In dueling class, Yoongi could be quite ruthless. He loved winning, and he made sure to win no matter what. Win no matter what, that was his motto.
So, without fail, he won every match today as well.
Though, during the last match, he kind of twisted this kid's arm and he had to be taken to the infirmary because it wasn't exactly a normal kind of twisted.
Jimin stood next to Yoongi and shook his head. "Seriously, hyung, what kind of sick person are you when you're dueling?"
Yoongi snickered. "Does it matter what kind?"
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Overheard at Hogwarts || BTS version
FanfictionWalking through the corridors of the castle, there are a lot of things you may overhear. Ghosts complaining about being unable to wear other clothes... Professors talking about annoying students... A certain group of seven planning pranks... Here is...
