Are You Real? k.t.h

Zer0.

I never knew you. But I feel like I did. The day you approached me at school, saying you wanted to be friends. I was shy. I didn't know who you were. But I wish you told me that you weren't real.

Are you real?

"Hey, Y/N! Wait up!" I heard a deep voice call. A very unfamiliar voice. I glanced back and saw a boy running in my direction. 'Maybe he's running to someone in front of me.' I ignored the running boy and continued to walk. "Yah! Y/F/N, I'm talking to you!" I heard once again. 'Maybe not.'

I walked into my classroom, the guy following me. He eventually caught up to me. Trying to start up a conversation here and there. I found out he was the Kim Taehyung of my class. I didn't really know him. We sat together, his seat apparently being next to mine. 'How did I not notice him before? He sits right there.' I shrugged to myself and listened to his rant about toys. "Do you have any stuffed animals? I have over a dozen!" He smiled widely. His smile was weird. It was almost like a rectangle full of teeth. "I do not have any stuffed play toys. But I have a stuffed bag. Does that count, Kim Taehyung?" His face turned into a scowl as I said his full name. "Just call me Tae Tae. It's weird and tiring to say someone's full name, Y/N." He mentioned matter-of-factly. "But, yes, it does count. What kind of animal is it? Is it a charact-" I cut him off, my gaze moving away from the slightly younger boy. "It's a Kumamon bag." I simply answered, playing with my jacket. "Kumamon? Oh, my hyung absolutely adores Kumamon!" There he goes again. Smiling weirdly.

It was eventually lunch. He insisted that I sat at his table. With all of his friends. I knew he would whine if I declined, so I obliged and sat next to him, a guy with blonde hair sitting on the other side of me. "Who may you be? A new friend of Taehyung's?" A tall male with purple hair questioned. "I wouldn't say we're friends. Just... acquaintances." Taehyung seemed hurt at what I said. "Y/N! I thought you agreed that we could be friends!" He pouted. Cutely. The blonde haired male laughed and looked over at Taehyung, "Does she even call you by your nickname?" I shook my head, "Kim Taehyung is what I call him. Because that is his name." The rest of them laughed while Taehyung was blushing. "Yah, Kim Taehyung. Are you sick?" I asked him, looking at his cheeks while taking a bite of my sandwich. "I-I'm fine, Y/N! Erm...I have to go now! I'll see you after school, okay?" He just stood up and left, not giving me time to answer. 'He sure is a weird kid.' I thought as I walked to my next period.

A/N

Thank you for reading the first chapter of my new book! I've been planning this for a while, so updates will be pretty slow, as I'm still busy with other things! I hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for the next chapter!; @JamFilledMochi