WARNING:  USE OF THE WORD HORE IN THIS CHAPTER, BULLYING, MINOR PANIC ATTACKS, AND MILD VIOLENCE. Read until you see ********* Then continue until you see it again if you are sensitive to these things.

The second day of school I was nervous, even more nervous than the first. I checked myself over and over again in the reflection of the car door, which didn't really help. I sighed and decided I wouldn't worry too much about the way I look. I ended up waiting 20 minutes for my mom to finally get out of the house. When she did finally, she looked like someone dropped a disco ball in her head. Now, I've always thought my mom to be pretty, and nothing but the best, but why was she wearing her best when she's just going to work. "Mom, what are you wearing?" I asked.

She looked at me biting her lip. "What does it look bad? I knew I should've tried to find something else. I'll go fix this mess really qui-" 

 "No no, that's not what I meant." I said trying to get my mom to calm down "I mean, what's the occasion?" 

 "Oh. Well, it's nothing really. It's just, there's a new guy who owns the company, and he's visiting our office here in Seoul."

"You like him don't you?" I smirked.

 "No... Maybe..."

 "Yes." I confirmed for her. "You do."

 "Is that ok with you Jisungie?" She asked holding my hand in hers. Ever since my father died when I was 8 all I've had is my mom. So, we've become friends in our own special way. When she comes home from work she tells me about her day, and when she can't handle whatever stress she's under, her problems. When she's done I tell her a little about my day, but decide to leave out whatever issues I'm having for her sake. After all it's just another burden. I usually spend most of whatever free time I have with her, so when she asks me if it's ok I really wanna say no. I don't want to share my mother with someone I don't even know, and I'm not ready to have another father, but if it makes her happy then...

 "Yeah. You know you really don't even have to ask." I said trying to smile despite how I felt. 
 "I know honey. I want to know how you feel though, so I do anyway." She squeezed my hand a little as she finished her sentence. "Oh no!" She yelled out of the blue letting go of my hand.

 "What?" I asked startled.

 "You're gonna be late for school." She said as she started the car. When we arrived at the school I gave her a hug goodbye, and she gave me a note with a lie about why I was late to give to my teacher. All Ms. Lee did was shake her head and send me off. I felt bad after that, and determined I wouldn't be late tomorrow. The first half of the day went by agonizingly slow. I didn't talk to anyone, and didn't see Renjun and Jaemin in class, or after class. Luckily no one really paid me any mind, that is until I was on my way to lunch.

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As I was walking down the hall trying to find the cafeteria, because I honestly couldn't remember where it was, someone tripped me. I hit the ground hard, so hard that my face went numb. I heard whoever did it laughing with someone else. I picked myself up and the person, who turned out to be a boy said sarcastically "Sorry, are you alright?" and then laughed again. When I tried to get up he pushed, well more like kicked me back on the floor. "How'd a person like you get into a school like this, Park Jisung?" 

 "What?" I asked, trying my best to sound like I wasn't on the brink of tears, but failing miserably. 

 "Park Jisung, my dad owns the building that you live in. I was just wondering since you come from a family of dirty rats. Your mom must be a full time e now, unless  you're selling yourself too?" He smirked.

I was finally standing now, but I could feel myself shaking, showing him how weak I really am, and that it's more than easy for him to get to me. It was also becoming exceedingly hard not to cry, especially after what he said about my mother. "My mother is not a e, and neither am I." 

 "Now that first part I know is a lie, considering I have to hear that when I come home. I'm even polite enough to say goodbye. It's a shame that you  guys are such trash, even your shoes look like garbage. I'd love to see how you dress when you're not in your uniform." 
 "You're a liar." I said gritting my teeth, but on the inside I was screaming. It was so hard to breath, and so hard to keep from breaking down and crying.

 "You just wish I was, but you know it's true. You're the spawn of a hore Park Jisung. You're probably a little hore yourse-" 

 "Oh shut up Yoongi!" I heard someone shout from behind me. "Go, and take your little boy group with you." I turned around and saw that some kid with jet black hair decided to come to my rescue. 

 "Mind you're own business Jeno, you're just upset because I got you kicked out of dance club." The boy who I finally realized was telling the truth said. Whenever I was around our landlord Min Jinyoung he would always talk about what his son Yoongi had accomplished, and even though I wasn't in the conversation I could tell that he was trying to make me feel bad. Like father like son.

 "This has nothing to do with dance club you idiot. You're bullying again like a bad bad Yoongi." another boy, who I recognized as Jaemin said. I didn't see him at first, but that's probably because he was standing behind the other.

 "Don't make me beat you up Na Jaemin." One of the guys beside Yoongi threatened.

 "You couldn't hurt a fly Jungkook." Jaemin hyung said rolling his eyes.

 "You wanna see?" Jungkook said cracking his knuckles.

 "Yeah, and while we're at get ourselves expelled." Jaemin scowled.

 "I don't mind." The other guy beside Yoongi said.

 "Empty threats mean nothing to me Hoseok. Everyone knows you love your precious dance club too much to give it up." Jaemin rolled his eyes again.

 "Why are you defending this thing anyway?" Yoongi said pointing at me. It hurt.

 "Jisung is not a thing!" Jaemin snapped. "I'm defending him because he's my friend."

 "Even if it deserves how it's being treated." Yoongi retorted.

 Jaemin looked ready to fight, but Jeno was holding him back. "Just go Yoongi before we all waste our lunch time." Jeno said.

 "Fine." Yoongi said, then he pulled my ear and said "I'm gonna make your school life miserable, and treat you like the worthless nobody you are." and left with that.

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 Jaemin and Jeno both asked me if I was ok, I just nodded knowing that if I tried to say something I'd burst into tears. "Let's go to lunch, I don't know about you guys but I'm starving. I didn't eat any breakfast." Jeno said.

 "Yeah, you can go ahead I'll meet up with you later." Jaemin said. Once Jeno left Jaemin dragged me outside to a shady spot under a tree, and pulled me into a tight hug. I couldn't help breaking. I cried for what felt like forever, but in reality it was just 10 minutes. I only stopped to ask him "How much did you hear?"

 "I heard him call your mom a e and everything after that, but nothing before." He admitted. "We don't have to talk about it now, but I just wanna let you know you can come talk to me. I know we just met yesterday, but I promise I'm a good hyung, and I'll always be good to you." Then he hugged me again, and I cried for another 5 minutes. After that he took me to the bathroom to sort myself out. My eyes were puffy from crying, and my hair was a mess. I fixed my hair and waited in the bathroom for 5 minutes to see if my eyes would get any better, but they were still a little puffy so I just decided to leave. When I came out Jaemin asked "Are you ok?" 

 "I'm as ok as it's possible for me to be right now." I said. I didn't want to lie and say yeah, because I'm not ok.

 "Well, let's go to lunch. The guys will cheer you up!" Jaemin said with a smile.

 "You mean your dance club?" I asked skeptical thinking about my encounter with Yoongi.

 "Yup! Trust me they'll like you." Jaemin said reassuring me. It's like he read my mind our something."

 "Ok." Then we walked to the cafeteria together. Jaemin was pulling me because I was very reluctant to go, and when we got to the table where they sit Renjun waved at me and smiled. I also saw Jeno there. 

 "Guys!" Everyone except for one guy with red hair who kept talking averted their attention to Jaemin. "Haechan-ah!" 

 the guy turned around "What Jaemin, I'm in the middle of talking to Mark and then suddenly when you come to the table all eyes have to be on you." He said cross. 

 "Calm down Haechan." The person who I assumed was Mark said. "What's up Nana?" 

 "So you're on his side." Haechan pouted.

 "Who's the new guy?" Some other guy with blonde hair asked.

 "That's what I was getting to. Everyone, this is Jisung, he's joining our dance club!"

Everyone's eyes immediately went on me, and I went into silent panic mode. It was getting hard to breath, and all I wanted to do was run. I tried to pull myself out of Jaemin's grasp, but he held me firm. All I wanted to do was cry, and Jaemin wouldn't let me go. He looked at me trying to reassure me, which calmed me down a bit. Then the guy with blonde hair spoke up "So you're the new member. Cute! Welcome to club hot where everyone, except Haechan, is hot." the boy laughed so high pitched and loud that it hurt my ears.

 "You're not hot Big Head." Haechan retorted. "Nice to meet you Jisung. I'm Haechan, and probably the handsomest guy you'll ever see in your lifetime."

 "Ignore them." The guy that I thought was Mark said. "I'm Mark, second most mature to Renjun. I only say second because he'll kill me if I say first."

 "That's right." Renjun said. "Hey Jisung!" 

 "We never got properly introduced." Jeno said. "I'm Jeno, and that idiot over there that never told his name, is Chenle."

 "Oh. Sorry." Chenle said.

 "Told you they'd like you." Jaemin whispered in my ear, and made me sit next to him just in case I try to run off.

 "So, Jisung where are you from?" Chenle asked me.

 "I- I'm from here, I mean Seoul." 

 "Ahh, I'm from China, so is Renjun. Mark is from Canda, Jeno is from Incheon, and Jaemin and Haechan are from Seoul too." Chenle said so fast that I almost didn't understand any of it. 

 "Oooh Jisung-ah, do you have an Instagram?" Haechan asked. "I wanna stalk you." 

 "No, I don't." I said not really wanting to make eye contact.

 "Oh, Jisung." Renjun started "I never got back to you on the topic of your phone number."

 "Oh yeah, we should add you to the group chat."  Jeno chimed in.

 "I don't have a phone." I said, completely embarrassed. Everyone my age has a phone, why shouldn't I? Maybe because I can't afford one. Maybe because my mom can't get me one. 

 "If you don't have a phone or an Instagram, what do you have?" Chenle asked.

Mark shook his head at Chenle and said "Don't be rude Chenle. How should we contact you outside of school?" 

 "I have an email." I said trying to be as quiet as possible. 

 "Email? Jaemin what have you done? You've invited a cave man into our group." Haechan said.

All I want to do is run and cry. I tried to move but Jaemin grabbed onto my wrist again and whispered "He's only joking."

"Shut up Haechan!" Renjun said giving him a death glare. "An email is perfect. Do you have a gmail so we could maybe use hangouts for our group chat? "

 "Yes." I nodded.

 "Great! I'll create the group chat when I get home later. Everyone write your gmail on this piece of paper." Renjun said, tearing a piece of paper out of a notebook.

[email protected]
[email protected]
[email protected]
[email protected]
[email protected]
[email protected]

Once I wrote my email we passed the paper back to Renjun and he folded it up and put it in his pocket. "What's your email Renjun hyung?" I asked. I couldn't help but wonder after seeing the others emails.

 "[email protected]" 

 "It should've been [email protected]" Chenle said laughing like a dolphin. 

Renjun smirked "That's right Chenle. That's why you're not gonna wake up tomorrow, because I'm gonna murder you." 

"Hey, you know what I just realized?" Chenle asked as if had discovered the greatest thing in the world.

 "What Chenle? You're always realizing something no one cares about." Jeno responded.

 "You don't care Jeno because you're no fun." Chenle retorted "But, I just realized that, drum roll please Mark." Mark sighed and started rhythmically beating the table. "I just realized that I'm no longer the youngest here!" 

 "You went through all that just to say you're not the youngest?" asked Jeno.

 "You wouldn't understand Jeno, unfortunately your sense of humor died a long time ago, may it rest in piece." Chenle said in a playful yet serious tone. Jeno just rolled his eyes.

 "You're right though Chenle, you're no longer the youngest." Jaemin said "Which means I'll just have to baby Jisungie!" He pulled me into a tight hug before I had anytime to react, which made me scrunch my nose.

 "Right, everything we used to do for Chenle we now have to do for Jisung instead." Renjun added.

 "No fair." Chenle whined pouting. 

 "Hey, you asked for it." Mark pointed out.

 "I was just stating a fact." Chenle said.

 "You're always just stating a fact. One day you're gonna state a fact and your gonna die because you were just 'stating a fact.'" Jeno said jokingly.

 "Was that supposed to be a joke? Because it wasn't funny." Chenle said. Jeno stuck his tongue out and Chenle laughed.

 "Jisung you are now officially our baby, understand?" Jaemin said letting me go. I nodded "You're so cute Jisungie." He said clapping, which made me shrug away from him.

 "Nana, calm down before you creep him out. " Mark said.

 "Fine." Jaemin said pouting. I couldn't help but laugh.

 "Jisung you should laugh more often." Jaemin said. I honestly would if I had more to laugh about. Lunch ended with Chenle inviting everyone to a party at his house on Friday and insisting that I let him dye my hair earlier that day since they were all gonna choose random hair colors and see who got stuck with the worst. I ended up giving in and got stuck with orange, and Chenle got green which made me laugh so hard I almost cried, but he insisted that it could've been worse and that we haven't even seen him with that color. The rest of the school day I felt happy, I just kept thinking about the conversations we had during lunch and it made the day easier to go through. When I got home my mom asked me "How's your day?"

 "It was good." I responded, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of my new hyungs.

 "I can tell. This is the happiest you've looked in so long. I'm really happy that you're happy Jisung." She said giving me a hug, then continued " I have some news Sungie."

 "Yes." I said pulling away so I could look up at her. My mom is pretty tall for a woman, my dad was tall to, which in turn made me tall. I wouldn't have to look up if she weren't wearing heels though, we would be the same height.

"I'm engaged."

Authors Note: OMG I was so excited for this I stayed up all night working on the next chapter, which depending on the response to this one, you guys will have to wait a few days for. I had to add some BTS and yes Min Yoongi is a bully and so are Hoseok and Jungkook. There roles may change depending on what route the story goes. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, and look forward to the next one. Feedback is appreciated! Also thank you guys have subscribed for subscribing!!! <3