Trouble Is What You Are (Yuwin)

Sicheng☁

He didn't say anything. I wasn't really expecting him to, at least not to me.

He turned around and walked out of the classroom. I wanted to follow him but I chose against it.

I didn't need to get to close to him or anybody else at that.

I walked out of the class. Since I was still a sophomore, I didn't have any free periods. "Sicheng!" I looked behind me. Kun was grinning at me. I smiled at my overly happy friend.

"Hey." He smiled even wider. "Hey how was English?" I sighed that is right. I didn't tell him about my group. I didn't think that he needed to know.

"It was fine." We continued walking to our third block class which just happened to be Dance for me. Kun had English. I stopped in front of his class. I said a quick bye before heading to Dance.

I ran the rest of the way there since the class was on the other side of school. Out of breath, I stumbled into class. Everybody was talking to their friends so they didn't notice me come in.

I sighed, running my hands through my hair. This seemed to catch someone's attention. I glanced across the room to see Nakamoto and his group stretching. I could see Ten glaring at me.

Geez what did I do? I did my best to ignore it while I went to the farthest corner in the room. I didn't really need to change anything except for my shirt.

I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it over my head. I could feel eyes on me but I ignored it. Searching through my bag I finally found my other shirt.

I slipped it on and turned so I was facing the front of the room. I started of with a simple stretch. I went down into a split and held it for a minute. I got up and stretched out my arms, and legs.

"Okay class!" Mr.Comer walked in. "Today I will be putting you guys into groups." Everybody groaned while I looked over at Nakamoto. He was sitting down with his head phones in and eyes closed.

He looks really handsome... "Alright well the first group we have here is going to be..." Mr.Comer looked across the room, calling out names of people who I didn't really no like that. "So that leaves Nakamoto, Taeyong, Yoongi and Sicheng."

Have you ever had that moment were you could literally jump off of a building and die right then and there? Well that's the way I would describe to you the way that I feel.

First of all, Taeyong hates me. Why? Well we kind of have history but I'm not gonna get into that right now... He's one of the people who's been affected by me. Putting me in the class that I'm in now.

But almost everyone at this school has a problem with me.

I didn't move an inch when the other students started to get into their groups. "Are you gonna move or are you just gonna stand there?" I flinched at Yoongi's harsh tone.

I nodded and walked over to them making sure to keep some distance. "Does anyone have any idea on what we're supposed to be doing?" Taeyong asked.

I knew but I didn't want to say anything. "Hey Nakamoto!" Yoongi pulled out one of his ear buds. "We have to work in a group and come up with a dance to present to the class." Yoongi looked stunned that he was even paying attention.

"Well let's get started then."