A Walk In The Park

.3.

When you woke up you shot out of bed and ran to the bathroom without checking the time. You were too scared that you overslept.

You took 10 minutes in the bathroom, 10 minutes changing, 10 minutes doing your hair and 5 minutes eating breakfast. 35 minutes spent in total. But when you checked your phone you still had 30 minutes left.

You bid your mother farewell and started your journey to school. You had been given instructions of where to go, and you were very bad at remembering, so it took you time before you found the black gates of your college.

5 minutes left. You dashed to the lecture room that the office lady appointed you to. When you were outside the door you exhaled. You weren't going to let your nerves get the better of you. Then you knocked.

The teacher, Mrs. Kim, greeted you with a smile as she opened the door. You walked in and stood in front of the students, blushing.

"This is our new student, Lisa Walker," you heard sniggers from people who thought your name was weird, "Please do yout best to make her feel at home."

You curtsied and spoke quietly, "Annyeonghaseyo..." then you looked up and scanned your new classmates.

You felt your blood rush through your veins. The guy from earlier. Triggered. Mrs. Kim pointed out your seat. Next to him... you quickly flownced to your spot and seated yourself. He looked at gobsmacked as you.

You looked to your right and you both met eyes. If you had to be truthful, he was quite cute. But you weren't going to crush on anyone. Noy yet.

"It looks like your my partner, Lisa..." You felt his warm breath on your earlobe. Yes, he was that close.

You were still blushing hard, "I know."

"Sorry about last night, I was of my nut." He purposly said it louder than a whisper, so you could earn a few looks from people. Then he wrote on a paper 'Your Hangul is okay for a foreigner, I guess.'

"Thanks," That was the only word you could manage to get out.

"I'm Jimin by the way. Park Jimin." you nodded your head. For the rest of that period, he would not stop annoying you. And once he even attempted to stroke your thigh. But you slapped his hand away, "Byuntae."

You felt relieved when break time finally came. Then you remembered: you had no friends. So you spent break time alone, sitting on a bench.

You were glad when math came, because Jimin was one set higher than you. There was this one guy, in your maths class who was shy and adorable. Sadly you didn't know his name.

Then it was lunchtime. You sat on the bench alone again. Then you heard footsteps approaching you from behind. You looked over your shoulder. You were surprised but disappointed.

"What do you want?" you muttered coldly.

"It makes me feel old watching you sit miserably by yourself; go and make some friends."

"That's my choice and my business." 

He grabbed you by the wrist and walked into the building. Then he took you to all the way up to the roof. You slapped his hand off your wrist, "Yah! Why did you bring me here?"

"Relax... I have a friend I want you to meet."