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Jimin bts request The unlikely encounter

Decicated to @kpop_gem

Get to know the neighbourhood mum told me like hell I want to go out specially during an autumn day like this when leaves are falling a reminder that summer is over and a new school year starts. Why did mum have to get remarried to a guy I hardly like with a step-brother that annoys the crap out of me I held my scarf tightly around my neck as I entered the music shop.

I missed everyone in my old neighbourhood we had things to talk about in this new neighbourhood it was full of either old people or kids that were from high society meaning they never liked talking about stuff I woukd normally liked. I was too deep in thought when I slipped on my but in front of everyone in the music shop great way to make an impression a lasting one at that.

"Need help" a boy smiled holding out his hand.

"Yeah thanks" I blushed as he pulled me up from the ground.

We stood in silence as we both just gave eachother awkward smiles I knew he wanted to laugh at me I mean someone slipping and landing on their but pretty hilarious to many people. I could hear peopke gasping and pointing to us which made this meeting more uncomfortable than it was at the start.

"I'm Park Jimin you are?" he asked me.

"Park Hwa Young nice to meet you" I bowed.

"I can tell you're new to this area" he chuckled.

"Yeah just moved here it's kind of cool here" I looked around the shop noticing all the vintage posters.

"You like music I can sing do you play?" he further asked questions.

"Me well piano and the violin" I blushed again.

"Are you high society? " he questions.

I was kind of guilty telling him yes what if he wasn't then that would just made me look bad but not that feel bad about my family background. Yet again lying to him made my stomach twist in knots because I took a liking to him even if it's been a matter of minutes since we met.

"Well yeah" I looked down.

"Me too it sucks because I can't have a normal coversation about anything it always has to be about money business and well more money" he rolled his eyes.

"I know how you feel my dad keeps going on about me getting a good job to me like him and to make sure my kids are in high society, but in all truth I don't want my children to grow up like have in high society" I shrugged.

"I agree with you I woukd never put my children through a childhood I have lived" he shook his head.

It seemed like for hours we talked about the high society life we shared which we hated growing up in I have never met a person like him who has a lot of interests in what the high society has done to people who are less fortunate. Which is notning in all truth.

"It's getting late I should be going it was nice talking to you Jimin" I bowed.

"I wish you could stay longer" he whispered.

I made a tiny squeal at what he whispered I just kept walking away if there was one thing I would wish for it was to see him again. It's the only person who shares the same views as me and has grown up with a life like mine.

The next day...

I hate the uniform for this school tie that could chock you everytime you swallow, a jacket which was a navy blue colour with red stips on the cuffts and black skirt or trousers. This place must be full of brats who like to throw kiddy tantrums if they don't get what they want this was going to be some long day.

My step-brother Changjo walked ahead of me as I took my sweet time listening to bad my infinite most people hated the type of music I listen they said they would prefer classical like we all know that aload of bullshit. The girld from the school just kept giving me glares I haven't even stepped inside yet they want to pick on me I shook it off as being nothing.

I took the timetable that the schools administration had given me when I looked at the lessons I wamted to die right then English, Maths, Art then History. It's only a Monday and they already want to kill me with work I banged my locker as everyone in the hall have me looks of worry like I was crazy. I threw my bad over my shoulder just slowly making my way to English if it was Shakespeare I definitely not born with luck.

The whole class stopped the talking once I reached the room as the whispers began about me being the new kid. I wiggled my tie making it easier for me to breathe but I felt someone towering over me which had to be my teacher.

"Park Hwa Young please sit next to Park Jimin" Mrs Lee pointed to the desk at the back.

I saw Jimins smiling face waving at me as the girls began hissing about me again all I coukd do was breathe in relief at the fact I knew a person in this place. I quickly took my place as Mrs Lee began her class on the moden adaptations of books.

Hald way through the class Jimin passed me a note which made me laugh the memories of being a little child and the only way of communicating was notes.

Park Hwa Young
accept my feeling
I love you X

I looked at the note in shock when I looked at Jimin he had his face on the desk trying to keep his eyes open when I looked around the class everyone was too focused on Mrs lee. I inched closer to Jimin making sure no one saw me I leaned my head near his as I planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Love you too Park Jimin" I whispered in his ear.