-Hoseok's POV-    I was freaking out slightly but, I held it in to keep the group sane. This felt like a 009 mission, and I wasn't prepared whatsoever.    I had a thousand butterflies fluttering inside my stomach and not to mention the sweat beads piled up on my face I was going to faint.    But that was only because I let my mind run. Jimin showed me on the way over here the pictures of Suga that Jungkook received and it made me blue in the stomach. As we walked further into the school I just couldn't imagine what was happening to Suga. What ever was wrong with Rap Mon was not mentally possible to fix, and seeing that were here now, the only way is physical...   "Boo..."   "ACKKK! DON'T TOUCH ME!!"    Falling to the floor in an attempt to save myself, I curled myself into fetal position. After a slight moment of silence a chorus of laughter filled my ears, making me sit up in complete rage.    "That's not funny."   "Your right it was hilarious."   "I'm sorry Hoseok, that was my fault you just looked so tense so-"   A loud slamming noise sounded through our ears as we had our moment. Turning around from my spot on the floor, the stairwell door was slammed open as boys piled out one by one, all looking more dangerous then they should.    "Uhm guys... Why are they're more people here?"    "Kook do you know how to fight?"   "Fight?..."    Without answering his question I stood up and looked around for another staircase. Spotting one a further down the corridor.    "Then I'm going to need you to run as fast as you can"   "Why?..."   "There is 8 of them.." Jimin spoke up from behind me. Nodding I rolled my sleeves up and walked slowly to the group.    As I walked out someone else walked out as well, a smirk obviously on his face.