Meant To Be?

《Prologue》

//BTS's Blood Sweat and Tears plays//

I tap on the dismiss button, knowing I have to get ready for school. Damn. It felt like yesterday I was a freshman startung high school for the first time. I am a senior at SOPA. Yes...I live alone. My parents hardly come back to Korea because they are always on business trips. They only come back for my birthday, Christmas, and any emergencies with the family. Meaning they're only here about one or two weeks in Korea a year. Sucks right? But they did promise they'll be back in time for my high school graduation. They send me money every month so I dont starve or go poor.

As I put on my uniform I think about who is going to be in my class. I really hope that Miyoung and Hyejin are in my class.

I would ask my chauffeur to drive me but I don't want to be too unfit like those snobby righ people. I want to live life like a normal teenager.

And now for my love life. I used to date Park Chanyeol, but we decided it wad best if we broke up because as we grew older, we decided it was for the best for us to move on and stay friends.

"Yah. Jae, aren't you going to have your chauffeur drive you?" Namsoo says. As for me and Namsoo, we are just close friends. Both our parents run a company and they are partners. So we have been friends since we were little kids. He is like the brother I never had. Plus we have the sane destiny, to take over our parent's business after college.

"No, I thought you would be snobby and ask your chauffeur to drive you." I attacked.

"Yah.....don't talk like that to your oppa."

"You are only 3 months earlier than me. Plus I'm saving the word oppa for my boyfriend."

"Which you don't have." Namsoo said.

"What did you say you little twerp?!" I said and chased after him.

He has a sense of style. Since our uniform is grey, he wears a grey and black herschel book bag. Simple, like my life.

We went to our guidance counsler to obtain our room number. I got room 2-1.

"I got room 2-1!! Haha, first rankes class. How about you Mr. ICantFindTheFunction?" I asked.

He pouted and said "I can't believe I am in room 2-1!!!! Hahahaha. You will be getting more of me soon!" He said as his voice rose.

I rolled my eyes at the twerp. Sigh. Where is Miyoung? I wonder what class she got into?

"JAEMINNIE!!!!! IT HAS BEEN YEARS SINCE I SAW YOUUUUUUU!!!" Miyoung said dramatically.

"It has only been 2 months idiot." I retorted.

"Still a long time Jaemin-ah."

"Arasso arasso. So what class are you in?"

"2-2. How about you?"

"Stuck with the twerp. 2-1"

She pouted and faked cried.

"Well, we better go to class. I heard Ms. Jung is 2-1's homeroom teacher." She said. Ew. I hate Ms.Jung. she is the meanest teacher this school ever had.

I walked into the classroom and Namsoo already chose a seat next to his friends. He was busy reading his book. I walked pass by him and he pulled me down to the seat next to him. Shit. After that happened, Ms.Jung walked into the classroom.  Shit. Too late to change my seat now.

I gave a dirty look to Namsoo and hr winked at me. Ugh, a whole year next to him.

"Good morning everyone. I am Ms.Jung. I will be your homeroom teacher and Math teacher. When i call your name, please come up and take one of each books piled up."