Depressing

Taehyung caught his lip between his teeth, eyes slanted in a glare as he eyes the new student walking sluggishly to the front of the class. He presses the volume button once, twice, thrice, six times till no sound came from the white earphones buried in his ears. The class is quiet, all eyes and ears as the new student stands in front of the class with a depressing smile, "I'm Min Yoongi. I transferred from Daegu and I guess I'll be part of the class from now on." Yoongi shrugs, that same depressing smile scarring his pale face again. Taehyung glares even more, his beady eyes staring straight into Yoongi's dull ones. Yoongi notices the male student in the back, squinting at him with his lip in his teeth. Taehyung unconciously tugs a smirk on his lips, surprised that the new student would so dare meet the eyes of a predator. "Oh? Do you perhaps know Taehyung?" The teacher asks, pushing up her glasses further up her nose. Yoongi snaps his head towards the teacher and shakes his head, "No." He murmurs. "Well, you two seem to be friends already; why don't you sit next to him." Yoongi looks back at the predator, watching his every move as Taehyung lets his lip go and smirks, looking at the seat next to him and staring back at Yoongi as of beckoning him over. Yoongi huffs to himself and grips his backpack before shuffling down the row of students who also stare at him as if he's a specimen from space. He reaches the desk and sits down, neatly putting his backpack on the little hook provided unlike Taehyung whose torn, black backpack lays flat on the floor. "Min Yoongi." He mutters, side eyeing the male next to him. The teacher takes out a book and begins to teach today's lesson. Taehyung leans his head on his hand, leaning over to look at his new seat mate with a wide, closed smile. "Hi." He whispers, his signature box smile staining his tan skin. Yoongi looks at him, "Hello."

"I'm Kim Taehyung, but you can call me V."

"V?"

"It's my street name."

Yoongi chokes a chuckle, "Street name?"

Taehyung frowns, "Yeah! I'm a bad guy around here you know." The frown gets replaced with that same damn smirk, "I'm a very bad boy." Taehyung growls, sending chills all over Yoongi's arms. "You are kinky." Yoongi slurs slowly, a slight trace of disgust layered over his voice. Taehyung gawked in offense, his hand coming from under his chin resting on his chest in disbelief, "Excuse me?! I am not kinky, my sex life is perfectly normal." Yoongi scoffs under his breath, pulling out a red notebook from his backpack and a black pen. "Why don't I believe you?" He asks as he copies something down from the white board. Taehyung shrugged, "If you don't believe me, I can show you." He says nonchalantly. Yoongi flinches in shock, his already messy handwriting getting messier as his pale cheeks brighten to that same red hue Taehyung saw as Yoongi walked in. "No thanks." Yoongi mumbles, but Taehyung smirks. "You beg to differ." He chides, laughing to himself as Yoongi swallows. "I-I'm trying to pay attention to the class. You should too." Taehyung leans back in his chair and shoves his hand in his pocket, pulling out a strawberry lollipop. He unwraps the candy and pops it in his mouth, "Bad boys don't pay attention in class, kid. They pay attention to their prey." Taehyung's tone gets dark and serious, all traces of the happy-go-lucky mood now evaporated into rain. Yoongi chuckles to himself, amazed at the guts his new partner has. Yoongi didn't have to lie to himself about the curiosity of who his seat mate's prey is, so he decides to ask. He whips his head around to ask the self-appointed bad boy to see he's already staring at him, a smirk on his red slick lips, his hooded eyes gleaming with a new glimmer of all things wrong. Yoongi furrows his eyebrows, questioning Taehyung by tilting his head just the slightest. Taehyung's smirk grows wider, winking at his new prey before turning his attention to the front of the classroom. Yoongi swallows, turning back around nervously, "Oh fuck."