The Time We Met In Detention || Kim Taehyung

Monday 5:44PM

Your POV

"See you later?"

"Be mine at nine. We'll be waiting."

I shut the door as Jimin gives me a quick wave and starts running home.

We...

Him and the guys.

This past half an hour has made me realise how much I've missed having guy friends. They're just so chilled and unbothered, don't give a damn if you're in detention all week. And just how much I've missed Jimin.

It used to be me and Jimin, Jimin and I, conquerers of the school and teachers' worst nightmares. Just like now except completely different.

How much would I pay to go back in time to those three years ago? Real life, real friends, stupid worries...

As I walk into the kitchen, I see a note from my mam on the fridge.

I'm​ working late again. I've left you £40 on the counter. Treat yourself  but don't come home too late.
Mam

She is the absolute best. Ever since dad abandoned us she has been working her butt off to provide for the two of us.

And what have I done?

Gotten myself kicked out of school. Twice.

But she knows my nature. I have never been a perfect student. But my grades are good. That's because I want to learn. I choose to learn. Everytime the teacher thinks I'm not concentrating in class. I am. In my own way. I just don't forget... I never forget...

Just my give a fucks have ran out. That's why detentions, threats, screams, exclusions, nothing works on me. I have become bulletproof.

Imea gets me. That's why I love her so much. That's why she's my only girl friend. She has been used and reused so many times by lads, pricks, dickheads and other monsters that she too knows what it feels like to be unwanted.

Imea-

"Imea?" I stutter in shock as I see her looking quite pissed, sitting on my bed cross-legged, apparently calling me from her phone, which was tensely resting against her ear.

"Y/N! Where on earth have you been! I've called you like twenty times!"

"Shit. My phone was off, sorry. Had detention. Could've guessed. " I say, slightly more relaxed now and throwing my bag to the side.

"What took you so long anyway. I thought it was a fifteen minute walk from the new school. And HOW did you manage to get detention on your FIRST day."

"You know you would've gotten one too if you were there."

"Haha, you always manage to get me into trouble, but-"

"Wanna come out tonight?"

She smirks and I reach for my phone to call ChimChim.

~

Jimin's POV

The music's blasting but I can make out a knock at the door. I run over, cocktail in my hand, and bow down as I open the door for the stunning lady behind it. We give each other a quick peck on each cheek and then I lean away to examine her more closely.

"Oh my gawd, look at you! And that makeup gurl! Didn't know you were good at that transformation shit!"

"For one, I can't, it's on my face and two, ARE YOU BLOODY SUGGESTING I WAS UGLY BEFORE." She laughs back while playfully nudging me.

"No, I just didn't know you could possibly get any prettier!"

She laughs at my ridiculous comment.

Then she walks in, hands me her coat and bag and walks off further into the house, clearly remembering everything.

Wow. I guess I really did miss her...

"This is Imea by the way." She finally says, after I had been staring at her for WAY too long and not noticing the girl who was coughing at my ear.

"HI! NICE TO MEET YOU. JIMIN RIGHT?! Y/N'S EX-BESTFRIEND?! HAHA! NOW I'VE GOT THE HONOUR OF THE TITLE! TOO BAD!" She shouts over the music.

And it is at that moment that I fall in love with those sapphire eyes, like two deep oceans I can dive into and never return. And that wild red hair, like a fiery wick dipped in a well of incendiary sunlight. And her flawless, pale complexion, like a million stars twinkling from within.