I'm Not That Type. {Min Yoongi fanfic.}|| SLOW UPDATES*

Chapter 1

"Got the homework punk?" He says sternly.

He's pinning one of the smartest kids in school. "I have it! Here! " the poor kid desperately gives the homework to be set free. The bully sets him free but the kid doesn't move. The bully gives a boxish smile. The kid still doesn't move. The bully flicks his arm, as if he was going to hit him. The kid flees. The bully walks away, satisfied with the homework in his hand. I walk over to his side.

"Yah, Kim Taehyung do you get joy out of this?" I ask him.

"What? Why would I ever?" He chuckles.

"You weren't always like this." I say, reminding him.

"Yong Dae-ah, don't remind me of that. I was a pathetic wimp like him." He says.

"You weren't a wimp, you were a better person" I say kindly.

"Kim Yong Dae.." He trails off

"What?" I look at him with puppy eyes.

He looks at me and bites his lip, "shut up" he pushes my face. We both laugh.

We walk into class. "Annyeonghaseyo" someone says to me in a deep voice.

I look up from my books to see Jungkook. "Got your manly voice today?"

"Nae" he tries to say cooly.

"Well it's not working." I say walking past him.

He catches up to me. He grabs my wrist and turns me to face him his direction. My eyes widen. "Annyeonghaseyo noona" he says again in his deep voice.

"Annyeonghaseyo Jungkook" I say shocked.

Jungkook stares deeply into my eyes. I blink rapidly.

"Yah, Jungkook-ssi, stop trying to be someone you're not" Taehyung says, pulling him away from me.

"I learned from the best" Jungkook says.

I chuckle at his comment.

"You wanna die?" Taehyung glares at Jungkook.

"Kill me hyung" Jungkook laughs.

Taehyung gets up from his seat and attacks Jungkook's neck, knowing he's ticklish there.

"Ah! Ahh!" Jungkook yells in between laughs.

"Yah punks! Control yourselves." I say, they need to act mature.

"Oh noona, taking control today?" Jungkook teases me.

"Just sit down" I tell them.

"Okay mom." Taehyung says. They sit down behind me. In this class the desks are together. Two people per desk. Taehyung and Jungkook sit behind me and my best friend sits next to me.

Speaking of her, she comes in right now.

"Buenos Días" she says in Spanish.

"Wah, your Spanish is getting better" I say cheerfully.

"Jinja? Gamsamida" she smiles.

"Nae, Lee ChanMia" I say, "you're really smart you know that?"

"Haji (stop) you're really pretty and I'm jealous" she says.

"But I wish I could have your smarts."

"I wish I had your beauty."

"I wish both of you would shut up." Taehyung says.

The boys laugh. I turn around and flick Taehyung's forehead.

"Aish!" He says.

I look over to ChanMia. She's daydreaming. What is she looking at? I look at the direction she's looking to. Park Jimin.

"Yah, why don't you ask him?" I whisper.

She laughs. "You're joking right? Someone like Park Jimin would never go out with me." She says.

Then all of a sudden, Jimin comes up to our desk.

"Annyeonghaseyo Jimin-ah" I say, as if we weren't just talking about him.

ChanMia slightly jumps. "Stop playing with me." She says.

"Annyeong Yong Dae!" Jimin says behind ChanMia.

"Ani (no)" I say smiling.

"Annyeong Jimin" ChanMia turns around.

"How are you today?" He asks politely. "I'm good thanks... What's up?" ChanMia says, trying not to turn red.

"I was actually wondering if you could help me study after school?" He smiles.

Not gonna lie, Jimin's smile is pretty cute. His eye smile is cute too.

"Uh, sure, what subject?" She asks.

"Language." He says cutely.

ChanMia's eyes widen. Whoops.

"I mean if you're able to" Jimin says.

"Uh, no," she stutters,"I mean totally! Language is my best subject" she laughs nervously. The boys behind us are laughing hysterically.

"Awesome" he says, "so I'll see you in the library after school."

"Nae" she smiles and he leaves.

Jimin is at a far distance from us. The boys burst into laughter.

"Aigoo! 'Language is my best subject'" Taehyung teases.

"'Totally!'" Jungkook says after him.

We both turn around and flick their foreheads.

"Yah!" They say in sync.

"I swear both of you are idiots." I say to them.

Meanwhile, "pabo, pabo, pabo-ah!" ChanMia says hitting her head.

"You'll do fine, you're good at language." I try to cheer her up.

"But not good enough to tutor someone." She whines.

"Just calm down, okay?" I say.

"Wah, noona you do sound like a mom today." Jungkook says.

I face him. "Aish, this kid" I say out loud. "Give me your wrist." I command. He rolls up his sleeve and sticks out his arm, Palm facing the ceiling. He clenches his hand to a fist.

I hold his fist with my left hand. On my right hand, my index finger and middle finger are together. I hit his wrist as hard as I can to shut him up. "HAJIMA!!" I yell while doing it.

"Ahh!" He yells in pain, "Araseo, araseo!"

The rest of the class comes in. My attention stays the same until....

Min Yoongi.