|| A Foreigner in Danger || <VMIN x OC>

Danger

"Put your pens down, the English exam is over."

I ruffled my hair and pulled up my tights as I threw my pen down.

I took one final look at the answer paper before giving it to the invigilator who was collecting them, I was right at the front.

I turned to my left and saw Jimin still scribbling something down.

"Give me your paper now or you'll be disqualified," the middle aged lady warned Jimin as he was pleading for ten more seconds.

She called the male invigilator over, but Jimin quickly passed his paper to her with a shaky grin as she snatched it away and muttered a curse under her breath.

Jimin turned to me and I smiled wearily before realising he wasn't actually looking at me, but looking past me.

I slowly turned to my right and saw Irene blushing as she twirled her hair behind her ear, and I turned my head back to see Jimin smiling childishly before he looked down at his feet.

I don't know why rage built up in me, but I clenched my jaw and stared straight ahead, wanting to leave the exam hall as soon as possible.

He was my best friend, who was she?

She's only known him for a year, I've known him my whole life, and he should've smiled at me.

When my row was finally dismissed, I grabbed my bag from the side and ran straight to the library where I knew there would be peace and quiet, away from fake friends.

As there were only two exams left and prom was next week, a lot of students had started dating or had come out as couples.

Jimin and Irene had gotten closer and although I was sort of happy for him, I couldn't help but feel that I was gradually losing a friend.

And if he wasn't speaking to me, he shouldn't be speaking to other girls in the class either.

Don't even ask about Taehyung.

The less I see of him the better and it was great that he hadn't been coming into school.

After what happened, it would be impossible to feel happiness at the sight of Taehyung.

If I'm brutally honest, the thought of Taehyung scares me.

Knowing that he keeps company like Don Lee just proves he's criminally minded, he'd do anything to get what he wants and it's terrifying that he claims to love me.

He sits right at the back of the hall for exams, so I don't know if he came in or not, but I don't really care either.

Last night I had a nightmare about Taehyung and I woke up crying, I don't know what I feel for him anymore.

They say that even if you've known someone forever, one thing or one moment can instantly change everything.

I found an empty table at the back of the library, where the sun was warmly glowing on and decided to rest my head there.

I must've dozed off because I opened my eyes to the sound of footsteps and buzzing conversation.

I lifted my head and saw a class was gathered on the computers around my table.

"Joesonghamnida," I croaked to them as some smiled whilst others scowled at me.

They were a younger class and if I wasn't so tired, I would've had a good handful of words to throw at them for their disrespect.

Just as I was about to leave the library to go to chemistry class, someone tapped me on my shoulder.

I turned and saw a smiling Chanyeol with his hands in his blazer pocket, gazing deeply at me with his smiley feline eyes.