Pretext: Chapter 1- Desecrated 

Taehyung's perspective:

'Garbage.'

'Surplus.'

'Maniacal.'

That makes me.

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Author's perspective:

The brunette took his first step to the spree in the classroom. He walked straight to his seat, preventing any mishaps.

"Hey there, you shitty thing!" screamed his classmate, directing to him.

The chestnut-haired gentleman, being an ignorant youngster, he is, unheeded the noise shaped. The producer of the sound approached him, invading all his personal space, clutched his shirt drawing him in and hurled for a blow. The chocolate-haired schoolboy accepted it, with a smile.

"Jong, just leave him be, he is senseless." Warned the attacker's friend.

Jong groaned ravenously and backed down to his chair, which was distant to the brunette's.

"Okay, class, please settle down." Broadcasted the lecturer.

All the students obeyed whilst some lastly acquired their stools.

The educator nodded, and announced, "today, we have a new-comer that will join our welcoming and family-like class."

The auburn sniggered mutely.

'welcoming? Family-like?' He thought. 'Is it not the contradictory?'

The tutor frowned to her sight of the unexpected response of the russet-colored boy.

"Either way, let us welcome the transfer student, Jimin." The instructor gestured merrily as the brunet rested his head on his palm.

The new-boy enrolled the room. He had fair black hair and a contagious smile that renders his eyes crescents. He shared a quick glimpse with the coffee-tinted lad. He had his beam pinned on his countenance the whole way through his introduction, which naturally infuriated the brunet. Many relished and applauded for his overview, although it was mainly for his charismatic visage. He sincerely thanked his devotees but chiefly had his eyes gravitated to the peculiarly subdued brunette, which was merely opposite to the hushed male. As he only contained unadulterated detestation towards the so-call Jimin.

"Please take a seat wherever you want, Jimin." Stated the teacher.

"Okay." Answered the black-haired boy.

As anticipated, he took his interplanetary aside the brunette, who hissed at Jimin's company.

"Hello, companion. I'm Jimin, nice to meet you." Voiced the blazing seraph.

His partner, supposedly did not hear him, continued 'taking down his notes'.

"What are you doodling?" asked Jimin.

The brunet sustained his deed, paying no attention to his kind-natured acquaintance.

Jimin glowered and tapped his dear 'friend' softly on the shoulder.

The taller male whimpered at the contact.

"Are you alright?" Jimin inquired with comprehension.

The brunet nodded, eyes shining, shielding his shoulder.

"You're in pain." Factualized Jimin.

"Am not." The brunet snapped.

Jimin, squinted his eyes and held his hand up. The brunet grasped and tried to stop him. "Yes, Jimin? Do you need something?" enquired the coach.

"May I head to the medical room with..." Jimin paused and apprehended that he did not even know his associate's name.

The brunet sighed and sounded. "Me.". He did not want to help Jimin, but he was nourished up with the over-caring boy.

"Oh, Taehyung. Of course, go with him. Jimin." Verbalized the elderly.

Jimin vehemently seized the wounded's forearm, making sure he is not marring him further, and heaved him out. Though, the wooden-haired chap would never admit this, but his heart complimented dimly at the interaction with the raven-haired boy.

~

When they reached the sparsely populated room, Taehyung questioned nonchalantly, "Why do you care?"

"Pardon?" Jimin queried, dazed by his hearing an interval ago.

"Why? Why do you care about me? Someone like me, is not worth your-" The brunet antagonized, exasperated.

"Please stop. You are blurting nonsense. No one is not worth kindness. That's what's been taught to me by my parents. Plus, the way you are presenting your sentence would cause people to dispute your mental health." The dusky-haired male opposed.

Taehyung stared at Jimin pensively, before pronouncing, "You're weird."

Jimin swore he must have saw a glint of hopefulness in his listener's eyes.

"You're weirder." remarked Jimin, with a glimmer of mischief in his brown eyes.

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a/n: Hello, I'm a new writer, and you can me Goyangi , any feedback is appreciated and I promise to read all of them.  Thank you so much for reading this book! Have a good day/night! 

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