Why Am I Like This

Chapter 5

Jimin turned his gaze from the window to the inside of the train. Frowning, he adjusted to the change in light. Students wearing the same uniform as him filled the majority of the train carriage, however there were three that stood out to him. The first one was a boy with bleach blonde hair, he had a bluey purple bruise on his jaw. Next to him sat a boy with broad shoulders and faded pink hair and sleeping on the pink haired boys shoulder was a smaller boy with mint green hair. Jimin found himself smiling to himself again as he saw how peaceful the sleeping boy looked.

The train pulled into the station and the boy was still sleeping as peacefully as before. There was something about the three boys that Jimin couldn't peel his eyes away from. From afar he watched how the boy with pink hair tried to wake the smaller boy up earning him a growl and a long list of swear words. Jimin giggled, for the first time in a while, today might just be okay.

He swiftly stood and made his way to the train doors. Still smiling to himself, he could hear the three boys bickering. Majority of the people left the train considering they were going to the same school as him. Setting off through the train station he found himself shielding his eyes from the sunlight.

The train station was similar to the one where he had boarded, which consisted of long cement platforms encased in glass and metal.

At least the walk to school isn't very tasking. The majority of the road was flat, the only incline being the last section of the walk to the school gates. Jimin began to overthink again, I know this is a hill but am I breathing too heavy, oh my god have my cheeks gone red, it's only a small...

An annoyed voice ripped him away from his thoughts, "Yah, stop with the lovey-dovey shit, it's too early for this!" Jimin turned his head to find the three boys from earlier, still arguing. He laughed to himself and turned once again to look at them, he regretted the action almost immediately when his eyes met with the mint green haired boy. He could feel the heat rise on his face whilst the latter just smirked. Turning quickly and speed walking away he cursed himself for being him, why, why did you have to turn back, why did you have to be so awkward. You're never going to be able to talk to them now, they probably think you are weird as hell. Loud shouts from various students brought him back to reality. The school was packed with students making it extremely noisy. Feeling the insides of his stomach churn and his heart beat fast he knew he needed to find somewhere quiet.

Diving for the closest building he weaved past all the people. Pushing the metal bar on the door, it unlocked and he made his way inside. Soft clacking sounds came from Jimin's shoes as he made his way over the smooth polished wood that covered the floor. Corridors past corridors were identical and were painted in a light grey. Thankfully he stumbled across a map of the school nailed onto one of the walls. He searched for the headmaster's office. He still needed to talk to him about his day, his 'problems' and give him his time table. Useless he thought what the hell is this thing, I thought maps are supposed to help you, not get you lost even more. Pulling his phone out of his trouser pocket he checked the time, shit I'm going to be late at this rate. His heart started to beat at an unreasonably fast pace and the stomach churning set in again. Luckily there weren't many people inside at this time. Jimin knew if there more people he would definitely be tipped over the edge. His clothes rumpled as he slid down the wall, one hand clutched his head and the other on his heart as he wished for his heart to slow down. The panic kept rising which restricted his chest, making his breathing become uneven. He needed to find somewhere soon so he could sit and ride his panic attack out. Jimin was so focused on regulating his breathing he missed the deep voice of the student that stood before him. The physical contact of a hand on his cheek yanked him back to reality. He noticed the position of the other. the boy was crouched in front of Jimin still holding his cheek in his palm. Jimin looked up at the boy and a deep red painted his cheeks. He instantly looked away and buried himself into his blouse collar.

"Sorry." The boy laughed, "I didn't mean to upset you." He tilted his head to get a better look at Jimin. "Are you new or something?" The latter questioned in a deep but soothing tone. "I'm Taehyung." A boxy grin formed upon his mouth and it made Jimin's lips start to form into a smile too. Jimin managed a small nod and Taehyung grabbed Jimin's hands. yanking them both off the floor, Taehyung kept hold of his hand as he pulled Jimin down the corridors. "I'm guessing you're looking for the headmaster's office?" Taehyung turned his head to face the latter, "Right? I'm not just dragging you around when you actually need to be somewhere am I?" He laughed again before looking serious, "Oh god I'm just pulling you around, aren't I?" Jimin wanted to answer verbally but couldn't, so he settled for shaking his head. "So you are headed to the office?" Jimin nodded again.

After weaving in and out of corridors they finally came to a halt, "The headmaster's office is at the top of school, now you know where it is if you want to find it again. Here's the door." Taehyung knocked a small tune and the voice inside groaned, but was quickly followed by an authoritative voice, "Come in."

"See you around." He flashed his boxy grin again and sped off. I didn't tell him my name. To be honest, I bet he won't remember me... Pulling himself out of his thoughts once again, he reached for the door handle and opened the door.

---
A/N - is it any better for you to read? I hope it is :D

Have a good day and remember to smile!