Cursed

-Chapter 1-

"Yah!" I shouted at my best friend, Min YoonGi. He's currently at my house, picking me up, and he purposely scared me when I came out of my bedroom.

"Aish, I hate you." I sneered, but he didn't care, "Pft no, you love me, saranghaeyo!" YoonGi made a heart sign with both his hands, "In your dreams." I replied playfully.

"Gaja (Let's go)," YoonGi said then grabbed my wrist, dragging me to the front door. I tried to get out of his grip but he was too strong.

"Yah! It hurts you know!" I playfully hit his arm, "I don't care~" YoonGi showed his tounge at me like a little kid,

"You're so disrespectful!" I hit him repeatedly with my free hand, while heading towards our school, Seoul University.

When we both stepped into the school, many students were whispering quietly.

Yep, YoonGi is in a popular and known group in school called "BTS," and now these people are going to misunderstand us, it's my first day as well.

"She's cursed!" Someone shouted out of nowhere, I looked where the shouting was from, and I saw a nerdy looking, young kid who looked shockingly at me.

The nerdy kid repeatedly kept on looking at his phone then to me.

I heard so many students gasp from his news, I was shocked too, 'How did he find out?..' I wondered while holding onto YoonGi's hand tightly, frightened about what's going to happen to me in the future while I'm in this school.

"YoonGi.. How..- Did he know?.." I asked, not looking at my best friend, "He probably has an app, that can scan who's cursed.. I'll tell you the whole story later, right now, we have to run to class,"

Before I could say anything back, he dragged me with him while running so fast that I almost tripped over. Tears were forming in my eyes, I can't ruin another school year just because of this stupid curse in me.

I felt so frustrated that I dug my nails into the palm of YoonGi's hand lightly, I heard him groan a bit, but it looks like it doesn't bother him.

While running to class, YoonGi suddenly stopped and dragged me in a small closet, full of cleaning equipment.

"Yah! What were you thinking?!" I whispered loudly, "I thought you wanted to hear the whole story?" YoonGi smirked, so then I gave my full attention to him. "Carry on," I replied back, leaning closely to his face, listening carefully.

"The nerdy looking kid's name is, TaeHyung, I'm pretty sure he has an app that can scan who is cursed and who are not. I know this because he's always on his phone, and I think that no one knows about this app," YoonGi was sounding so mysterious that I had to laugh quietly. "But I don't know what the name of the app is, actually, nobody knows, only TaeHyung." YoonGi stopped.

"Is that it?" I asked, while raising my right eyebrow, YoonGi nodded, "Yes."

I leaned back, and sighed in relief, "Glad that's over, but how are we going to stop the hate once we get out of this closet?" I asked worriedly, thinking about the horrible things in my past.

Then suddenly, YoonGi pulled me onto his chest, hugging me then kissed my forehead, my face turned hot pink, "We'll find a way, don't worry.." He said assuringly.

I let my head rest on his chest, and hugged him back, "I'm so glad that you exist," I said sweetly, smiling like an idiot.

"We should get out of here now, it smells like dirt," Yoongi said while gently getting my head off of his chest then held my hand, I nodded.

YoonGi dragged us out of that disgusting place while I hid behind him. Gladly, I couldn't see any students in the hallways, I think that the classes have started already

'Well, what a great first impression.' I thought. "You can take care of yourself from here, here's your class, and my class is just around the corner, okay?"

YoonGi pointed to where his class was, and I nodded, "See you." I waved to him while he ran to his class.

I turned around to my classroom door, and straightened my uniform by patting it with my hands.

I open the door, and I immediately see stares from the students in this class, "A-Annyeonghaseyo..." I waved awckwardly to the class and the teacher while walking inside. "Well, well, well, you are 20 minutes late, Ms. Kim," the teacher sounded really angry, "Ah..Ha..- Yea, mianhae.. (I'm sorry)" I apologized awckwardly, while scratching the back of my head with one hand. "Go sit next to Solar. Solar, put your hand up so Y/N can see you."

I turned around to look at the students, and I see one hand raised up, so that must be Solar.