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Jeon Jungkook, the schools most popular senior, the best at practically every sport, his speciality is swimming, he's faster than a great white shark, well that's not been tested or anything but if it was he would be faster than a shark.
The school loves him, he wins trophy's for everything he does, well except his academics, but why do they matter when he's making the school look so good? he's a golden boy, but is he as golden as people think he is?
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on the other end of the spectrum we have Kim Taehyung, the social reject of the school, he gets bullied almost everyday because he cant play any sports and he especially cant swim, but what he can do is paint, sometimes he can paint through the night only realising its morning when his alarm for school goes off. did i mention ha's also got really good grades, keeping an A average in every class.
Even though he's an amazing artist and an excellent student, the school doesn't pay him any mind because there's no trophy's for art. hes never been liked not even by his family, would things ever change for the talented Kim Taehyung?
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the final bell goes for the day, the students rushing out of the school look like a tsunami thats about to take out the entire town, but they never do, not physically like a tsunami at least. but taehyung was not in that tsunami, he was being dragged by his hair to god knows where by his group of bullies, they called themselves got7, they advertise 'got7' as an anti-bullying group, so no one would ever expect them to be so horrible to another person, but it was so easy picking on taehyung, he's so weak, and tin, some would even go as far to say that he doesn't have any muscles.
Taehyung didn't know where 'got7' were taking him until he could smell an all too familiar scent, chlorine. he cant swim, and they know that, do they want him dead?
Taehyung starts throwing his limbs all over the place. grabbing onto anything that could potentially save him from being thrown into the water, but it's all a useless effort as he cant hold his grip for more than a millisecond on anything he gets a hold of.
he can feel water from the wet tiled floor seeping through his pants, he could hear the small ripples of water travelling across the surface of the water, the dampness in the air made his blood run cold, he was getting closer to the water every second and there was no way out, he's going to die. The sad thing is if taehyung died nobody would go to his funeral, heck, he doesn't even think his parents care enough to have a funeral for him at least he doesn't have to come to this hell everyday, and he wouldn't have to face the hardships of university and adulthood. huh, classic Kim Taehyung, always finding the positive in a negative situation.
jackson: have you learnt to swim yet, alien boy?
they've reached the deep end they're all standing looking at the clearness of the water how the heating in the pool makes the water ripple in certain places.
jackson: well, we'r'e about to find out.
Jackson grabs a hold of taehyungs writ while someone else grabs his ankles they start to swing him back and forth. everyone's cheering and laughing the sounds all blur together with the fear and taehyung cant think clearly, he feels as though hes going to pass out before even making contact with the water.
they all count down from three, in taehyungs mind its the countdown till his demise. he panics even more yelling at them to let him go, that he'll anything, as long as they don't throw him in, but they didn't seem to care, all they wanted was to see him thrash and scream until he would go limp in the water and watch as he hits the bottom of the pool and watch as his air bubble slowly rise to the surface and pop in time with his heart beat as it comes to a stop.
got 7: three!
two!
one!
Jackson and the one holding his feet and taehyung flies through the air for what feels like forever until you hear a gigantic splash sound and the water almost hits the ceiling, then there's nothing taehyung slowly sinks to the bottom of the pool, stopping the laughter from his tormentors before he finally starts thrashing and struggling to reach the surface for a breath of air, the under appreciated oxygen. they all start cheering and laughing calling him names, their favourite one is alien, taehyung doesn't know where they got the name alien from but they all just started calling him that one day and it stuck.
the fun and games end when there's a sound of a door opening and closing, which must scare got7, because they all run out of the room as fast as they can leaving Taehyung to drown. luckily for Taehyung the person who opened the door was no other then Jeon Jungkook.
jungkook dropped everything he was holding and jumped into the pool not caring if his clothes got wet and swam faster than a white shark over to the now sinking, Taehyung.
in a way it was good that the once thrashing taehyung was now limp because its a lot easier saving someone who's drowning when they aren't struggling.
jungkook pulled taehyungs limp body out of the water and onto the tiles he checks taehyungs air way to see if it was clear, but it wasn't son jungkook started giving taehyung mouth to mouth until he finally coughs up the water that was slowly drowning his lungs. jungkook runs over to his bag and takes a towel out and takes it over to taehyung and wraps it around him tightly.
taehyung cant stop shaking, the fear that ran through his body is unforgettable and probably wont stop, not ever, every time he sees got7 he'll remember this moment. he'll also remember what happens next, the warm embrace of two arms holding him tight as though they will never let go, an embrace he doesn't remember getting before in his life, not even from his parents, he sometimes wishes he got those love filled hugs but then again they would come from the people who call themselves his parents, he would rather live without warm hugs then ever be trapped in those arms. but these arms, they felt as though they held all the love he never got from his parents, why does Mr. perfect get all the love that taehyung didn't, maybe he stole his and took it all for himself, people are selfish, nobody really cares for other people, they just live the lives hoping that someone will notice them but nobody ever does.
jungkook: did those guys throw you in?
taehyung didn't say anything, he learnt the hard way not to ever tell on got7, they beat him black and blue, he couldn't see out of his right eye for month, it didn't really matter that he told on them, schools are sh*t if you don't make them look good, then you're as good as trash in their eyes.
jungkook: you should should tell a teacher about them.
theres no point, they'll never listen to trash like me.
jungkook: you mute or something?
taehyung glared up at jungkook, making eye contact for the first time, his eyes held more love than his two arms but taehyung couldn't feel as though it was real, nobody loves anybody
jungkook: if you're i'll tell the teachers for you.
taehyung: no need.
jungkook: so you're not mute, good then lets go tell a teacher.
taehyung the teachers here suck.
jungkook: the teachers here are great, they'll help you if you ask.
taehyung: maybe for you.
jungkook: okay, then i'll ask.
taehyung: no you cant.
jungkook: why not?
taehyung: just don't, its too much of a hassle.
jungkook:no really,its fine i don't mind.
taehyung: you don't know anything, do you? you think life is just swell, well you know what, life can suck my dick and i still wouldn't like it.
jungkook didn't know how to react, nobody has talked to him like that before. maybe having this kid around would be good for him.
taehyung: besides i never said they had anything to do with it.
jungkook: fine then, don't tell the teachers. need a ride home?
taehyung: you have a car?
jungkook: no, i was just asking, yes i have a car, so, need a ride?
taehyung: i don't think you'd survive driving in my neighbourhood.
jungkook: its okay i know kung fu.
taehung: of course you do.
jungkook: lets go then, before it gets too cold.
if taehyung said that jungkooks car was nice, that would be an understatement.
it was a black Lamborghini, clean, no traces of dirt anywhere and just you wait until to get inside...
jungkook: so, where do you live?
tawhyung: 3rd on mason street.
jungkook: i don't think I've ever been there before, you'ye gonna have to lead the way/
taehyung: you sure aren't full of surprises.
jungkook: you are, you're such a mysterious person.
taehyung: not really, you just have a small view on life.
jungkook: i'll pretend i'm not offended.
taehyung: good. you're gonna want to take the next turn to you left.
jungkook: okay.
taehyung: other left, do you not know your left from your right?
jungkook: i do, its just, i forget sometimes.
taehyung: how did you make it to senior year?
jungkook: because i-
taehyung: that was a rhetorical question, meaning i already know the answer.
jungkook: wow you're smart.
jungkook: no, you're just a jock and jocks aren't smart.
after a while of wrong turns a dilemmas they finally made it to taehyungs house, it was an old apartment complex.
jungkook: nice house.
taehyung: not really.
jungkook: but its so big.
taegyung: is not, i own one apartment in the building.
jungkook looked confused.
taehying: don't you know what an apartment complex is?
jungkook: yeah of course i do
taehyung: sure, i'll see you tomorrow.
jungkook: wait, whats your name?
taehyung: who knows, who cares.
jungkook watches as taehyung walks inside the big run down building.
i must find out his name, jungkook though as he drove away.
taehyung walked inside his apartment to see, yet again, nobody home. he checked the fridge, only to find it empty, like always, whats it matter, he can last another night without a meal. he jumped into the shower, which warmed his cold body up, only for a few minutes before the hot water ran out. he dressed into some worm clothes, not pyjamas, he doesn't have money for those, just normal clothes. his bed was a mattress sat on the floor with a couple of blankets, probably the only thing that helps him sleep at night.
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jungkook takes his sweet time, but he eventually finds his way back to his home, its nothing special, just you average family home, well if you family lives in a mansion. jungkook walks inside, greeted by his mother, who is worried he'll catch a cold because he came home soaking wet, she rushes him into the the bathroom so he can take a nice warm shower. jungkook thought about the boy he met today, he really wants to get to know him, he just seems so different than anyone hes ever known before and he wants to know more about him, every detail in his life. once jungkook finished his long soothing shower his mother had a nice hot meal waiting for him on the table. jungkook loves his mother but, she can be a bit over protective at times. she asked jungkook how his day went, he replied with 'the same as usual', his mum didn't need to know about the boy he met. after he finished dinner he want up to his room, turned off the lights and got into bed, he didn't sleep yet, he had to check social media and reply to all the messages he'd received today before he could finally get, his well need rest.
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