BIG HIT ACADEMY(BTS FANFIC--OCxBTS FT. GOT 7, EXO, & OTHERS)

Chapter 1

HARUKA'S POV

    "Alright students, lets begin with stretches. Work hard, and you just may get a spot in the upcoming dance battle. Hwaiting!" Teacher Jung Hoseok's voice resonated through the small practice room of Big Hit Academy of the Arts.

    Hoseok was one of the best dancers in the music industry and was a graduate of Big Hit Academy of the Arts. Everyone, especially me, looked up to him as their hope and absolutely everyone loved him. He always wore a smile on his face, except for when he was dancing(when it came to dancing he became a completely different person). He was so encouraging, always telling us to never lose our hope. He was actually also one of the judges in the audition room when Hayoung and I were trying out for a spot in this school. As a young girl from Japan in a new country, I quickly idolized J-Hope as somebody to look up to. During our audition, he gave us some tips on dancing(because of Hayoung's sad dance-not to be offensive or anything..I still love her), encouraging Hayoung to never give up and keep practicing her dancing. Dancing isnt exactly Hayoung's strong suit.

Hayoung and I were doing our stretches in a corner of the room at the beginning of class. I was dressed in simple workout clothes, my side ponytail swaying as I reached for my feet. Hayoung  sat silently with her headphones on, bobbing her head, while her light pink ends grazed the floor as she stretched. This girl. Always listening to music I thought while shaking my head.

Just at that moment, a short muscular boy in a bro tank called out in a taunting voice, "YA!!! Haruka!!! Let's have a short dance battle before class starts!! I've been practicing and there's no way you'll beat me." Ugh. Jimin. Freaking. Park. We've been rivals from the very first auditions till now. He's so full of himself and is such a teacher's pet. Well I mean, I am too. But that's totally different. Jimin angers me so much that I have to constantly rant to Hayoung through messaging and in the halls. For some reason Jimin treats her like a princess. It's so obvious he likes her, but Hayoung is so clueless and refuses to listen to me.

"Park Jimin, get ready to go down" I said as I stood up, and walked over to where he was standing by the mirror.

Hayoung took off her headphones and raised her head to comment on the scene. "You guys battle everyday. Give it a rest. The dance competition is coming up, so instead of battling each other you guys should practice together. You know, like a team?"

"Hayoung, I have to beat this guy. Put him in his place ya know?" I stated back, without taking my eyes off of Jimin, who happened to be staring at Hayoung, until he noticed me staring at him with one brow up. He quickly looked away and blushed.

"You wish!" yelled Jimin.

Hayoung rolled her eyes and let us go at it again for the 10,000th time. Soon, after the battle ended in Jimin's victory, (ughhhh) the door to the practice room opened to reveal a slim male with dark brown hair dressed in simple hip hop clothes. Hayoung sighed and rolled her eyes at the sight of the class's TA, Kim Taehyung.

"Alright, let's get started class" J-Hope said as he clapped his hands.

Taehyung walked over to stand next to the sound system, as J-Hope began to go over the moves they had learned the previous day. He yawned and stretched his arms out as he turned on the music to We Are Bulletproof Pt2. Taehyung always looked lost in space, oblivious to everyone and everything. Although I'm quite sure he knows the opinions of the female students.

The girl next to me whispered to her friend, "Wow, don't you think Taehyung looks exceptionally good today, Kira?"

"When does he not look good, Jinah, I mean come on. He's good looking, funny, and super nice."