SalNi's POV
monday, monday, monday. i can't wait for school because i have classes with Min Yoongi. oh how that boy can mind fuck someone without even trying. ugh this is too much.
i got ready fast and headed out the door, after I gave my mom and dad a kiss goodbye.
i walked to the bus stop where i normally see him and as expected...he was there. i smiled to myself as i walked closer to the bus stop. i turned on my heal and sat down on the bench.
i started humming Taeyeon's Love, That One Word. he turned his head towards me and looked down, quietly singing the lyrics. i started singing the rest of the lyrics while looking him straight in his eyes.
*lyrics, lyrics, lyrics*
we stopped the song at the same time.
"you sing really nicely, salni" yoongi said to me. he knows my name.
"thank you, yoongi. you sing really nicely, too." i said to him.
"thank you. maybe you could sing for me one day. hm?" he said. OH MY GOD?!?!?!??!!!!!
"sure i'd love to!" i said, smiling.
"great. your voice is too amazing to go unnoticed." he said. OMO I JUST DIED!!!!
*dj screeching*
BEEP BEEP BEEP
i groaned as i rolled out of bed, falling to the floor, my face on the floor and my back facing the ceiling. i raised my arm up to bang the fuck out of my alarm clock. after one hit, it turned off. i slowly got up and changed out of my white v neck and pink, turtle pajama bottoms and into my school uniform.
i buttoned up my white uniform shirt and put on my navy blue blazer, along with my checkered skirt with stockings and converse.
i walked to my bathroom and combed my teeth and brushed my- wait what? no..i mean i combed my hair and brushed my teeth. god i'm tired. i applied press powder, eyeliner, mascara, and my eyebrow pencil.
i tied my hair up in a ponytail leaving my bangs out, straight and down. i ran downstairs and made some toast before heading off to the bus stop.
my parents were never there, they were assholes who always smoked, did drugs, and got drunk. they were once almost arrested with me in the backseat of their car because they were drunk driving and i was 6, on top of that. they only had 30 days in and i spent those 30 days with my grandma and grandpa. thankfully they were not stupid assholes who do illegal shit, they were really nice people with shame from their son and their son's choice of wife.
i arrived to the bus stop quicker than i thought, mainly because i was thinking so much. of course, who was there? min yoongi. i turned my heal and sat on the bench. i tried to keep my cool around him and just hummed to Taeyeon's Love, That One Word. i remembered back to the dream i had and tried to hum a bit louder.
yoongi just looked at me and smiled. oHMYGD
i heard him humming it, too. whAT THE FUCK.
i started to sing the words and we had this little duet.
*lyrics, lyrics, lyrics*
the both of us ended the song at the same time and i could just feel the deja vu running through me. i got so scared and started shaking a bit.
a couple minutes have passed since the duet and i can't stop thinking about it.
"you sing really nicely, salni." yoongi said to me. he knows my name.
"thank you, yoongi. you sing really nicely, too" i said to him, recalling my dream.
"thank you. maybe you could sing for me one day. hm?" he said. SERIOUSLY? WTF IS GOING ON?!?!?! OH MY GOD?!?!?!??!!!!!
"sure i'd love to!" i said, smiling.
"great. your voice is too amazing to go unnoticed." he said. OMO I JUST DIED!1/!/&/?/
i blushed and smiled really big. he noticed and sat by me.
we ended up talking to each other which wasn't so bad. he made small compliments that made me smile and blush a bit. i couldn't stop thinking about that dream and the bus stop thing. it all looked about the same. except my expectations of my parents has been exactly like that.
we waited for the bus to arrive and when it did, we found ourselves sitting next to each other. i honestly don't think i've been this happy in so long.
we arrived at school and parted ways which was kind of sad, i really enjoyed his company. i walked to my first period which was AP world history. today we learned about argentina and argentina's culture and story. as someone who is from argentina and can speak perfect castellano--second spanish used in argentina-- i knew a lot of argentina's culture already.
i was constantly raising my hand to answer and the dumb bitches who always have their phone out, never pay attention, and yell out loud said "OKAY!1!11! DAMN SALNI LET SOMEONE ELSE ANSWER GOD THE SPOTLIGHT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ON YOU!!"
"excuse me who the actual fuck do you think you're talking to?" i asked the bitch, oh wait the bitch has a name it's kim sunmi.
"you, bitch" sunmi said in a rude tone.
"okay, let's see you get your skank ass up here and answer ANYTHING about argentina. what do YOU know about argentina? do you even speak the language?" i asked her, almost losing my shit.
"yes i know stuff about argentina." she said smirking.
"mr. kang, would you mind asking her a question we haven't already covered?" i asked my teacher, mr. kang.
he nodded his head and flipped the textbook to a part we haven't covered.
"okay, sunmi what was the society like in 1988 and what was the big event of that year?" mr. kang questioned.
she scoffed and turned away. she looked around the room avoiding my gaze and no one knew other than me.
"we didn't even cover that part yet!" kim taehyung, the school's popular boy said.
"I KNOW RIGHT!!" sunmi practically screamed.
"that's why i'm getting it all right, because i KNOW and i was BORN there." i said with my own attitude and stood up. "and the answer to the question is, society dealt with poverty and unemployment. also it was due to the government of argentina that people were homeless and poor. did you know that bitch?" i turned to her.
she scoffed. "yes i did."
"then why didn't you answer? hm? give me a good fucking reason." i said and felt anger rising from my hands.
she looked shocked and turned back to her friends.
