I reached for the the door handle and was about to open it before it was already pushed open from the inside.
I flew onto the floor as the door had slammed right into me causing me to fall down.
"Ouch."
I cussed under my breath as I rubbed my forehead.
"YAH WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!"
I looked up and was about to scold who ever had opened the door only to find the same guy over and over again.
"Jimin?"
The black haired boy who was holding books and a schedule dropped them aside and scurried towards me.
"Miahne Jiyeon ah, are you okay?"
He offered his hand and I neglected it.
I jumped back up onto my feet and dusted myself off.
I stared into his deep dark brown eyes and shook my head.
"Aish what are you doing here?!"
"I moved here to this school, I didn't know you go here."
I nodded in response as I tapped the floor with my foot.
He gave me a small smile and bowed.
"Miahne I didn't know you were behind the door."
I slapped him trying to tell him that he didn't need to bow.
He stood straight and gave me another small smile.
I felt the awkward tension but didn't know how to respond.
The tension came at ease as Mrs.Lee called me inside as she watched us standing stiff.
I sighed and gave her an okay sign.
I turned my attention back towards jimin who was beaming.
"Wait here."
He nodded and I dragged my feet into the office.
I kicked the door shut behind me and plopped down onto the chair.
I threw my head back onto the chair as I let my eyes slowly doze off.
My eyes flickered open as Mrs.Lee slammed her hand onto the desk.
"Yah do you know why you're here!"
She yelled as she began filing through her cabinets.
I watched as she picked out a certain file and placed them in front of me.
She wandered her fingers over the file and looked at me with a worried smile.
"No and I don't care so can you get this over with."
I yawned as she rolled her eyes.
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He's Different | p.jm
FanfictionAll my life I was used to getting the short end of the stick. My father was abusive, my mother had passed, and the only thing that kept me from losing my sanity were my best friends. Life was not just about the destination but the path, and I couldn...