Secrets

Chapter 1

Although there are days when you might like to go to school, most of the time you probably despise it. But why? Our ancestors actually fought for the right that everyone should be able to receive proper education. Are we just unthankful pricks? Naaa probably not. There are many things about it that make us think the way we do. It's not our fault. One reason is the pressure and the stress we get to experience there. Another one is the relation with the other kids that visit this hell. The human race can be so horribly judgmental and mean...No one is an exception. Not even those who think they are....especially not those ones. They are the worst! They are the people who preach those fucking human rights but forget them when they have a fun time harassing the outcast students no one wants to be friends with.

Well I am one of those outcasts. I only had a small group of friends but sometime even this small group of people eventually left me alone and ripped my heart into little pieces. One of those people had been my former best friend Hoseok. Well to be honest I never understood why he wanted to be friends with me to begin with. But over the years I really grew fond of him and shared so many good but also very bad times with. He had been the pillar that held me up so when he 6 years after we met for the first time thought he couldn't stay my attitude and way of thinking anymore I was devastated. And devastated might even be an understatement. I mean just imagine the person who means most to you on this planet just leaves you. Heart-breaking right? He just left me....and with him all the other people I had called my friends. That happened in Middle School.

When I entered High School I was still quiet sad because of Hoseok dumping me. Well everyone would be right? Me being a total loner didn't really change the situation for the better. Most of the time I would just hide myself in one of the bathroom stalls or hide in an empty classroom to get away from those nice people I talked about before.

One day when I just wanted to be alone and maybe do some of my school work I walked in one of the classrooms. But this time it wasn't empty. Next to the window at the back of the room a boy with totally beautiful blue hair sat at, well more or less slept there. I cleared my throat to gain his attention but he didn't really hear me. When I walked closer I saw that he had his earphones plugged in and was supposedly listening to some hip-hop music judging from the characteristic beats and rapping that I could hear because of how damn loud the music was blaring out of the earphones. As the guy didn't even notice me I assumed I could just act as if he wasn't even in the room and started unpacking my things and started drawing on my folder because I didn't really want to do my homework to be honest.

After ten minutes of coloring the folder and drawing random doodles a voice that was closer than expected rang through the classroom. "Hey that looks nice." I nearly screamed because of how surprised I was and jumped a little while turning around to the unexpected noise. As I did I found myself facing the side of the face of the boy who sat at the window up until now. From up close I could admire his plush pink lips and his slightly hooded eyes that looked at my doodles intensely. He had really pale skin that I could only compare with the snow on a beautiful winters day or sweet powdered sugar. I was so busy staring at him that I didn't even notice how he turned around and was now looking directly at me with his dark brown nearly black eyes that contrasted his snow white skin.

"Earth to weird girl!" He said and showed of a gorgeous gummy smile. It pulled me out of my trance though and I blushed heavily as I noticed how much I was embarrassing myself in front of this guy. "I...I'm not weird." I stuttered. "He smiled even wider. "Oh yes you are. Everyone kind of is, aren't we? Everyone is weird in their own way and I think I like your kind of weirdness." I was dumbfounded by his statement. "You are probably right." I muttered. "But then you must be weird too, right?" I asked. "That's right." He smiled.

I wasn't really sure how to react to the situation. In the last 3 years that I had been a loner no one had really approached me with such a friendly attitude which sadly was kind of confusing. After some seconds of getting you used to the fact that someone really wanted to interact with me I was able to speak to him. "Mmmmh so what's your name blueberry head?" I asked him with a straight face." My name is Min Yoongi. And who are you weird kid?" He asked with an amused undertone. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you Min Yoongi! So what is a guy like you doing in an empty classroom and all by himself?" Yoongi chuckled slightly. "What does that mean 'a guy like me'?" "Well one would assume a handsome guy like you would have tons of friends." I muttered quietly and blushed slightly.

"You see Y/N, I do have a group of friends but to be honest with you I do cherish some time alone together with my music or in total silence." "Why is that?" He shrugged and just pulled a chair next to me and sat down. "The struggles in the life of an introvert maybe. I just need those moments alone sometimes. Don't misunderstand I really like my friends but it's sucking out all my energy to be around them."

"If your friends are like my former best friend I guess I understand. Some people are just too energetic to cope with for a long time." I chuckled slightly as I thought about how Hoseok always had drained my energy immensely. I didn't notice that tears had started to well up in my eyes until I found myself in an awkward but warm hearted embrace. As I wanted to escape the hug Yoongi just held me even tighter. "It's okay you don't have to feel embarrassed. Just let it out."

And that is what I did for the first time after Hoseok had left me. I had always suppressed this overwhelming sadness up until now and now that I finally let it all out I felt how a big weight was lifted form my chest. This relieving feeling was so unexpected but I really welcomed it. Yoongi rubbed soothing circles on my back.

I did not question Yoongi's actions and neither did he. I guess there just had been a connection between us since the first second. After I had calmed down I told him about Hoseok and about myself. Yoongi just listened to my ranting even though both his and my classes had probably started again already. Although I had known Hoseok and also other people for a lot longer than this guy I felt so much more at ease with him after only a few minutes. He must have felt the same way. He could have just left me or after we finished talking he could have made fun of me or ignore me. But he did neither. We exchanged numbers and since that day had been the best and closest friends you could imagine. You might laugh at us now but it was like a match made in heaven just not in a romantical way.

Couldn't this already be the ending of this story? Well no. This is actually just the beginning. Because this story is not about me and Yoongi meeting each other. This is so much more. But I believe that without me becoming friends with him all of this drama wouldn't have happened and maybe this would have been for the best. But I would never change it. I wouldn't want to lose Yoongi in exchange for a life without all of this happening to me. I do not regret any of my decisions and I never will.