The cafeteria was loud and crowded with high schoolers excited to talk to their friends. I weaved my way through the crowd and sat down at my friend group's table.
Celeste and her boyfriend were already sitting there laughing. Hailie walked over from where she was before―probably saying "Hi" to her other friends―and sat next to Celeste. Hailie is such a social butterfly but she's really sweet and spends most of her time with our friend group.
I quickly sat next to the only freshman in our friend group, Daniel and across from Celeste, who didn't look at me.
"I hate history so much!" she groaned, while angrily doodling on her vocabulary homework. Her boyfriend Lucas fed her a french fry, quiet and annoying as usual. I always felt like he was silently judging me.
My stomach grumbled reminding me that it was hungry. I opened my lunchbox and ate my sandwich in silence, listening to my friends' laugh, joke, and ignore me.
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I'm sorry, Rachel. I'm always here to listen if you want. I know what it feels like to be alone and battling your own thoughts alone. Do you go to Harnew High? I know that's a weird question but can you give me any hints to who you are?
I smiled at the notebook and began writing my response. It was so exciting, having this secret relationship. It's only been a few days and I know nothing about Yoongi, but it's this strange feeling. I can't describe it.
I knew what Yoongi meant by asking that question. I myself almost didn't believe he was real. He seemed almost like a ghost or like Tom Riddle from The Chamber of Secrets. I was leaned up against the chain linked fence as I scribbled my reply.
Yes, I go to Harnew High. I'm a sophomore. My P.E. class is fifth hour. What about you? Do you go to Harnew High?
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Our Fate Written In The Lines (Suga BTS)
FanfictionFate uses the oddest things to bring people together. Even small forgotten notebooks. That's what happened to Rachel. That's how she met Yoongi. The boy of her dreams and the boy of her reality.
