sharp glare at him. "Are you trying to be tough?" He lets go and shoves me. I lose my step and back up into a trashcan.

"Ha!" Another one of his cronies call. "That's where you belong, in the trashcan!" I wipe the blood from my mouth and take a notice to the blood that seemed to flow out of my nose in a steady stream. They all leave, laughing and jeering at my pathetic form. I look down at my uniform and groan involuntarily. This was my last clean uniform and now  it is dirty with blood. I don't have many coins left to go to the laundromat and my mother certainly wouldn't wash it by hand. We are poor! There is no time to wash clothes, we are too busy scavenging for food or begging some place else!

"Are you all right?" A timid voice penetrates my train of thought.

I turn to see a girl, with wide eyes staring at me with shock. My cheeks brim with flush and I turn away.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be?"

"It must be them again." She reached into her uniform pocket and handed me a napkin. "I can't stand why he's always doing that."

"T-thank you." I take the napkin, surprised by her gesture of kindness.

"I'm (y/N)," She extends her hand but I don't take it.

"Taehyung." I grumble. "I take it you must be rich."

She's slightly surprised, but then she softens her gaze at me. It's pity. It's disgusting and revolting. However, there was something that intrigued me about her. Was it her kindness?Her fragility? I don't know, but I want to know.

"BABE!" A high voice is heard and she jumps, slightly startled. I immedeatly harden my gaze and turn the source of the voice. HE was coming back. "What did I tell you about hanging out with peasants?" Minhyun wraps a hand around her waist and pulls her tight towards him. An animalistic growl is dying to release from my throat. (Y/n) only rolls her eyes.

"He's not a peasant. He's a decent young man who has become victim to you and administrations. One can say he's better than you."

WHACK

There was a sound and she suddenly jerks forward, her face fills red with horror. Did he just smack her...?

"That's your punishment for disobeying me." He laughs and roughly grabs her chin. "Now you have to kiss me." I almost intervened to prevent the situation when there is a blur of a hand a scream of anguish.

"Don't. Touch. Me." She (y/n) grits her teeth at her attacker. I attempt to escape out of the situation I am currently in, but suddenly she is beside me, hand firmly in mine and jaw sticking out with rebellion. "I hate you."

At first, he is shock, but soon his face melts into one with contempt. His eyes jump from me to the girl who's breaking his heart. He chuckles deeply.

"You can't do that, (y/n)." He leans close to her and touches his forehead to hers. "We are bound together like no other."

She doesn't say anything, but the quivering of her lip and her tightening grip on my hand tells me she's in distress.

"Back off, dick head." I finally say to him. His attention creeps to me, his brown eyes digging into mine. I hold my ground as he walks towards me.