Y/n is starting at a new school. She has no friends and is so petite and smol, but just when she's feeling lonely and being bullied, the schools bad boy, beomgyu, comes to her rescue.
After Beomgyu walks me to class, I walk into the room and sit in the far back corner right by the window. I decide now is a good time to pull out my book and get some reading done. I have to prove to everyone that I'm superior to them in every way, shape and form somehow. This is my book.
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Yep. It's a diary. You thought It was a book? Nah. I don't need to read because my IQ is already super high.
First day of school Today is my first day of school, and I'm ALREADY rockin' it! I've already been stared at a BUNCH, so clearly I'm super hot. My 12th birthday is in a few weeks. You may be wondering why I was in high school at 11, but let me tell you guys, now that I'm famous and someone will probably be reading this. It's because my IQ is a whopping 23! I'm super absolutely very much gifted and talented, so I needed to be in high school. I'm already gonna get my 21st boyfriend I think! His name is Beomgyu. He's a senior in high school. He's kinda hot. But this isn't just some little crush, I'm in love with him! And he's in love with me too! I just have to give him some time.
I finish my journal entry and put it back into my backpack, making sure to lock it. Nobody can see that! Not yet, at least. Once I'm rich and famous and Beomgyu is my husband I can show it to people. I turn my attention to zoning out, staring out the window. Because I'm different and don't have a phone yet. I eventually get bored though, after about 2 seconds and I look ahead just to see Beomgyu walk in! He glances around, probably expecting to see his friends. His eyes then land on me, and he flashes me a super-hot-make-your-knees-weak grin! Wow, he's so hot. He walks over to me and sits down next to me. I glance down to make sure I'm not blushing. Gotta act cool. Suddenly the bell rings and the teacher speaks up.
"Welcome back, class! Since it's the start of the second semester, I see some new faces. Some people have also been switched out. So, let's get to work!"
I turn around and grab one of the wide-ruled college notebooks my therapist gave me to write down my feelings on. But feelings are icky, so I'll use it for school. I flip my hair in a very sexy way as well, noticing Beomgyu glancing at me. I act cool though. Because I'm quirky and different and won't show him I like him because I'm a nonchalant dreadhead.
