Min Yoonji (book 1)➻m.y.g

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Giving the boy a questioning look, he smiled at her.

"Hello, my name is Jung Hoseok! I was hoping I could read some poems I have written with you in mind?" the boy introduced himself holding some books.

"Go for it." Yoongi sighed clearly annoyed at these boys attitudes.

Clearing his throat, Hoseok spoke up, reading in a dramatic voice.

"No words.

There are no words to describe how beautiful she is

or how special she is

or my love for her.

Her voice may be hoarse, almost man-like

but I love her of course

Please show remorse

and I'll propose"

Being even more dramatic, he started to fake cry, pouring some water from his bottle over his face. Laughing slightly, Yoongi took the water-bottle and poured more over his face.

"You can leave now." he shooed him away, sighing.

Not even a second later, another boy appeared beside him.

"H-hello. My name i-is Taehyung, Kim Taehyung Kim." he spoke nervously and quiet.

His thick and big glasses hid his facial features, and he seemed to be of the nerdy type. "What do you want?"

"I-im a excellent english student. I can t-teach you i-if you want." he said, scared.

Yoongi took off his glasses, making him blink multible times. He put it on his head, wearing them with style. "Alright, go ahead."

Shocked over Yoonji's answer, Taehyung took a while before reading.

"E-e-ekshellent... Ekshellent?" he tried his best with his so called 'english skills' to read the words.

"Excellent?" Yoongi spoke, uninterested.

"Y-yeah, ekshellent." he smiled slightly.

"Houl? Houl, an houl.."

"Hour."

"Just what I said, you are pretty good too!" he chewed on the inside of his mouth slightly.

"Mhm.."

"Yah! Taehyung just stop it already! Your skills suck!" another boy yelled from over the room. His hair was perfectly styled, and his dimples could be seen from miles away.

"Hello, my name is Kim Namjoon, not dance mon." he said, trying to be cute.

"You already know my name." Yoongi spoke, bored.

"You're a tough one, but no matter what, I'll stay by your side Yoonji-ah!" he sent her a heart with two of his fingers, smiling. Almost puking, Yoongi was relieved when another boy interrupted. "Get your hands off, she's not interested in any of you." he had dyed his hair blonde. "She only wants me, Kim Seokjin, but what can I say? I am the most popular kid in this universe and soon an idol too."

Here we go again.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Yah! Don't believe me? I have been taking singing lessons so my voice will be better than Mariah Carey's! Listen carefully." he started to clear his throat multible times.

Suddenly his face started to look pained as he yelled at the top of his lungs.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!! AAAAAAAAAA!"

What is wrong with this class?! Slightly scared, Yoongi looked away. Was he going to make it out alive?

"Here, drink some water. Your voice is great!" Hoseok complimented him as Seokjin started to yell, or 'sing' again.

"Is it my turn now?" a boy spoke up, standing with the blackboard.

"Yeah! Go Jimin!" the boys cheered for him.

He, Jimin, looked at Yoonji trying to get her attention.

"I'm the class president, Park Jimin. Can I sit beside you?" he smiled with his slightly puffed lips. Done dealing with them, Yoongi answered back.

"Yeah come here."

Jimin smiled victoriously as he strode towards 'her'.

"And just go straight past me."

Humiliated, Jimin followed her instructions and walked out of the room.

Finally Mrs. Jujin returned, apologizing for the freaking ten years she spent outside talking.

"Well, I have an urgent meeting with all the teachers, so you guys are free to leave. I'm sorry it had to be this way, but that's just how it is. Goodbye!" and just like that she left again.

Excited, Yoongi jumped up, ready to leave this messed up class.

He managed to peacefully get out of class, with no interruptions what so ever.

As he were about to leave the school ground, he was interrupted by someone calling his name.