"Great. You are now my favorite child." Yoongi told the young girl, who beamed with his praise. He turned blankly to the rest of the children. "To everybody else - get back to work."
When a prideful Min Yoongi and his fearful cousin, Jungkook, are...
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A few days later
"Well," Yoongi began as he looked around his class that were seated on the carpet around him, "Looks like Mrs Moore is out." It was going to be yet another day of Yoongi having to deal with the gremlins alone. The children didn't seem to have any negative emotion towards Mrs Moore's absence; they simply looked up at Yoongi with tiny blinking eyes and blank expressions.
Something about the kids just staring holes into his face made Yoongi nervous. Usually they were pretty rowdy, so their silence irked Yoongi more. With an awkward cough, he quickly grabbed the small note Mrs Moore had left for him and showed it to the children. "Mrs Moore has left us a note so we don't get bored." He told them, pulling it up to his face to read as he squished himself back into his chair.
Show and tell
Hell no. He had hated show and tell, even as a child. It wasn't that it was difficult like maths or physically exhausting like PE – it was just...he had terrible memories attached to it. As he stared at those words, the memory resurfaced in his mind.
"Who would like to bring their item up to show the other children?" Asked Yoongi's 2nd grade teacher as she leaned forward on her chair to address the class. She was a kind, older woman with a short bob of silver hair and purple coloured glasses that she was constantly pushing up her nose bridge. She was honestly Yoongi's favourite.
The small seven year old boy nervously looked around the class of children as he reached his hand up, hoping she would see it. He was known as the shy child in the class and didn't usually like to participate in activities, but this time he had something exciting to show off. His teacher scanned along the group of children until she noticed his little hand. "Yoongi," She gave him a warm smile. "Would you like to show the class what you have for show and tell?"
The boy nodded timidly as he felt the stares of his other classmates piercing into every inch of his tiny figure. A part of him wished he had never put his hand up, but he suppressed it. His father was always ranting to him about how his natural quietness made him weak and often congratulated his half-brother Taehyung because of the simple fact that the boy was an extrovert.
'I need to be more like Taehyung.' Yoongi thought as he walked up to where his teacher was sitting on her chair. He focused on her sincere smile as he approached her, clutching his backpack, and when he got to her chair he turned to the other children. There were so many faces, all staring at him blankly with their blinking little eyes.
Yoongi quickly swashed his brunette fringe out of his face, feeling targeted by all the ogling. Looking towards the ground, he dug into his backpack's pocket to pull out the item he wanted to show. When finally he grasped it, he pulled it out to look at it, hesitating slightly before holding it up for the class to see.
There was silence, and then one laugh. Two laughs. Within seconds, the whole classroom had erupted into loud cackles from the children. Embarrassed, Yoongi's face turned bright red and he took a look at his item again. How was it funny?
