BTS Imagines

Hoseok:Highschool

I was nervous as I walked into school. Today was my first day of Highschool.

I had no clue where to go. I kept my face neutral. A boy bumped into me and my bottom lip trembled and I felt my eyes fill with tears. I took a deep breath to steady myself. I had always been a nervous girl. It was so bad, the littlest thing would make me cry. I was spoiled or anything, my doctor just said I was 'too delicate for the world'.
I looked down and wiped my tears. High Schoolers don't cry. I sniffled a bit and grew a bit embarrassed. By a bit, I mean very. The boy who bumped into me was apologizing furiously and asking if I was okay and I was confused. No one ever cared that much. I nodded.
His worried face split into a stunning grin,showing off his braces. I smiled back, or tried to smile.
"I'm Jung Hoseok, what's your name?"
"Lee Minah" I answered softly. He nodded.
"You're a first year right?"
"Yes"
"It's my second year here, I could show you around if you'd like, let me see your schedule." He said chattering.
He got a bright green post it note and copied down the teachers I had.
"I'm scatter brained so I tend to forget things." He said laughing.
I giggled softly.
"You're taking these classes? But only second and third years take these, are you some sort of genius?"
I shook my head.
"I was homeschooled for a while, then my parents decided online school was better, because I could learn at my own pace, I took a couple courses and when I got here, I had taken all the first year classes." I said softly.
Hoseok had leaned in. I must be talking really quiet.
"Amazing!" He breathed out.
"It turns out we have some of the same classes." He announced
I smiled, a familiar face in my classes.
Hoseok stuck to his word and took me to all of my classes. I noticed he was normally loud, but around me he was quieter. Surprisingly we didn't eat lunch in the cafeteria, we, well Hoseok purchased his lunch and I had my lunch from home. He guided me to some stairs and winked at me. We climbed the stairs and there we were on the roof.
"Is this allowed?", I asked my breath hitching.
"No one said it wasn't" Hoseok said back. He smiled at me.
His smile had a soothing affect on me, like all my useless worries had melted away.
"Hey guys!" Hoseok said as we approached a group of guys.
"Who's the the chick?" A boy in my year asked.
Another pale looking one who was a third year hit him on the head.
While the prettiest boy scolded them, "Yoongi, violence isn't the answer, Taehyung! Respect women, she is a young lady, not a chick!"
He sounded like a real Eomma.
They both looked down and said sorry. He nodded and continued eating.
"Guys, this is Minah, Minah, that's Jimin,and Taehyung, they're in your year, this is Namjoon, he's in my year, you two would get along well being so smart and all, Yoongi is there and he's a Third year and Jin here is the oldest being a 4th year.
"Wow most of you guys are my oppa's" I said in a louder voice. Yoongi went red.
"Minah. How come you're in my math class if you're a first year?" Namjoon asked.
It was the third year level class.
I shrugged, "homeschool and online school, this is my second time in a public school" I said. They all looked at me.
"Why?" Taehyung asked.
My face burned red.
"It's um, it's a personal issue" I said closing myself up. I curled my legs up to my chest and held them. I had stopped eating.
"I'm sorry for asking. I was just curious." Taehyung said ,looking sad.
"It's human nature to be curious" I told him.
"Well I think it's cool how you studied on your own and you can take all these classes" Namjoon said.
"Thank you" I said quietly.
"Are you going to graduate early?" Jimin asked, speaking up.
I shook my head.
"I have it worked out. After I take my academic classes, I'll take classes focused on the arts, and since there are only 4 and I need 3 more classes, I'm going to be a student aid to a teacher or in the office" I said reciting what was told to me.
"Lucky!" Yoongi said.
"Yoongi when your a student aid, you don't sleep"

"It depends on which teacher, like Mr.Kang has a special way of doing things, so there's no way he lets a student help him, so you can study or sleep"
"All you do is sleep" Namjoon said.
"It's because I don't sleep at night,so I have to catch up during the day" he said
"I think he's a vampire, pale skin, avoids the sun, brooding, sleeps during the day" Taehyung said.
"Yeah and I'll suck your blood if you don't shut up" Yoongi said without humor.

"Yoongi hyung, would you really hurt Taehyung?"Jimin asked.

"Not to harm him"
"I don't know when you hit me on the head earlier it hurt" he mumbled.
"You know I have a soft spot for you kids"
"Aww grandpa!" Jimin and Taehyung cheered, hugging him.
"Please stop touching me" Yoongi said, turning red. I smiled at this interaction. A year and I became close with the group, we would study, go to parties, hang out every weekend. The next year,a first year joined that was close with all of them. I found out they were child hood friends and had grown up near each other. These boys had remarkable talents, the formed a music group called "BTS or Bangtan Sonyeondan and I was their manager for the time being, also stylist and make-up artist. I offered some critiques and helped in anyway I could earning, the title "Bangtan Baby". I was older than Jungkook, but each of them treated me like a baby sister sister.
They each seperately auditioned and ended up in the same company. While,I studied cosmetics. I like art, but not a lot of people make it as artists so I switched medias and after years of sound the boys' and my own make-up, I realized it was easy. I would get messages from them occasionally. I would smile when they would send videos of themselves. I applied for many jobs. One job was for a rookie group set to debut in a couple months. The pay wouldn't be much at first, but it would be just enough.
I was invited to meet the group, as I was led to them I passed many practice rooms full of trainees practicing.
The guard leading me, left me in some conference room and I was knocked before stepping in.
I locked eyes with one person.
"Hobi?" I asked.
"Minie?" He said, his jaw dropping.
We hugged quickly. We had dated until we both decided, our paths were different.
He kissed me.
"It's fate" he whispered.
I nodded.
He led me to the other members of his group who were my high school friends. Our group. I burst into tears seeing them grow so much. I was overwhelmed with joy.
"Ah Minah-yah, stop crying you look ugly" Yoongi said, I laughed through my tears. I sniffled and wiped them. I was still just a bit too fragile for the world. But I could make it.
Highschool taught me that. My friends taught me that.