twice imagines [ON GOING]

too far; y.jy

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TW: bullying (i think)

You had a crush on Yoo Jeongyeon. You're not special, practically the whole school does. Funny, caring, and smart? Even the teachers are fond of her. The only thing you don't like is the fact she's popular and you're not. She's always surrounded by annoying, giggling girls and overconfident boys, which makes it hard to approach her.

You didn't have to, anyway, because she was the one who approached you.

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"Hey, bitch!" a tall, bulky man yelled at you, saliva flying everywhere and some landing on you. "What the fuck did I tell you, huh?! I said bring 10,000 won, not 5! So why do you only have 5,000, huh? Do you want to fucking die?!" he aimed a kick at you, which you dodged by crawling farther. But, luck wasn't on your side. You hit the lockers, no more space to run away.

The stupid bystanders did nothing to help you whatsoever. Some whispered amongst themselves, others looked at you with pity but didn't lend a hand. There were also some who had the audacity to take out their phones and film the scene.

Your bully approached you menacingly, teeth bared like some sort of animal. "I'm sorry," you mumbled pathetically. He successfully landed a kick on your stomach, making you wince in pain. "Fucking- Is that all you have to say? Sorry? You think I'm going to accept some stupid apology?!"

He pulled back his fist and threw a punch at your face, definitely leaving a bruise and busting your lip. You could feel the blood seeping into your mouth, coating your tongue with the metallic taste as tears blurred your vision. You could feel the stinging pain on every part of your body. "You better bring 50k tomorrow, you little shit!" He raised an arm as if to threaten you, but you mustered up the courage to say, "No."

His face contorted in anger and disbelief. "What did you say?" You pushed yourself up and glared at him. You didn't look very threatening, what with the snot running down your nose, but you tried. "I said 'no', are you deaf? I'm not going to be pushed around by you anymore."

Growling, he grabbed your head and slammed it repeatedly against the locker. Then, he wrapped his hands around your throat and squeezed tighter with every word. "Don't! Talk! Back! To! Me!"

Thankfully, he was stopped by a ball of tissue thrown at his head before you could pass out. "Hey, bastard," your savior said calmly. It was Jeongyeon. "Who gave you the right to beat someone up, huh? Pick on your own size." She blew a bubble with her gum and popped it before approaching.

"You want 50k, huh? Are your parents so poor they need you to beat up people for money?"

Your bully flushed. He was shivering in embarrassment, but no one dared talk back to Yoo Jeongyeon.

"Fuck off, before I break your nose and much more." He scrambled away, leading you to let a laugh loose despite your worse situation. She raised an eyebrow, torn between amusement and confusion. "Here," she handed you a handkerchief.

"Thanks," you muttered, wiping off the blood and snot and tears. "Um, sorry you had to witness that."

Some girls giggled. Jeongyeon glared at the crowd. "Get lost."

They all shuffled away, albeit reluctantly. "Thanks again," you said plainly, moving to join the sea of students, but Jeongyeon grabbed you by the arm. "Wanna eat lunch with me?" she asked. You blushed and nodded excitedly. "Please."

"I'll pay, but pay me back tomorrow."

"Oh, fine."

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