Out running karma (Jimin X BTS)

chapter: 3

Jimin was walking down the hallways to get to his next class. In the hall filled of bratty and horny teens Jimin was all alone. He was missing his old school more than ever. Was he that much disgusting, that people couldn't even bear his existance.

Why didn't anyone approach him? Why? Why was he all alone? Can't he have friends? Or people here had too much high standards which he couldn't fit? He just needed to talk to someone. Only for a while.

He took out the schedule from his bag to have a look at the classes he had ditched yesterday. The big paper was completely blocking his view. He didn't see the tall figure which was coming towards him until somone bumped into his shoulder knocking the schedule out of his hands.

"Watch where you stand you fack fuck." He heard the fimiliar voice of Jungkook. The other students quietly snikered and continued their business.

Jimin didn't waste much time and ran fof his next class, picking the schedule in the process. The once cheerful halls were slowly falling into comfortable silence.

Thankfully, the teacher hadn't arrived by the time he reached there. His eyes scanned through the chairs and tables in the search of an empty seat.

Unfortunately there wasn't a single one, exept one next to two good looking boys who were too buisy with there phones.

He slowly walked to the table and pulled out the chair. The feeling of piercing gazes lingering on him was really awkward. Why can't they just mind there business?

He gulped sitting down and putting his head on the desk, expecting the two boys to scoot away like everyone else.

Instead, one of them spoke, "Hey buddy, the teacher will be there in two minutes. You better take out your book and open page number 251 otherwise you'll have to face satan."

Jimin could hear other boy giggling at the statement. They were the first people who approached him. Maybe, they were just very helpful and just wanted to the new student.

The whole class stood up as soon as the teacher stepped in. Why are they being so oddly disciplined? Is it because the teachet is strict?

"Good morning students. Alright, now turn to page number 251."

The teacher stopped as his eyes landed on Jimin. "We have a new student?" Once again, all attention got focused on him. Great. Just great.

"Please introduce yourself."

"I'm Park Jimin. I just moved here." He gulped as the judgemental eyes bore holes through his mind.

"Nice to meet you,Jimin. I'm Professor Kyungsoo. Do Kyungsoo." The teacher smiled and shook hands with him.

Jimin smiled in return. Professor Kyungsoo seemed to be a decent and lowkey cute man. But its preety sad, because it was just his job.

He gave him book and told him what to do before going back to his desk. They were going to study about William Wordsworth's biography.

Jimin sighed, looking at the context on the page. He wanted to go home. No. Actually, he didn't want to go there. Not even his home was safe. Fuck! Why was his life so difficult?

After thinking for a while, he decided to visit the nearby park after school. Going home was hell. Same abuse, same tortuer, harm and insults.He needed some time away from that. He needed to relax.

His thoughts got interrupted by the sound of bell, indecating that it was lunch time. That was good. He was really hungry. He hadn't eaten anything for breakfast. He wanted to eat, even if it was just an apple.