The Famous Model | Taegyu [ENG]

- 𝐂hapter 1

Beomgyu pov

I was on my way to school and I received a message from my friend Soobin saying that a famous model transferred to our school, as soon as I heard that I hoped it was my dear Taehyun and I walked faster to school.

At the beginning of the path, I saw a crowd of students at the gate blocking the entrance to the school.

So I pushed through the crowd of students and saw Taehyun, I saw a magnificent figure of perfection.

He was surrounded by fans and he suddenly looked at me, I felt like the ground disappeared from beneath me as soon as he looked at me.

Out of nowhere the bell rings to announce classes and all the fans and students go to their rooms.

I got super irritated and suddenly I'm running super fast, distracted by my thoughts, I run into something and my thoughts are interrupted and I get out of my head.

- Hey! Don't you see where you're going?! - I ask
- I'm sorry, are you okay?

Wait, I recognize this voice from somewhere and I look up and see Taehyun.

- Sorry again, I'm new at school and I'm lost... - Taehyun said

- N-no problem, it was my fault, I was distracted.

- Do you need me to show you the school? - I ask

- Yes, of course! We can even be friends.

💭 How is this possible? Am I dreaming?

- Yes!! Do you know what your room number is? - I ask

- I already know, I had already gone to the school desk, my room number is 19 - said Taehyun

- REALLY?! This is the same as mine.

- I'll show you the locker room first because we're going to have physical education, is that okay with you? - I ask.

So time passed and I showed him the whole school, it rings and they go to the locker room.

In the locker room

- Did you like the locker room? - I said as we entered the locker room, closing the door.

- Can I ask you a question? Where is the rest of our class?

- Our class usually arrives an hour late.

- Oh there. So what are we going to do with all this time?

- We can talk and get to know each other better - I said doubtfully and with a smile on my face.

With the door closed, no one can hear what they are saying or doing