I looked out the train window at the passing trees. All the leaves were all moving, whether they be moving from the train going so fast or the low winds outside. I couldn't wait to get off this crowded train and finally get to see the city that would be my new temporary home until summer ends.
I was here on an exchange program for my college, but not to visit a new school. I'm here to document the stuff I see. I've always loved seeing new states, cities, countries, pretty much anything outside of my boring old town that I've been living in for the past 25 years of my life. A new country is always exciting to me.
The train came to an almost screeching stop. An attendant let us all know we had arrived in Seoul, South Korea and that we had around 7 minutes to get off the train before it had to board more train passengers and leave again.
I stood up and stretched for the first time in hours. I threw my book bag of stuff over my shoulder and swung it around my shoulder. I ignored the instant pressure it had applied from being stuffed and grabbed my purse. I threw it over my head since it was a cross purse and just let it hang there. I grabbed my two heavy, stuffed suitcases and began fighting against the tsunami of people pushing past you. Some getting on the train, some getting off the train. Either way it didn't matter, you were getting rushed from both ways.
I had finally reached the train doors. I had to squeeze by people to get out. Once I finally did, I stumbled out. I tried to gather my balance, but my jelly legs gave out on me and I came plummeting forward. I closed my eyes and anticipated for my face the hit the concrete, but I was saved by a pair of strong arms. They pulled me up and back onto my feet. I just stayed staring at their feet for a moment, confused. I finally looked up at the face of the person who had just caught me and had stopped my stupid jelly legs from giving out on me.
"Are you okay?" He asked. He was extremely tall compared to my 5 foot 3 self. He had to be at least 5'10 or 5'11. He had a sharp jawline and light porcelain skin. His hair looks so soft, if only I could just..
I came back to reality and realized I had been staring at him. I didn't pity myself much with embarrassment before answering. I hardly ever got embarrassed. "I'm fine, thank you." I smiled. He nodded his head in an understanding, "You're not from here, are you?"
"Is it that obvious?" I asked, followed by a nervous laugh.
"No, you can just tell you're not Korean by the way you look." He said, stuffing both of his hands in his pockets.
"I'm not sure if that was meant to be a compliment or an insult but thanks.. I guess?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Take it how you want it. So, what's your name?" He asked.
"Imane Silver."
"Imane? What the fuck kind of name is Imane?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I happen to love my name." I defended myself.
"It's a very strange name."
"Oh yeah? Then what's your name?" I asked in a challenging voice.
"Kim Taehyung." He said proudly, sticking his chest out.
"Kim Taehyung? Your name is Kim Taehyung and your the one over here making fun of me for the weird name? Take a step back, bozo." His chest deflated, along with his confidence.
"The surname Kim is very popular in Korea, and the name Taehyung is cool as fuck." He said, as it was now his turn to defend himself.
"No it's not. It's strange." I said, mocking him with his own words.
"Oh fuck off." He said in a serious tone, rolling his eyes.
"No need to be so serious." I joked, throwing my hands up as if I surrendered.
"You. Are. Annoying."
"Yet you're still standing here. If you walk away, you'll never have to see me again." I smiled innocently.
"Thanks so much for the idea, Imane. I'll see you again, never." He smirked before walking away.
"Bye, Tae."
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This is my first ever BTS fanfiction and I'd like to say that I think this first chapter was very very good... buttt that may just be my biased opinion.
I have written MANY stories before on my other accounts but ended up deleting 80% of them.
Speaking of my other accounts, you should go follow them :)
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I do have 1 other acc but I don't go on it, if I do end up using it I'll add it to this. I also don't use the corpse account much, because I can't really think of a story idea. I had one story up but was unhappy with it and took it down. I use the other 3 a lot.
Btw, Imane is pronounced E-mon.
Sorry for the long ass authors note, I hope you enjoy the rest of the story and make sure to eat/drink.
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𝐌𝐲 𝐄𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒚 // Taehyung {ON HOLD}
Hayran KurguImane Silver is an American girl. She goes to South Korea over the summer for her college exchange program with no idea who's housing her. Before she goes to her new, temporary home, she meets a certain boy who will change her life, but will it be f...