Taehyung was simply perfect, you might say. A cute, chubby face that could be cool with just a change of expression. A nice body. Good grades and a sporty reputation. He was everything a girl, or boy, could want. Then, there was Yoongi. An always blank expression on his face. A jawline that could cut metal. His body was terribly scrawny. Bad grades. He didn't even participate in P.E or sports. He had a horrible reputation.
Taehyung had been walking around Seoul one day. This one day was so important. If he hadn't been there this day at this time, he would still be the same flower boy. But, he walked that day. "Ahh, rain is refreshing, though I wish it was sunny.", Taehyung sighed as he walked towards the middle of town. On the opposite side of the street walked Yoongi, slowly breathing, not saying a word. Taehyung, of course, remembered him and knew he was there.
He wasn't doing anything really important so he decided to go talk to Yoongi. "Uhm, excuse me?", he asked as gently as he could. "Yes?", Yoongi replied. "I'm Taehyung. I go to your school. I'm not doing much so I decided to come talk with you.", Taehyung said, repeating polite words he had said so many times. "...Look there's no reason to be fake. I know you aren't as perfect as you act.", Yoongi said, his tone implying that he was annoyed by the act. "Really? Thanks.", Taehyung said. For the first time, he dropped the fake pitchy voice he used in front of his classmates.
Taehyung's deep voice suprised Yoongi but after a while, it became soothing to him. "Ahh, by the way, you can call me V." "Oh, you can call me Suga."
