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"Please. Please open.. The damn.. Door.." Taehyung pressed his shoulder to the bakery entrance, but Yoongi wouldn't open it. 
                          
He stood inside, folding his arms and glaring at Taehyung, who tried to force the door open. "Hey, I'm gonna freeze! I got the cake, and yes, paid extra for the strawberries, like you said."
                          
Yoongi's eyebrows furrowed and he looked so angry that he would kill someone. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to want to get in at the moment. 
                          
He finally relented, and stomped over to the door, and threw it open, smacking Taehyung hard on the shoulder.
                          
"Son of a bitch!" He cursed, grabbing his shoulder. He nearly dropped the cake, but Yoongi was quick to catch it. 
                          
"You are going to his house this instant, and if you- ah ah ah," he said, irritated when Taehyung was about to interrupt, "and if you dare to disobey me I wouldn't hesitate to march you right up to his doorstep."
                          
Taehyung let out a long exaggerated sigh in annoyance.
                          
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Dear Hush,
                          
There is a lot to tell you today.
                          
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***
                          
Seokjin walked down the hallway of the school, gripping his backpack tight with a large smile placed on his face. 
                          
He was excited to meet Jimin and Jungkook again, and he reminded himself of a dog that shakes so hard when they meet their owner after coming home from work that they look like they're gonna piss themselves.
                          
He walked to his locker, and placed his backpack down to look himself closely in the small mirror he installed onto the inner door.
                          
He looked fine, right? Jimin and Jungkook wouldn't mind if he forgot to gel his hair today, right? He smoothed out the top of his hair, leaning further to inspect his hair and his face.
                          
"Hey."
                          
Someone tapped him on the shoulder, and Seokjin jumped. He slammed the locker door shut, looking quickly to who tapped him with a flustered expression.
                          
Kim Taehyung. He looked quite angry, and he suppressed his anger with a smirk. He put his arm over Seokjin's head, and the latter flinched, and shrunk under Taehyung's glare.
                          
"You embarrassed me at the bakery, pabo. I'm the top Aesthetic, I may remind you. Be careful with what you do, and who you choose to ignore."
                          
Faster than Seokjin could blink, a fist was brought under his chin, the impact of the blow making Seokjin cry out in pain. Taehyung kneed him hard in the stomach, and Seokjin fell to the floor, hot tears welling up in his eyes.
                          
Taehyung walked away, with everyone around him that went silent started talking and whispering again.
                          
Seokjin felt the area between his eyes and forehead start to hurt, and it felt hot. He knew he was going to cry, but he held it in. He looked to Taehyung, and just before he was out of his sight he cried out,
                          
"I sowwy!" 
                          
***
                          
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I didn't go to lunch with Jimin and Jungkook like I had hoped to. 
                          
In fact, I was silent the whole day. Well, not verbally silent, but I think they knew that something was wrong with me.
                          
 On the inside I was screaming. Every time I feel the sore and tender spot under my chin where Kim Taehyung punched me, I can feel myself tearing up again.
                          
 I hope I don't see him again.
                          
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The whole school was buzzing about how Seokjin got on Taehyung's bad side. Word of the punch was everywhere, even where the highschool girls went after school.
                          
To the bakery, where Yoongi worked.