•. | SAVE ME | .•

First day of school pt2

I walked in as soon as "pretty boy" got inside the building.

Just looking at this new place made me feel nervous, making me have the feeling of butterflies forming in my stomach, the feeling of getting scared, the feeling of feeling. (If that even made sense. I know, it probably didn't). There I was just standing in a hallway full of lockers.

I needed to put my things away so, I pulled out my folded schedule that was in my pocket. The paper that I got a week ago had all my classes, classroom numbers, how long the classes were, when it was time for lunch and breakfast, my information about me, ID, my locker number and the combination for it.

________________________
| Schedule for [Y/n] |
|----------------------------------------|
| Birth date: [ your date ]                  |
| Birth year: [ your year ]                 |
| Birth month: [ your month ]        |
|______________________ |
| (ALL MORNING CLASSES) |
| |
| (1). Home room - 7:45 - 8:00 |
| Room 180 |
| (PASSING TIME)               |
|    (2). Breakfast- 8:05 - 8:20 |
| Room 147 |
|     (3). Math - 8:25 - 9:42 |
| Room 159 |
|             (PASSING TIME)               |
| (4).   Science         - 9:47 - 11:05 |
| Room 132                             |
|             (PASSING TIME)               |
|    (5).   Art                - 11:10 - 11:45 |
| Room 141                              |
|             (PASSING TIME) |
|  ______________________|
|    (ALL AFTERNOON CLASSES) |
| |
|    (6). Lunch           - 11:50 - 12:25 |
| Room 180 |
|            (PASSING TIME) |
|    (7).  History        - 12:30 - 1:05   |
| Room 166                              |
|            (PASSING TIME) |
|    (8).  PE -1:10 - 2:20 |
| Room 173                              |
| (PASSING TIME) |
| (9). English - 2:25 - 3:00 |
| Room 158                              |
| (End of the day) |
| locker number: 227                         |
| locker combination: 12, 4, 9          |
| [Y/n]'s ID: 4365                               |
________________________|

( I'm not in high school so idk what high school classes are )

I walked to my locker to put away my backpack and grab my school supplies. Standing right in front of the black door, I turn the lock to the numbers needed to open my locker. I've never seen a black locker before. Pretty boy was walking towards my direction and it turns out his locker was on the right side of my locker. He turned the lock to the right and then the left and then to the right again and the lock opened.

After I was done grabbing my things, I close my locker and wonder if I should talk to him. Should I? Yes I should, I need a fucking friend for once. "H-hey, what's your name?" I stuttered while looking at him. He gives his attention to me and answers "My names Park Jimin, but you can just call me Jimin. What's yours?" He asks as he turns his head and focuses back to his locker again. "My name is [Y/n]."

"Well it's nice to meet you [Y/n]." Again he turns to me and gives me a hand shake. "Would you be my friend?" I smile lightly showing my dimples. He looks at me again in confusion this time. Did I do something wro- "Of course I'll be your friend [Y/n]." My thoughts were cut off by of him. Jimin closes his locker, giving me all his attention. I can feel my cheeks turn red causing me to look down, feeling a bit embarrassed at myself for what I'm doing right now. "Are you new here too?" I ask with still looking down. "Yes I'm new here." I look back up and say "Oh".