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As walking into your regular class, you noticed how people were staring at you. Few were in awe; few were so disgusted even to breathe the same air as yours.
You should die instead of regretting breathing the same air.
"Same class, same shit" you groaned, throwing your bag on someone's face, sitting on the regular last seat of your class while the boy huffed in pain that you've just caused him. "Did it hurt, little one?" you asked sarcastically, while the boy just rubbed his face before giving you the bag to yourself. A small ugly smirk appeared on your face, feeling the queen vibe to yourself.
Not a few seconds passed, and the teacher entered the room, making everyone stand up in respect. You did the same with no respect. As both greeted each other, he started teaching the lesson he prepared.
There was zero interest in class, and you instantly took your phone, scrolling down some social media videos with zero sound. You would probably drown yourself inside the phone.
"Ms YN. Keep your phone down and listen to the lesson" the teacher said, you raised your eyes and saw him sharply before throwing your phone away. He could feel how frustrated you were. He would probably get something out of what he said to you. He saw his future right in front of his eyes.
"Excuse me, sir" the class's whole attention turned to the boy who was standing outside the class with his school bag. Your eyes couldn't take off from those tiny shining ones.
"Are you this class?" the teacher asked, a frustrated tone produced as his class got interrupted. "Y-yes. I'm the new student here, Park Jimin" the boy introduced himself, and gulped down, not having enough courage to meet those few pairs of eyes that were watching him.
"And you are late to the class even though it was just your first day??" the teacher was spitting his anger at the poor boy that you've given him. Your tongue pushed inside your inner cheeks, causing you to look hotter.
"I-I'm sorry, sir" the boy hung his head, who doesn't know how to say an excuse that because of preparing breakfast twice and getting late to school was why he was late today. "Stand right there. So, everyone would learn a lesson from you. As well as you too" he said, making the boy stand outside the class.
He didn't expect his first day would turn out like this. This one reason was enough to say that he would end up hating this school for the rest of the year.
"Now back to the class," the teacher said, he started teaching the lesson. Even though he was still there, Jimin listened to the class. But he didn't realize a pair of eyes were watching him since he arrived.
The class was silent as only the teacher's sound spread across the room. The boy gulped down hard, standing outside the class. He couldn't concentrate on the lesson as well. He wanted this class to end as soon as possible.
"Sir" a loud echoed across the room. The teacher as well as the students turned back at the owner who raised her voice. "I want to go to the toilet," you said, raising your hand in the air. "Go" the teacher nodded, resuming his class. You got up from your seat and walked towards Jimin who was still standing at the door.
