Room 612. Like any other, kids talking, laughter, and many ignoring the teacher who is trying to stop the mess.
My face turned to Aki's. An amused expression spread across his face."We're toast." He said, "Yeah we are..." I responded. I looked around the messy classroom to familiarize myself with the students.
No one I really know, except...
No. No. I cannot believe my eyes, 7 guys surrounded with girls. "Aw, F*ck," I said, "What, oh them... So you knew them?" Aki asked. "Sadly I do..." I answered.
We decided to sit in the back, "Alright SHUT UP!!!" We heard an angry yell, a tall old man stood in front of us, he wore his pants really high, and seemed to be in his 60's. "My name is Mr.Kiono, I will be your homeroom teacher for your sophomore year, I will call your name and you will say here. Okay, let's begin."
~Time skip~ Lunch~
"So yn where do you wanna sit?" He asked with a warm smile in his face, before I could answer someone tugged the back of my uniform, and dragged me away.
"What the f*ck is wrong with you?" I yelled,
"Shut up yn,"
Wait... You... Park Jimin,
~Flashback ~
Middle school grade 8
xx-Please meet me in the back of the school at 4:00 pm yn-xx
-Jimin
"Awww Jimin," I said. My feet barely could take me throught the halls, I felt huge butterflies in my stomach. Finnaly I saw the ginormous back doors. They were opened, I stepped through. My head was slightly tilted down, my eyes turned up to see...
Lilliana and Jimin kissing, my heart dropped to the floor. I ran out, a river of tears running down my eyes."Thanks for making me realize how blind I am Jimin..."
~End of Flashback ~
"Why did you literally drag me here Jimin," It wasn't exactly a question more of me being arrogant. "Why do you hold on to the past?" He asked almost desperately , "Oh, maybe because you broke my heart!" I retorted refusing to look at his face. I felt a weird silence whoosh through the atmosphere.
"Please give me another chance yn, just one more time," He almost whispered to me. "Fine just don't screw this up," I started to walk away from him, back to the lunchroom. Finally that conversation is over, I hope he didn't take the second chance thing seriously.
