Jimin my best friend

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I was going to be late again if I didn't run faster to Mr Yang's citizenship class.

The bell had just gone, and I was desperately clinging onto my satchel as I was running through the school grounds and hallways, hoping Gyojang Yi wouldn't be patrolling the corridors for late comers.

I'd promised Dad not to get into any more trouble and being late was not a good start. He only gave me my phone back late last night for communication purposes, but nothing else. In the excitement of getting it back, I slept very late.

As I was turning the hallway to enter class, I saw Taehyung about to walk in. I was glad that he was late as well because it was his fault for messaging me so much last night when he noticed I was finally online on Whatsapp.

He noticed me running and stopped.

"Hurry up slowcoach, we're starting the project today!" He yelled to me.

I glared at him, panting and stopped short of the class door, bending down to catch my breath again.

I pushed him aside and just as I was entering the class, Taehyung pinched my butt and I jumped in shock, before turning red and running over to my seat. I looked over to Taehyung, who was now giving me a pervy smile as I giggled, brushing my bangs off my face.

The class carried on talking after stopping momentarily, thinking we were Mr Yang.

I threw my bag on the floor and sat down next to an already seated Jimin who had his head tilted and was furiously scribbling something. He didn't say hi to me, just tucked his chair in so I could get through.

"Good morning to you too," I said sarcastically.

Jimin looked up and tried to smile as he looked back down again.

"What are you doing?" I asked, trying to start conversation.

Jimin ignored me and carried on.

"What's wrong Jimin?" I remembered what Jungkook told Taehyung about Jimin's drastic change in behaviour.

Jimin brushed his hair back and sighed before laughing.

"Why would anything be wrong with me? I'm just stressed about exams, that's all," Jimin smiled at me but avoided eye contact.

Just then, Mr Yang glided in before I could interrogate Jimin for blatantly lying to me.

"Okay class, settle down. Ah, so nice of you two to join us," Mr Yang looked over to Taehyung then to me, fixing his white framed glasses. Today he had red highlights in his spiky hair; he was probably such a rebel at our age.

"If you read the timetables that you were individually given, you should know that every Monday until the end of the year will be wholly dedicated to your citizenship project. We'll start today, so if you all line up in a single file by the door quietly. I said quietly!"

The class was rushing to line up, eager to leave school.

"Settle down! Today isn't for loitering or misbehaving, when you wear this uniform you are representing your school. Fill in your diaries accordingly and don't forget any misbehaviour could forfeit any chance you may have to chase your dreams of being recruited."

Mr Yang said the last bit louder which silenced everyone immediately. Our class was the most musically gifted and every teacher used this threat to their advantage.

I nudged Jimin to hurry up; we were the last ones as I picked up our folder and he walked off still silent.

Jimin scrunched the paper he was scribbling on and threw it in the bin, but missed. I was curious as to what Jimin was writing, so I pocketed the crunched paper discreetly, hoping to read it later.

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