Classes and Bruises

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I dusted off my clothes and stood up, luckily they didn't mess with me until the bell rang. So I picked up myself a classily walked to my class and entered the empty room. I'm usually the first one in the room, but I was stunned to notice my seat was taken, and I wasn't the first person. I didn't say anything to the person, for one they wore earbuds and were typing away on their laptop, also they didn't look familiar so I reckoned it was a new student. So I sat in the very last desk behind that seat. I took out my books and the journal that happened to say "Hey Diary". Luckily it wasn't very notable that it was supposed to be a diary.

The teacher walked through the door as I had been thinking about disposing off the journal. The person who had taken my usual seat put away his devices and looked forward with a very bored look. I could agree class isn't the greatest if it's not what you want for a profession. The teacher had told us the usual when we get a new student. So the boy walked to the front still very unamused and said "My name's Min Yoongi". I looked at him and wondered why does he not seem nervous at all. He must be a very non confident person I assumed. As he started to walk back to his seat he smiled at me. It must of irked me cause my heart started to increase in what I assumed was anger. Then he sat right back in the seat in front of me, but not without turning around and saying "hello, what's your name" he did seem nervous but not as much as he really was good at hiding it. So not to weird him out or seem rude I said " My names Jimin, Park Jimin". He showed his gummy looking smile which doesn't seem like a possibility to do and responds " I like how you speak, I bet we will get along really well".

But boy was he wrong the font I put up for so long made my acting ability very believable, yet he would never know the true Park Jimin.

Or so it seems I had thought......

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