His POV

"Ah ; do I have to go to this stupid clean up session." you mumbled aloud to yourself; kicking dust to the side whilst heaving yet another heavy sigh. Raking your slender fingers through your dark yet messy toussled hair kinda pissed at the teach who had made you be on clean up duty. However instead of scurrying off to the place and prevent yourself from getting futher scolded on your lateness; your mind decided to drift all on its own, preoccupying itself with the sole thought on how the heck were you going beat and prove to that ape of a man that you could win back the title of the irrefutable golden maknae Jungkook. The iressitabley handsome young guy who had no fear or bad luck against all things that were thrown to him...accept that damn stupid dumb first person shooter game-- why talent do you fail at something that even that dumb monster of a leader can do with ease. Mentally groaning as you fought with your noia you heard what was like a body being bashed against a pair of lockers--or someone who was stupid enough fall on them. It was one of the two you mentally debated with yourself and didn't know why but decided to slowen the steps of your tracks and lean back to the side and secretly over-hear the converstaion between the two strangers; which all in all was totally not your style--but hey who's here to judge since schools just about ended.

"D'aaw you look more cute and rather compelling with that look on your face." A guy that sounded all to familiar; but held another essence in his voice- currently unrecognisable- he spoke sleazily to what you presumed must have been a girl and couldn't help but arch a brow rather intrigued what was going on. 

"L- let me g-go." The female stuttered as you poked your head around the corner to have a better view on what was happening. Scrutinising at the pinned figure; slowly figuring out as the coils in your brain rotated clockwise the answers soon processed into your mind and couldn't help but gasp at the figure who you were all too familiar of. It was her. That girl who was currently a question mark to you. That was the simplest way to phrase it. She was someone you quite couldn't pin point down what kind of impression she had on you or vice-versa. You mentally babbled and knitted your brows unsure on what the hell was going on as you turned your head at the guy and saw your eldest hyung be in such close proximity with the girl. How did they know eachother scorched in your brain; the thought physically burning you alive. It angered you and you had no clue why and stood there becoming numb to all feels and emotions.

Your eyes were fixed on them as you stood still on your spot; not moving as your hyung leaned in closer to the girl and caught the broad arch on his lips; giving her a bullying smirk your hyung leaned in closer and closer till there was no gap...

                                           ...Other than your fist on his jaw and in a few seconds his body laying flat; cold and senseless.

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It all happened so quick but as you watched his body drop onto the floor as his eyes shut off from the world- that happened way to slow for your liking and stood there looking at your fist and breathing rather heavily-- trying to calm your raging nerves--and blinked back a few times as you tried to think what the hell you just did.

I just knocked jin hyung out. Hyung ah don't end my life yet yeah?

The fear of it simply shook you inside and suddenly dropping to the ground beside him you tried to shake him gently; falling to your knees chewing on the side of your lip nervously trying to push back the thought you were dreading to come to terms with was that undoubtley you were gonna get it back at the dorm.

"I-is he okay?" Miyung stuttered as she took a step beside you and peered over his face not forgetting what he did. Deciding to keep her distance and face you if you had any ideas. Making you snap your head back to the real world you would have to face when he regained conscious- or if- mentally gulping at the horrid thought you pushed back your fears and shakily picked him up in your arm and was about to lift him up when he lifted an eye lid slowly and groaned rather lowly; which unfortunately made you squeak and drop him onto the floor again - hearing a small thud followed by a groan of annoyance. 

"What the -" he grumbled again and tried to rub the back of his head as he regained his conscious. However the pain escalated as he barely touched  the back of his head and pulled back; trying to focus his vision on the culprit that dared lay a finger on his perfect jaw in the first place. Giving you a hardened horrifyingly deep glare into your soul you barely managed to get up from the ground and didn't know what to do or say. Before he could curse the life out of you; you sped out the place and ran to another place where being told off was a breeze compared to seeing the eldest anger boil within him...