My Teacher Park Jimin | P.J FF

Was it all a dream?

The next day I had a whole day of English. Why? Because we had to write a poem to read in front of the whole school after Christmas and whoever wins goes on a trip to Paris

This was my second time encountering English and Jimin.
I didn't know if he liked me or not but he's all I've been thinking about ever since we met
The last time we spoke was when we introduced ourselves to each other in front of everyone

I walked in and noticed he wasn't there
I felt a huge rush of relief flood me but my heart sank a little at the same time
"Ok everyone I'm sure you've all heard of the big prize for writing the best poem" the teacher started off

As the teacher spoke I saw my phone ring showing an unknown number displayed
I ducked my head down and lucky was at the back of the class so the teacher didn't see me
"Hello?"
"Come to the rooftop"
And they dropped the call
Wat?
I was curious on who it was and why they needed me at the roof but I decided to go

Excusing myself to go to the toilet I walked to the schools rooftop
It was a wide area where there was nothing but a couple of basketballs
"M!"
I turned around towards the voice and my eyes widened when I saw the person running towards me
"J-jimin?"
As he stopped his tracks in front of me there was a silence
"W-why did you want me up h-here?"
I gulped down a huge lump in my throat
Every time I would be around him even if we didn't speak I would tense up so much even yugyeom noticed but didn't know the source of it
"Why didn't you want the guys to know we sit together in English?" He hit me straight up front with that question
"I-i-i didn't ... i-i don't"
"Hey are you ok you keep stuttering"
"I'm fine" I replied sternly "and I don't know"
His expression turned confused
"Do you not like me?"
"NO" I yelped not meaning to
He slight jumped at my reply
"I mean no I do like you just... we don't talk"
His face went soft suddenly
"Yeah, I'm not really one to get comfortable around new people"
I smiled at his confession
"Well I'm always gonna be new unless you talk to me, you know, at lunch of after uni, not in the middle of my favourite class" I giggled
"English is your favourite class?" He seemed surprised
"Yeah, you would have known that if we spoke haha"
"Yeah noted"
I was once again admiring his features
His hair gently waved along to the rhythmic beat of the slight wind upon the roof
The crimson red colour seemed to be brighter out in the sun and shined off every root
"You're staying with us at taes house for Christmas break?" He snapped me out of my wonder
"Uhh, um, oh, yeah, yes I am" I followed along with a smile
"Good, id be really happy if you did"
My heart skipped a beat and jumped out through those words he had said and before I knew it I was touched by his fingertips on my bright pink cheeks
When I looked up at him the sun behind his head formed almost as a halo around his head
He was closer to me than I had noticed
Was this a dream?
He then followed with the touch
"Who are you?"