"ah-…"
I don't want to go to school.
From Kim Seokjin to Jeon Jungkook. Ever since the rumor spread that these seven were my oppas, my school life has become incredibly difficult. Sure, I suddenly had more friends, but the problem is that most of them intentionally target and approach my oppas... Plus, if my upperclassmen come looking for me, they'll say something, so these days, I just stay cooped up in the classroom and sleep.
The worst part of all is!! I can't go to school with my brothers...!! Of course, I asked them to, but going alone is sadder than I thought...
“Jeon Yeo-ju, are you going alone today?”
“Yeah, I decided to go with a friend.”
“…Are you really going with a friend?”
"…huh."
"Okay, that's fine. Have a nice trip. We'll be leaving in a bit."
For Seokjin, who always joked around, to be speaking so seriously, I guess my behavior was a bit too suspicious. I barely managed to answer him with shaking pupils, worried he'd get suspicious. But worry not, he said he'd have a safe trip. Perhaps it's just my imagination that's making me feel a bit disappointed?
There are only 7 brothers!
A dog-like entity
“Hey, pretty girl, can you come and take a look for a bit?”
“…?”
A small alleyway on the way to school. A hangout for thugs and a smoking area. My older brothers warned me that if I got caught with them, I'd be in big trouble... Could that guy be calling me?
But I'm not pretty! I guess I can just go, huh?
“Hey, shit. I called you. You’re fucking ignoring my words.”
“Uh..me..?”
At my words, the people around him all laughed, then began imitating me with strange expressions. The man simply nodded and motioned for me to come with a creepy expression on his face.
“You’re Jeon Yeo-ju-? That’s right. That little bastard’s younger sister.”
“That kid always gets so stiff and starts talking nonsense whenever I mention you. I wonder what his expression will be like if I half-kill you? I wonder lol.”
As I approached, the man flicked the name tag on my jacket with his index finger and spoke, making me feel scared and thinking about running away.
“You know that if you think about it, you’ll lose, right?”
A pretty woman sitting on a chair next to an alley, leaning against the wall and playing on her phone, asked me threateningly, "How did she know that without even looking?"
“Don’t look away. Let’s take a hit first, you.”
“It wasn’t your fault, but your family member did. Shouldn’t you take the blame instead?”
“Uh.., no, what is that..”
match-!!
When I opened my mouth to refute the man's absurd words without even knowing what was going on, a thick hand and a loud noise made my head turn. Then, tinnitus began. My right cheek began to hurt excruciatingly.
“Uh..ah,”
“You shouldn’t be in pain just like this, pretty girl. I was in more pain because of that little Min Yoongi.”
Brother Yoongi-…?
I couldn't understand anything from start to finish. How did this vile man know my brother, or even how the reason I was beaten was because of him.
After a while of feeling the ball throbbing and confused thoughts, I lay face down on the floor holding the ball when the man called the woman who was on the phone behind me.
“Park Hwa-young, don’t just watch, help me.”
“Weren’t you also really pissed off because of Park Jimin?”
“Ugh-. I’m so pissed, damn it.”
At the man's words, a woman named Park Hwa-young stood up from her chair, stuffed her phone into her pocket, and grabbed my hair as I lay on the floor.
"You know, you're right now—Park Jimin. I wish you knew it was because of that kid. We had a hard time for a while because of him."
As I closed my eyes tightly, trembling under Park Hwa-young's hand as she ascended, I heard a loud voice from somewhere. A familiar voice.
“···These crazy kids.”
Who dares to touch me?