Lilac Skies {A Kim Taehyung Fanfic}

Chapter 1

{A/N~ Even though I'm writing everything in english, her stammering is because there she's speaking Korean, if the text is in italic, then there is really english involved. Of course thoughts will be in italics as well so look for the quotation marks. The school this story takes place in, Kpop College (it's a high school and a college btw), is a real school but I wasn't able to find out much about it and what it looks like, so I'm using my imagination. Also I won't be using it's name throughout the story mostly because I feel like I'd have to owe them. Hehe ^.^ Thank you, please enjoy the chapter! And please vote and suggest my story to your friends! I mean fangirling over a story is more fun when it's not just you. A heads up, this is also based a on the BTS mini drama. Sorry this was so long, now you can enjoy the story.}

Dahlia's POV

As I look into the light, I remember the first day, the day we met. The day that started everything.

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I feel so weird here, my Korean isn't that good yet, what if I say something completely wrong? Will the teachers not be able to say my name?

Oh I'll stick out like a sore thumb my hair is curly and dark, I have an Aztecan nose and big brown doe eyes with eye lashes long enough to be cut and given to three other girls besides me.

I watch the students walk around laughing and entering the school from under the tree I am standing at.

I'm not as pale as everyone else either... I have dark bags under my eyes and I ran out of concealer. Ugh I only got eight hours of sleep... this week.

I look up again and take another look around and see more of the students coming from buses and walking into the grand doors as I pop in a mint and place the mint box back into my backpack.

This school is beautiful.

It's three stories and the outside is painted white with grand white doors and gold for the frames of windows. It has green bushes and trees around it when there isn't any pavement. {Think of a really classy Beacon Hills High School. Any Teen Wolf fans out there?}

I'll get lost. Oh someone help me... please don't let me embarrass myself. What if I some how manage to get some one to care about me? What if I accidentally make friends? I want to... but I can't. I'm here to become a musician and redeem myself from my life in the U.S.. No distractions.

The bell rings and I'm brought out of my thoughts. I tuck my hair behind my ear and shake my head and do a few little jumps shaking my nervousness off and pepping myself up. I pick up my instrument case and fix the straps on my back pack I look down at my uniform feeling a bit self conscious about how it looks on me and tug the skirt down a bit.

The uniform is a black blazer with gold embroidering along the collar, lapel, and flap pockets. It has the school's logo on the left on the breast pocket in gold. Accompanied by a white button up shirt tucked in at all times into the black, white, and gold print of the plaid skirt that barely reaches mid-thigh with a matching neck tie. The shoes are any the student chooses to wear.

I walk over to the doors and take a deep breath in. I was standing still for so long that everyone else had already gone inside. I walk into the school and look at the signs saying where things are. I can understand Korean, read it, and write it, but speaking it is where I struggle at times. Not just that, but I have a stutter in general making it harder.

Why is this place so... so big? I wander aimlessly trying to manage to magically appear in front of the right place. I turn down a long hall filled with lockers. I walk down it and see more signs.