Namjoons P.O.V
"I heard he used to abuse people at his old school."
"Someone told me he tried to rape someone"
The rumors spread around the school faster then a cheetah could run. Namjoon slowly walked down the hallway and felt uneasy from all the looks of disgust people were giving him. He stopped at his locker and quickly tried to dial the combination. He wanted to get out of the hallway as soon as possible.
Namjoon had no clue why people were looking at him with such disguised faces, but he tried not to have a panic attack. He shut his old locker and turned around with his books clutched to his chest, waiting for Seokjin to arrive, but never did. The bell already went off so Namjoon thought it was best he went to class.
He approached the door and turned the handle and pushed it open. Everyone's eyes we're on him. His face went red by all the attention he was getting. Some people snarled as he sat down. He turned around in his seat and his eyes met Seokjin's.
"Hey Seokjin. Everyone is acting extra weird today, dontcha think?" Namjoon thoughtfully asked. But the only way Seokjin replied was by turning his head to the right, as if Namjoon was not even there.
Namjoon cleared his throat. "Seokjin-"
"Don't talk to me." Seokjin replied.
"Eh?" Namjoon's eyes widened in disbelief. Why is he like this? Was it something I said? Does he not want to talk to me any more because he was embarrassed to be friends with some freak like me? Namjoon thought to himself.
"Don't act stupid, Namjoon. Your a terrible person." Seokjin replied with barring his sharp lynx-like teeth.
"What?" what does he mean? I'm a terrible person? How? When?
"I said don't play stupid! Why would you do all of those things! Jeez, to think I would be friends with some scum like you! I didn't believe it at first until Taehyung told me it was real! He would never lie to me. Like how you did!"
"But-"
"Dont talk to me!" Seokjin yelled, obviously not caring that people were starting to stare. Namjoon turned back around in his seat and put both of his hands on the side of his head. What is he talking about? Is there rumors already? On the third day of school?! Namjoon started heavily breathing. I did nothing! Why does he believe whatever people said! I'm not a terrible person! I was nothing but nice the whole entire time! Namjoon started panting. Sweat was trickling down his face and his palms were sweaty. He felt weak. He thought all hope was loss.
"Namjoon?" Seokjin called his name. Before Namjoon could even look at him, everything went blank.
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Namjoon groaned as he fluttered his eyes open. He looked around frantically, only to see him on a stained white bed, he was almost hanging off the bed, that's how small it was. His eyes wandered around more to see other beds that where the same size next to his, and the talking of other people rang in his ear. Namjoon barely remembered anything. All he could recall was Seokjin rejecting him, then...well, nothing. Namjoon put his dry hands on his forehead in pain, his head ached, and his breathing was heavy. Once again, he groaned in exhaustion.
A short woman with black slick hair turned around when she heard Namjoon groan, and walked over to him. She smiled sweetly, and said. "I didn't notice that you where awake."
Namjoon looked up at the woman Who is she? She can't be my age, she looked like the is in her thirty's. Namjoon examined her a little more, when he saw a blue apron-like apparel on, so he guess that she was a nurse. That's when he realized that he was at the school nurses office.
Namjoon stuttered when he spoke. "W-wh-what h-ha-ppened?" Namjoon sat up a little, expecting it to hurt. But instead, he felt no pain.
"Honey, you had a panic attack," The nurse said calmly, but seriously. "I was walking by your homeroom when suddenly I head loud screaming coming from students. I ran in to see what was wrong only to see you on the ground, unconscious. That's how you ended up here. Are you okay?"
Namjoon felt tears cascade down his red cheeks. His worst nightmare became a reality. Just like his old school, fake rumors about him where making it's way around the entire school. And even the person that Namjoon actually though took a liking in him, turned against him. Everything was going downhill, even though it was only the third day of school.
"I.....I w-ant t-o go h-o-home." Namjoon whispered while clutching his fists and looking down. He never wanted to show his face here again. And most importantly, he wanted to find out who spread the rumors about him. Namjoon wouldn't care who it was, he would square up.
The nurses eyes saddened as she saw the whimpering teen, and spoke extra carefully. "Im afraid you can't go back home until break." She whispered truthfully. "But, you can go back to your dorm, I give you permission."
Anger rose through Namjoon. He didn't want to stay in this hell like school, he wanted to go home. He wanted to hear his mothers calming voice. He wanted to feel her soft hands strike through his hair as he slowly fell asleep. He wanted that more than anything in the world, even for Seokjin forgiving him. But, going to his dorm was better than returning to his class, whichever one he was suppose to be partaking in right now. He had no idea for how long he was unconscious. Namjoon nodded, and walked out of the nurses office. Covering his face as the ran down the hallway.
He left the school and went to the building that his current dorm was in. He ran up the stairs and dashed down the hallway to his dorm. He searched through his pockets for his keys and opened the door. Once the door was completely opened he jumped onto his bed and hurried his head onto his pillow, not even closing his door.
After two minutes of trying to process what's happening in his head, he started to cry. He cried loudly. sense know one else was in the building, he could cry as loud as he wanted to. He wrapped his wings around his whole body and curled into a ball, letting all of his emotions out. He has wings, but he still can't fly yet. If he could, he would fly right out of the building and straight to his house, but he couldn't.
After what felt like a half of a hour, he stopped crying. Three days. Three days of being in this school and rumors about him were already spread, and he lost his only friend. He wanted to leave. He wanted everything to be as happy as his life was when he was a toddler. But it's not. And it won't. Without any hesitation, he grabbed onto his phone, and texted his mother.
He quickly dialed the word "Mom?" and clicked send. After two minutes later, his mom called him. He prepared himself and clicked "accept"
"Hey mom-"
"Why aren't you in class? Why are you still in your dorm? What happened? Are you doing okay? Are you making friends? Are you sick? Injured? What's wrong?" His mom asked with a worried tone. He could see his mom's worried face from the laggy phone screen, and he had to reply.
"Oh mom. It's terrible" he closed his eyes, trying to fight back tears. "It's absolutely terrible. I thought I made a friend, until someone decided to spread rumors about me and now he hates me. It's only the third day of school, and I already feel like a freak! Please! Homeschool me! I hate this place! Wherever place i go to I'm going to be an outcast!" Namjoon sobbed as pools or tears began to form under his chestnut brown eyes. His mother sighed.
"Sweetie, I cannot homeschool you. I'm way too busy at work. You just have to stand up for yourself. Why? Because none of this would matter in the future. No one will care in the future. When you are grown up and married, you are going to look back at these days and think, 'I can't believe I stressed over this so much.' Because you would have other things to worry about. Trust me. It happend to me. It gets better, I promise." Namjoon was replied with the speech his mom said, but he just replied with a sigh.
"Alright mom. I have to go get some rest. Bye, I love you."
"I love you too, son. Bah-bye."
Once Namjoon hung up, he completely passed out on his comfortable bed.
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Namjoon groaned as he woke up from the sound of the door opening. He did not just hear Seokjin's voice, but another, deeper voice. He guessed it belongs to Taehyung. He guessed the school day was over. Namjoon couldn't help but over hear the two friend's conversation.
"By the way, Jungguk is coming over too. He is kinda growing closer to me." That was Taehyung's voice. Come on. I can barely stand two people in this dorm. But another one? Come on. Namjoon thought to himself. "Oh, and he might bring his friend too." well damn. I just have to stay cooped up in this room. I'll be okay.
"Im okay with that. Maybe we can all become friendzies." Seokjin replied as he jumped up and down while clapping his hands. Namjoon always adored his childish, feminime behavior. Even though Seokjin despised Namjoon now, He couldn't help but find Seokjin adorable. But, did it all matter now? Namjoon and Seokjin are no longer friends, and for the third time, Namjoon started to sob quietly to himself. He clutched onto his soft blanket and used it to wipe his salty tears off his face.
Why do I keep crying? I can't help it, my life is so depressing. Very depressing... Then it hit Namjoon's old memories. The dreaded memories that he wanted to forget.
"Fuck you!"
"Go kill yourself!"
"The world would be better without you!"
Those words that came out of his old friends mouths. He remembered them so clearly, how much they ment it. How Namjoon couldn't handle all the trash-talk so he was forced to move schools. Now, those same words where going to come from people of the present. They all hate me...hate me...hate me...
Suddenly, Namjoon heard the front door click, and it opened. Namjoon heard a voice that he hasn't heard before, but because of what Taehyung said, it was Jungguk.
"Hey guys! Did you hear about what Namjoon did?"
Namjoon couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't control himself anymore. Suddenly, all of his mixed emotions pushed out of his mouth. The silence was broke by Namjoon's loud scream.
"What the hell!?" He heard Seokjin yell over Namjoon.
Tears continued to fall down Namjoon's face. Honestly, Namjoon didn't give a shit if the others thought he was insane. Well, he did. Just not right now. He heard the other teens start to yell, and he heard footsteps coming toward his room. Suddenly, Namjoons door bursted open, revealing Seokjin with fear in his eyes.
Namjoon sat up and fully extended his pitch black wings to look intimidating. The other members followed up from Seokjin, and was instantly hit with shock. Namjoon got up from his bed, and started to walk over to the scared teens.
Seokjin's P.O.V
SHIT SHIT SHIT! Seokjin frantically thought to himself. He never thought that once in his life would he ever see Namjoon, the shy and quiet boy, walking towards them in a threatening way. "He is on the verge of loosing control!" Seokjin yelled, not sure if the others could hear.
He had to do something to stop Namjoon. Reluctantly, Seokjin charged at Namjoon, only to feel a hand tug on the back of his shoulder and pull him back. He turned around thinking that it was Namjoon, but it was Taehyung.
"Let me do this!" Taehyung yelled while running over Namjoon. It was probably the best idea, after all Taehyung is mixed with a tiger. Taehyung Knocked over Namjoon, and sat on top of him. He enclosed his fingers around Namjoon's wrists and bashed them against the ground. Namjoon tried to kick Taehyung off, but Jungguk ran over and got ahold of Namjoons legs. He was completely trapped.
Seokjin was in complete shock, to the point he couldn't even move. Seeing the person he once called a friend pushed up against the ground, hostile. Seeing his friends trying to stop him, and yelling curse words are him. This was way too much for Seokjin, but he had to do something.
After a moment, Seokjin crawled over to the savage Namjoon, and leaned over to his face. His pupils weren't sleek, Namjoon was still in control. Suddenly, they heard another sound of footsteps. Someone walked into the room that Seokjin never met before, but he has seen him in his homeroom. Jonghyun, he believes the name is.
"Wha... What happened?!" he yelled while running over to the scene.
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What even is that ending lmao. The chapter was getting kinda long so