Wanted

Chapter 19

Taehyung's POV

"You look like you've had a stressful week." The boy behind the counter chuckles as he walks his way over to my table to hand me my cup of coffee. I let out an awkward chuckle, not entirely sure how to answer him. "Yeah...college is definitely exhausting." I murmur, expecting the boy to leave.

Instead however, he takes a seat across from me. "Umm..." I trail off, uncertain as to what he's doing. "Oh uh, my name's Byung-joon." He says, placing out his hand for me to shake. I glance down at it before gently taking it in my own. "Taehyung." I reply back.

I took note that he was the very guy who ran after me that day I sprinted out of the shop because I thought I saw Yoongi.

Speaking of Yoongi, I haven't seen him for the rest of this week. It's almost like he completely disappeared, like it was just a dream.

Sighing, the boy across from me who goes by the name of Byung-joon notices my deflated expression. "What's wrong? Something bothering you?"

I purse my lips, beginning to shake my head but somehow I end up finding myself opening my mouth instead. "Actually yeah. This...guy has came back into my life after a long time and I'm not really sure how to act around him."

'This should be fine right? It's not like he's going to get much information from this and who cares anyway? He's just a stranger.'

Byung-joon nods his head in understanding, "maybe you should just try taking it slowly. Who knows, maybe it's fate that he's back in your life again." I hum in response, not entirely sure what else I could possibly say. "Anyway, I should probably get back to work but we should definitely hang out some time Taehyung, you're pretty cool."

I smile, "yeah. I'll see you around." And with that, he leaves. 'I guess I can still make friends.'

~*~

"Taehyung! Please stop running from me!" Jungkook begs, practically chasing after me as I speed-walk through the hallways to get to class. I ignore him, like I have been doing.

"Princess!" He yells out, grabbing onto my wrist. I immediately squeal out in fear, violently shaking at his touch. He lets go as I turn to him. "Don't call me that!" I hiss lowly, hoping to not cause anymore unwanted attention to fall onto us. "Don't call me that and don't you dare touch me!"

Jungkook frowns but doesn't utter another word. I took that as my cue to leave, so I do. I stomp my way down the hall and towards my class which sadly, was the same way that Jungkook was going.

I groan into my hands the second I take a seat in my usual chair. I couldn't stand being in the same space as Jungkook after what he did. I could feel his eyes on me yet I don't even attempt to glance his way. 'Why should I? He's a rapist after all.'

Instead, I keep my attention forward as Mr Yeun enters.

Hoseok's POV

"For God sake, it's supposed to be your left foot not your right!" I hiss, watching the idiot himself, fall over. I shake my head before walking towards the stereo and turning it down. "Look, I'm tired! I didn't get much sleep last night." Jimin grumbles, flattening himself out onto the ground with a pant. I roll my eyes, 'does he expect me to give him pity? Because I don't think I can ever do that for someone like him.'

Suddenly, a knock comes at the door followed by a red haired male walking in rather timidly. "I-uh...need to s-s-speak with J-Jimin quickly." Jin stutters, looking anywhere bar my eyes.

"Tch," I hiss, moving to the furtherest wall in the small dance room and taking a seat on the floor. I may be acting like an ass and unaffected by them but inside, I was freaking out. I could potentially take on one of them if they suddenly jump at me, 'but two? I don't think so.'