I barely woke up this morning. He didn't leave until almost 2, and I'm supposed to wake up at 6:30.
But I'm up. As always.
I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling like an absolute mess inside and out.
My long, black hair looks like a birds nest. The bags under my eyes give away my sleepless night, and my bottom lip is a little bit swollen from Jungkook sucking on it. And that's where my inside mess starts.
Why do I keep letting this happen? Why do I fall to him every time? I feel like pulling my hair out. I give myself to him because he knows every way to make me want him, and then the next morning, he passes me by as if I'm a wall. Not even a glance. And I'm sure today won't he any different.
And I was right.
'Morning, Ye.' Iyera squished me alive as soon as she saw me coming to the school's entrance where she was with Taehyung.
'Morning.' I hug her back
'You sound tired. You alright?'
'Just couldn't sleep. That damn cat is going to end up in my oven.' I lie through my teeth, blaming the neighbor's cat
'Even I'm pissed off, and I don't have to go through that.' She grumbles
'Sup, T?' Jungkook came over and threw his arm around Taehyung's shoulders, greeting him, smiling at him. 'Hiya.' He smiles at her as well but completely ignores me
God, this stings. Way more than it should. His lips and hands were all over me last night, and now he's pretending like he doesn't even see me. I'm this close to crying.
'I don't know about you, but I'm ready to take a nap, so I'll go hug my desk.' I pretended to yawn and took my leave, heading for the class
I was looking at my phone as I was walking down the hall, not paying attention to anything or anyone. Evidently.
'I'm not sure if I should laugh or be worried.' The voice snickers a little at me
'Laugh away. I'm used to it.' I grumble as I rub my forehead, which I used to walk directly into an open metal locker
'Are you alright?'
'Unfortunately, this is a regular occurrence. I'll be okay.' I chuckle at myself, looking up at the boy that I've been trying to decipher since yesterday
'Oh... Hi.' I greet him, trying not to lose my composure. Iyera was right. He is hot. Very much so.
He's got the most beautiful face I've ever seen on a guy. Gorgeous eyes, perfect nose, high cheekbones, chiselled jaw, and the most perfect lips you could imagine. Damn, those are dreamy.
'Hi.' He smiles a little, looking right into my eyes
I forgot what I was going to say as the staring contest got a bit too intense for me, but the loud screech of some two random girls jerked me awake.
'See you in class.' I bow a little and run away before my face turns red or something. Only once when I got to the class I realised I didn't ask his name again.
'Idiot, Yeona.' I smack my forehead against the desk
'What are you an idiot for now?' Iyera laughs at me as soon as she walked in
'Nothing important. Promise.' I chuckle
I watched him get to class, holding a book in his hand. He glanced over for the shortest moment before looking away and sitting down at his desk. I swear I saw his lips turn into a tight line, as if he was forming the tiniest of smiles. I am becoming delusional. Completely. I shake my head to get rid of any weird thoughts. I better focus on my class.
I managed to push through those first few hours, and now it's finally lunch time. And I am starving. I haven't had breakfast yet because I was too tired to chew.
'Your stomach sounds like a jungle even from here.' Iyera laughs at me, patting my tummy jokingly
'I am aware. Trust me.' I laugh along
'Of course, he would befriend him.' Iyera snorts as we watched Taehyung pretty much drag the new guy around, hugging him around the shoulders. Taheyung is a big social butterfly. There is not a person he can't be friends with.
'It's a good thing, isn't it? The new guy needs friends. He can't be on his own in a new school.' I mumble
'I wonder what's his name.' She giggles. Me too, Iyera. Me too. I thought to myself. 'Looks like we're about to find out.' She got all excited. It took me a second to realize that Taheyung is dragging him right to our table
'Ladies, welcome my new friend here.' Taheyung grins, still hugging the poor guy who's struggling to set himself free
'Let him go, dumbass. You're gonna choke the poor guy.' Iyera scolds him, smacking his leg. But at least he released him. She then turned all smiley, greeting him. 'Hiya, friend.'
'This one here is Iyera. This one is my girlfriend, so I'm afraid I can't give you the green light for her.' Taehyung smiles and the guy chuckles a bit. 'And that one over there, that is Yeona. I would give you a green light, but she is a danger to herself and everyone around her. So you might be at your life's risk around her. You have been warned.' Tae pats him and sits down, being all proud about his explanation
'Got it.' The guy laughs in almost a melodic little giggle, sitting down next to him
'Nice to meet you both. I'm Jimin.' He bows his head a little
No. I'm not crazy. This- this must be him. If this really is the same boy I had a dream about only yesterday, then that could not be more creepy. I am too freaked out by this.
'Nice to meet you, too, Jimin. Sorry about this one here. He has no sense of personal space.' Iyera sighs, gesturing at Taehyung
'Jimin...' I whispered his name to myself, but Iyera must have heard me mutter
'Huh? Did you say something?' She asks, bringing everyone attention to me
'Oh, no, no. Nothing at all!' I panicked a little, waving my hands in defense
'It's you.' Jimin smiles at me, pointing his finger at me
'Do you two know each other?' Taehyung asks, looking between the two of us, but I'm just as confused
'She ran head first into my locker this morning. That was you, wasn't it?' He chuckles
'Yep, that would be me.' I relaxed a little, chuckling along. 'Sorry about that.'
'That was the least damage she could have done. You will most likely see a lot worse from her.' Taheyung pats him on the shoulder as if to comfort him
'Got it. Staying away for my own safety.' He nods, joining on the teasing
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Nice to meet you. I love you. |BTS JIMIN HS FF|
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