BTS Imagines 2 [REWRITING]

Taehyung ♡ Bully [request]

Published: April 20, 2019
Rewritten: March 11, 2025

Word count: 3,000

Requested by @ohjangmi

DO NOT read or interact if you're under 14

Get to class. That was your objective. Get to class without any interruptions. You had managed to stop by your locker and retrieve your books for first period without any interference. All that was left now was to get there.
"Oh, look who it is."
You lowered your head at the sound of Taehyung's voice, avoiding any sort of eye contact with him in hopes that he would leave you alone. That was just wishful thinking, of course.
"What are you wearing? I think I saw those clothes in the lost and found."
"Leave me alone." You murmured, walking a little faster to get away from him.
"Hey, fashion disaster, come back!" He called after you.
Not wanting to argue, you ignored him and gave no reaction to his insults. Much to your relief, he didn't continue following you down the hall.

Taehyung had been harassing you since the previous school year. He criticized every little thing about you, always insulting your clothes for being "out of style", calling you names, and making unwanted comments about you hair, even your makeup. The few people you'd spoken to suggested reporting him, but you knew it would make things worse. The punishment Taehyung would face would be comparable to a measly slap on the wrist, nothing more. He'd be back to bullying you in no time.

You got situated at your desk on the far right side of the classroom, sitting beside an already occupied desk to ensure that Taehyung couldn't sit there. You opened up your textbook and pulled out your notebook and pencil, prepping your area for class, noticing movement in your peripheral moments later. The student seated beside you was getting up, moving to a desk behind another student that was waving them over. Much to your disappointment, Taehyung, who had just entered the room slid into the empty desk beside you, flashing an arrogant smirk.
"So, you thought you could get away?"
A long sigh was expelled in response and you turned back to your supplies laid out on your desk, pretending to be busy looking for the chapter for that day's lecture.
He stretched one of his long legs across the aisle, tapping his foot against one of the metal bars of your desk, jostling you slightly. Your jaw tensed, but you didn't give a reaction, telling yourself he'll back off if you don't respond.
"You're quiet today." He commented.
Don't say anything. You told yourself.
"Hello? I'm talking to you." He kicked his foot against the metal leg of your desk a little harder, this time knocking your notebook onto the floor.
You glanced up to see if anyone in the room noticed, but everyone was busy chatting amongst themselves before class started. With a quiet sigh, you retrieved your fallen notebook and placed it back on the desk.
"You're making this too easy." Taehyung commented, his tone tinged with smugness.
He's just trying to get a reaction out of you. You reminded yourself. Don't give in.
Thankfully, the teacher stepped into the room, unknowingly putting a stop to your misery.