The school day felt normal until your teacher announced that you had to partner up for a creative project about the school's history since foundation day was only in two weeks. The moment the teacher had said that, you heard someone calling your name. Wait, scratch that. It wasn't just someone. It was Min Yoongi and Park Jimin. You wrinkled your brows before mouthing them a 'What the heck do you want?'. The two guys were a part of your group of friends who were known as the Bangtan Boys. You, Jimin and Yoongi are actually childhood friends who grew up together since your dads were best friends back then when they were in High School. Since you didn't really trust anyone else in school but them, you just decided to hang out with their group of friends who welcomed you like family.
After class, they approached your seat like they were on a marathon and even attempted to push each other off in hopes that the other would slip on the floor or fall on his sides. "Yah you midgets! What are you even fighting about?" You screamed, stopping them from strangling each other. They panted heavily before speaking up, voices trying to be louder than the other.
"Zee, you'll be my partner right?" Yoongi pleaded, smiling widely before signalling me to nod my head. His smile was so wide that it was wider than my imagination.
Jimin seemed to have noticed that to. "Shut your mouth, gummy bear. I called her first." Jimin said before pushing Yoongi to the said. Yoongi would have fallen face first to the floor if I didn't pull him by his jacket.
"But I got here first, dwarf. Earn yourself some more height and maybe you'll be able to beat me next time." Yoongi retorted back to Jimin before kicking him which resulted to Jimin almost hurting his bottom badly. You sighed inwardly. If only they knew how foolish they sounded like fighting like this. They don't only sound like 12-year olds, they look like ones too.
"You're one to talk. Your dreams are so high that you can't even see how short you are!" Jimin said before stuffing his pencils inside Yoongi's nose. "Smell this crap! It's better than your perfume!" He added before laughing maniacally.
Jimin's mouth was so wide that it gave a chance for Yoongi to stuff some paper in. "Eat this dung! It'll make your breath smell better!" Yoongi exclaimed and aimed a punch on Jimin's shoulder. Jimin gladly returned the punch. You couldn't help but sigh before breaking them apart. What on earth do they think they're doing? Yet again this was nothing new to you. You've actually handled them in a much worse situation.
You pulled each one's arm and dragged them to your usual lunch table. You stared at them frowning at each other and pushed them closer for a hug. "Okay, the hug is over. You may now be best buds again. Now, get me some food I'm so famished that I might just eat you guys for lunch!" You scowled at the two immature guys in front of you before taking your notebook out to look for more information for your project. You can't deny the fact that you become really aggressive when you're starving and your friends are very aware of that.
You were peacefully reading when a hand made a huge impact to the table and created a loud noise. You thought the boys were back along with the rest of Bangtan so you quickly brushed them off and continued reading. "Took you long enough, dungheads. And that slap to the table must've hurt. Now hand my food over or I'll claw your eyes out." You calmly said, your eyes not leaving your notebook.
"Who are you calling dungheads?" Someone roared from a small distance. You put your notebook down to see that it was Ravi, and he was with the rest of his crew, VIXX. Oops, got the wrong guys. And hey, isn't VIXX some sort of vapor rub that you use for your nose and stuff? They angrily stared at you before surrounding your table.
"You're on our table, and we'd like to see you try to claw our eyes out. I'm pretty sure you won't even hurt a fly." N eyed you as he chuckled smugly. Me? Won't hurt a fly? You wanna know how much flies I've killed? Surely more than you!
"You've even got yourself a bird's nest on top of your head. Oh, wait. That's your hair." Leo interjected, his eyes glaring at you coldly. And your hair looks like it's been licked by a cow.
"Hey! Can't you see that you're on our table? Our name's written all over it. Go read." Hyuk said before kicking your chair towards the table.
You just rolled your eyes at him. "Nope. All I know is that this table is Bangtan's table so if you can't understand that then I can't understand you either."
"Hey, can't you read?! Are you freaking asian or something?" Ken exclaimed angrily. Well are you an heir to Google because your nose is Google.
"You're asian too, Ken..." You heard Hongbin mutter under his breath which Ken answered with a faint 'oh'. You facepalmed yourself. Gosh, these people are much dumber than Bangtan. You thought to yourself before finally deciding to call them.
"POWER RANGERS, ASSEMBLE!" You yelled and in less than a minute, they scuttled to get there, trays of food threatening to fall off their hands. They all stared at you with questioning looks and you had to sigh for the nth time.
"So, uh, what did you call us for?" Namjoon said, wiping the food stains off his hand before turning to you.
"They said this table was theirs when apparently we've been using this for four years already." You answered.
"And?" Hoseok stared at you expectantly.
"And they insulted me! They told me I had a bird's nest for a hair!" I tried to pull their arms where VIXX was but they wouldn't budge a single bit.
"It's quite true." Taehyung nodded, rubbing his chin as if he was thinking deeply.
"Yeah, I agree." Jungkook nodded as well before putting his hand on Taehyung's shoulder. Aish these guys.
"She doesn't even shampoo her hair." Yoongi whispered, snickering.
"Heck, she doesn't even shower." Jimin added, silently cackling.
"So, what do you want us to do?" Jin stared at you innocently, as if he had no idea what was going on.
"Fight them, Jin! Fight them!" I exclaimed loudly to encourage them but still, they looked bored.
"Jin, this is your subconscious. They stole your pink pen and your pink notebook. Fight them." I whispered to Jin and that triggered it. The rest of the Bangtan Boys seemed to follow and they all started kicking each other's shins, smacking each other's backs and flicking each other's foreheads. Jin yelped angrily before he landed a kick on Ken's stomach.
Ken fell to the floor, flailing in pain before yelling out to Jin. "Why me?!"
Jin shrugged his shoulders in return. "I don't know. I'm just doing what my subconscious is telling me to do."
At the end of the day, nobody actually won but the Bangtan Boys surely gave more hits than VIXX did. All of the boys, including you, have been called to the Principal's office and to add pain to injury, he called your partnered-research project off. Instead, he assigned the fourteen of you to perform a song and a dance on the Foundation Day together. What could be worse than this? You thought before sighing.
끝// Hi! I'm sorry if you don't find any humor in this. I tried, I really tried but it seems that humor and I really aren't on the same boat >< But thank you for requesting! I'll forever remember that you were the 2nd to have requested on my long-wanted-to-be-published imagines book. ♡
