Mystic Messenger - Jumin Han Fan fiction

Chapter One - What just happened?

I was in history class, sitting and copying notes off the board as the history teacher described life in World War Two. I don't mean to be rude, but totally boring! I was sitting next to Charlotte who was sitting next to Coco on our squishy desk, all lined up in a row, next to the door. I had finished writing so I placed my pen down and stared out of the window. Just as my mind started to wander off, I heard a soft yet confident knock on the door. There, standing in the doorway... was Jumin Han?!

"I'm here to collect Mc." Jumin stated in a beautiful, English voice. My mind couldn't even comprehend it. Jumin? B-but...Cheritz! M-mystic messenger! My classmates all stared at Jumin then back at my wide eyes and opened mouth. What...the...EVEN!?...How? ... "Mc, I think you need to pack up now." Charlotte announced to the whole class. "Oh, sorry" I mumbled quietly looking down as I started putting my things away. Jumin elegantly passed the slip to the history teacher, who looked slightly taken back herself. As I zipped up my pencil case, I could hear quiet murmurs and whispers around the room. I could make out little snippets of: "Who's he?', "Is that Mc's dad?", "But he's too young to be her dad, he's sooo hot, omg", and "Maybe he's her older brother", "Yeah, but he looks too old for her brother", "He's so handsome, oh my gosh!" As I stuffed the last of my things into my bulging bag, I sneaked a nervous glance up at Jumin who (as usual) looked totally cool and collected. Judging by the expression on his face, he either couldn't hear it, or totally ignored all the gossip my classmates were producing. Suddenly he saw me staring, wide eyed at him at him and smiled softly. My eyes darted back down, knowing that I was blushing like crazy. Ah! I awkwardly stumbled out of my seat, placing my bag on my desk to prepare to carry it on my back. Before I could pick it up, Jumin had effortlessly swung my heavy bag onto one of his shoulders. "Let's go." he whispered in my ear. He waited in the doorway as I made my way around the table to join him. "Bye Mc!" Charlie called out, inviting the rest of the class to chirrup their farewells." I felt shy, but then I remembered that I was wearing pigtails and that I could be cute! "Bye Everyone!" I sung, smiling sweetly and waving excitedly. I turned around and followed Jumin out of the classroom.