(Reader's POV)
I tapped my pencil against the table rapidly, making a light 'tak' sound. As I listened to the teacher words, I immediately wrote down notes in my book.
The quiet atmosphere settles in my English class, I began to hear thundering of loud footsteps and incoherent yelling. I furrowed my eyebrows and processed what it was and where is coming from.
The footsteps became louder as it nears my class and two male students suddenly barged into the room, frightening the whole classroom. The quiet atmosphere was broken by immediate yelling, scaring the teacher as well. The whole class looked up from their papers and their eyes widened to the loud attention.
I set my eyes onto the new incomers, only to see... Hoseok and Yoongi?
"Let go of me, Yoongi! Jeez! I'm not a kid." Hoseok hissed, he tried get the prefect's hand off his arm.
"Shut up, Jung! You were suppose to attend class!" Yoongi roars back, I can see his eye twitching in annoyance.
"Boys! Please. Keep your voices down." The teacher scolded both males, making them both shut up and glare at each other.
The teacher sighed in relief, she massaged her temples in annoyance. She insisted Yoongi to go his class and dealt with the prankster.
"Jung, please go to your seat now."
"Yes, ma'am." He smirked and snugged his hands into his hoodie pockets and did as told, the whole class whispering and shaking heads in disapproval.
As my eyes followed Hoseok, I began to panic when he walked towards me despite my lack of noticing an empty seat next to me, I tensed up and gulped when he is right there next to me and pulled his chair to sit down.
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.
I can hear my own heart thundering in chest, I felt so nervous for some reason..? As the teacher continued her lesson, I immediately write notes, ignoring the fact that my new seatmate for English class is a prankster for the whole year.
My hands trembled there for a second, I hope Hoseok doesn't notice my constant hands shaking. I pray to god and hope he just ignores me.
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It's been 15 minutes into English and thank god. He hasn't been looking at me at all.
I was quite impressed to hear that Hoseok has actual good grades? In the corner of my eye, I can see Hoseok focusing and writing down everything that our teacher says.
I mentally feel my shoulders rest in slight relief, I continued my writing onto my notes like a good student I am.
After a good five minutes, suddenly Hoseok looked up from his paper and my shoulders tensed up again. He slowly looks over to my side, his eyes looked at my notes then to my face.
'Oh god, please help me. Oh shit he's looking at me, fuuuckkk.'
Right at that moment, I visibly gulped. I kept my face normal as possible and kept my posture right but inside I'm screaming internally. He took a 30 second look at my face and turned back to his papers with a slight smirk on his face.
'What.'
What in the hell just happened?!
Why is he smirking?
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that prankster; jhope
Random◇ The first day of school and I've wish nothing but good grades, cute boys, some good friends. Until I met that prankster. ◇ (High school AU; J-Hope x Reader fanfiction)