𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 ⚣ 〻🎥

ᴍ.ʏ.ɢ + ᴋ.ᴛ.ʜ ↳2

It was almost like another regular day, whiz kid Min Yoongi sat in his desk, scattered with trophies, pages filled with nonsense, song lyrics. He absentminded listened to the music playing through his headphones which faded to a light grey color from years of use. He tapped his fingers lightly against his textbook, his eyes set beyond his partially opened window, which sent a light breeze through the room. 

Yoongi straightened up in his chair grabbing his disregarded pencil, sliding his notebook closer to him before he got back to work. He glanced over at his laptop before looking down at his notes before pushing them away once again and pulling his laptop over. He opened up yahoo, his eyes momentarily stopping on a headline. "Vante strikes again, his latest victim was found in dae-" "Yoongi! Come down here now!" Yoongi's head whipped towards his door he'd left ajar before shutting his laptop and rushing downstairs.

 He took every skipped ever other step before he made his way into the dining room where his parents sat. "What's this" His mother slid a folded sheet of paper towards the lanky boy whose face washed blank as he read the words on the sheet. "My grades" He answered before lifting his head making eye contact with his mother, too scared to even glance at the male who was deadly silent. 

"You got a B" "Yes bu-" before he could even finish his explanation a searing red pain flew through his cheek before he hit the white tiled floor. His father towered over him, "there is no but, do you remember what i told you last time boy?" Yoongi searched his memories from the last time but came up blank, he only remembered being in a worst position than the one he currently was in. 

"Daejoo go in the room i'A ll deal with him" "Eunm-" "Go!" Yoongi father glared down at the boy who cowered and tried to make himself smaller before leaving the room with heavy steps, the sound of a door slamming shut sounded throughout the quiet household. His mother stood up pushing her chair away from the table before making her way towards him. The sound of her heels clicking against the tiled floors resinated in the room, a pair of red bottoms came into yoongi's vision before he trailed his gaze up to make eye contact with his mother. 

"What a pity it had to be this way, until you bring this grade up there will be no more fun, no more music, nothing or else.." The slender woman contemplated for a moment before her thin lips stretched into a smile, similar to the pale boy whose body slightly shook from fright on the cold floor beneath him. "Well you already know what else." 

She stepped over yoongi making her way to the stairs "We really love you honey, clean your face and get to work, we wouldn't want the neighbors to worry would we?" She said feigning fake concern before laughing mockingly as she made her way up the stairs not giving yoongi another glance as she made her way into her bedroom. 

Yoongi weakly pushed himself up wiping his lower lip, grimacing as he brushed past a cut, probably from one of his fathers rings. Wouldn't be the first time. As he stood he failed to notice the male starring at him through the glass sliding backdoor, who'd seen it all. Yoongi grabbed his report card before making his way up the stairs, wincing every now and then until he made it to his bedroom shutting off his lights and grabbing his laptop. 

He brushed the tears which traveled down his face quickly as he started to work on his school work. His vision blurring for a moment as his eyes were crowded with un-fallen tears. Yoongi bit his wrist to block his sobs as his body shook with the force, crying pitifully until he passed out from exhaustion. Tired wouldn't explain his situation at all. 

Meanwhile downstairs the glass door was slid open quietly, the sound of a gun clicking of safety was heard only for a millisecond. A gloved hand brushed a blonde strand out of his vision. "The Min family" a smooth voice quietly voiced out. "Not as perfect as they seem, i see" Tae spook through a small unnoticeable wire. He quietly snuck up the stairs, leaning his back against the wall as he made it to the top. He peeked into one of the rooms noticing the frail boy from earlier, he chose to pass the room up.