Typical High School Love Story «JiGyu»

Mingyu's Weird First Day

Mingyu POV

It was the first day of high school and I was so exited yet so scared because of the higher ups. I was scared that they might think I'm cocky when I'm not. But I have a friend and his name is Mark Tuan and he is a little too cocky when it comes to things.

I was kind of ready to face them because I might be a freshman but I am 6 feet tall and some people avoid people like me. But this is a new school and grade so hopefully it isn't like that any more.

Once I entered Pledis High I tried to go to my first period class and failed because i didn't know where to go and at what time. Right then I noticed a small boy with blonde hair. I was going to ask him what class he has because he was obviously a freshman so we could go and find out classes together.

Right then I heard a familiar voice call my name from behind. As I turned around I saw Wonwoo running towards me. I didn't expect to see him here since we used to be best friends but he is 2 grades higher than me.

"Hey Mingyu! What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I go to this school now. I just finished middle school." I responded.

"Really? That's amazing. I am a junior at this school." He replied with a big smile.

"Really, that's awesome. We can hang out together again. This is gonna be so much fun."  I said. We became so distant because of the age and grade gap.

"Yeah. So how have you been? Need any help with anything?"

"Yeah, I actually can't find my first period class. Can you show me where it is?" I asked curiously.

"Sure follow me." He said and I followed.

Right then I remembered that I completely forgot about the small boy with blonde hair. But I just shrugged it off as I thought I would see him at lunch or in one of my other classes.

"So here is your classroom and class starts in about 10 minutes so you can go inside and just wait." He said as he opened the door for me.

"Thank you for showing me the way. Well, I'll see you later. Bye." I replied as I waved at him good bye.

As he waved back, I closed the door and took a seat. I usually like to sit by the windows but more towards the back. As I sat, I let my brain run off into my deep thoughts.

When I fell into deep thought, I thought about the small blonde haired boy. He was some what intriguing to me and my mind. He looked different. I hope to see him later so I can possibly get to know him.

I took my sketchbook out of my bag and started to draw the small boy. I had 3 images of him in my head. The back of him, the side, and the front. I tried to draw the side view of the boy first as I thought it looked better then the other views I had imagined.

About 7 minutes later I had the sketch of him, his hair, and his body...but I only forgot one thing. I forgot his face. I didn't exactly forget. I decided to leave it blank because I think it will be better off like that so people don't know who he is.

But I decided to draw his face this one time so I at least have a photo of him. As I started, I remembered his expressionless face. So I decided to give him a light smile, but that didn't look right so I just drew a plain type of line.

When I took a second to look at the drawing I noticed that I drew him down to the last detail.

My mind started to wander off. Suddenly I got the thought of him smiling and how he would look like? When I thought of him smiling I smiled a bit my self. I didn't feel right, I was feeling something abnormal. But I don't think that this is serious so I'll just leave it alone for now.

Students started to walk into the class room and it was still 3 minutes before class starts. I stared out the window until class started. When class started the bell rang and the teacher still wasn't there.

Some students were sophomores and they looked around at all the freshman and began to chuckle and grin. A 10th grader with dark blue hair jumped onto the table he then began to speak.

"I'm your substitute teacher, Mr. 10'10. Your assignment is to do whatever you want and go wild." He yelled at the top of his lungs.

I obviously knew that he wasn't the teacher for anything and he was kinda weird. Why would he lie? Does he want to get in trouble? I decided to try and keep my distance from him.

Most of the sophomore got up and played around in the classroom and me and the rest of the freshman stayed in their seats. We knew we wouldn't want to get into trouble on the first day of school. I ignored them most of the time and just stared outside the window most of the time.

Something caught my attention when I heard a very light click from the door. When I heard the door open slowly I just knew that something bad was going to come from it. The boy with the blue hair was standing on top of a table dancing to a song. But I couldn't help but watch him because his dance moves seemed so different from other dances I've seen.

Once the door opened, the teacher walked in quietly and grabbed a text book and slammed it onto the floor which made everyone flinch. The room fell silent and everyone quickly ran back to where they sat so they wouldn't get into as much trouble.

"You kids are so reckless these days. Right? Anyway, I'm your Korean Language arts teacher, Mr. Onew." He said with an expressionless face.

He then began to take attendance and once he called my name he looked confused. I don't know what he was thinking but he sure was strange. Eventually, class ended and everyone was dismissed except for the boy with the blue hair.

As I passed by him I patted his shoulder and said "I like your dance moves, they were pretty unique and good luck bro." He smiled at me and thanked me.

He seemed pretty nice and cool but I should just wait awhile. I went to my next period class and some freshmans went with Juniors, so I went to find my next class. Thank god it wasn't too far from from my previous class.

I just went along with my day like I usually would. I enjoyed it, but I just wished I could've seen the small blonde boy once more.