Her black locks curled down, just past her shoulders that held a significant amount of metal. I don't know if I should be more concerned about her shoulders or her back, considering the generous amount of books I saw her pile in her bag earlier that day. Not in a stalkerish way, just a glance over and see kind of way. She walked past, her chipped black nail polish prominent and Violet! by Waterparks blasting through her headphones, barely audible, but it was there. Impressionable; a hot, mentally ill badass.
Interesting, Seol thought.
Did he... have a crush? No... not the depressed, scared-of-commitment, conspiring aromantic!? No, he just falls in love with people who have the same interests as him but in reality, there's nothing really there unless it develops from the just mindlessly staring, or what he'd call 'observing', from afar trope. Which is rare.
It was the first day of the new school year, lots of new arrivals, he couldn't help being intrigued.
"Hey. HEY. Hello?? Seolhee!" Yoongi tried.
"Sorry what?" he was pulled out of his haze.
"Stop staring at pretty girls, your next class is across the school," he advised, leaning against the lockers beside yours.
"How do you know that?"
"Whenever I have maths on Monday, you have physics."
"Oh right, yeah, okay, gotta go."
"Don't forget, we have dance last!"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he responded as you walked away.
Seol and Yoongi had been friends for years, always ended up in at least one of the same classes every year since reception, they almost couldn't escape each other. Yoongi worked as a producer and lyricist at Dare too, so they did see each other a lot. Regardless of the amount of time they'd been friends, they'd never really been close. Of course, they were close, Yoongi was really one of the only people who doesn't judge Seol's entire personality based on his status because he's been there since the start. But they weren't really close in the way best friends tell each other practically everything and whatever else they do. Yoongi had his own group of friends, they weren't Seol's kind of crowd, and he wasn't theirs. It hardly makes sense that Yoongi is not the most sociable but he is very likeable, he could probably join any high school cliche known to man if he wished - it's the Min charm. Seol wished he could do that so effortlessly, but socialising with anyone new always goes in the direction of 'oh, she's a royal, part of the ones who think they're so high and mighty' - or something along those lines. He was far from a narcissist but unfortunately, that's the Na family's image just amongst all these teenagers; it can't be helped.
Seol was walking through the hallways in the next block over, on his way to physics. Every physics lesson, there's a connect-four game, boys vs girls. It'd be a lot easier if the class was just split in half and did it like that, not just for his sake; but because when someone has to choose someone, regardless of gender - but especially popular amongst the women - they're always flustered and don't know who to pick without giving them a certain impression. It drags on the lesson, and in the end, the class doesn't learn an awful lot.
He walked into the class and as it happens, he was sat at the front of the class, playing with the clip on the lid of his pen. So he took up the offer at Dare after all. Jungkook looked up from the desk and met your eyes.
"Seolhee!" he smiled. He was glad someone he knew was in his class.
Your eyes widened and you smiled back before walking to the back of the class, where you always sat. It was as though your name was engraved on the seat at this point. Your bearded physics teacher with awful humour and is most definitely having an affair with the chem teacher upstairs walked in and began his usual,
"Good afternoon, students."
If it were a good afternoon, Mr Kang, I'd be in bed.
He ordered the class to get out their exercise books and calculators, and would put people who failed to bring in their exercise book or calculator on his oh-so-intimidating list, and if those names had failed to do so a second time, he'd be serving 'formal sanctions'. It's almost obvious how much free time he has.
