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taehyung x reader

It was just before school and you were walking around alone to get used to the new surroundings you were going to spend for a couple of years. You didn't like your school uniform nor how it showed all of your curves in the most inappropriate places.

Class 04C was the first room you even entered. There was a young boy who had blonde hair, wore thick black glasses that rested on the bridge of his nose and a uniform looking much neater than yours. "Oh. Who are you?" He asked, noticing you stood there at the entrance door.

Your legs decided to shuffle instead of walking properly towards him. You thought that there was a dark aura coming from him as he most likely was provoking for you to come closer. "Take a seat. My name's Taehyung Kim. I'm the school president." He said with a wide smile forming with his mouth.

"(Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)." You decided to speak up after placing yourself on a chair next to Taehyung. "I'm new." It wasn't much of an introduction, but it was the best you could do at the moment. His smile faded to a nod followed by his head travelling down your body. You couldn't help but to feel uncomfortable and so you cleared your throat through the silence.

"Is there anything you need? Any questions?" His voice was deep and raspy, but it was attractive at the same time. You shook your head repeatedly to each question he let escape. "Ah. If you ever need me, I'll most likely be in the library or my lessons."

You couldn't help but to laugh at his remark which caused him to give you a confused look. He was cute and dorky, much different from other males you have met in your life. "Thanks." You said, smiling. "I think I'll be fine for the rest of the day though."

"Well, have you made any new friends?"

"I just arrived at this place! Do you think I would!?" You exclaimed with a high pitched voice. Taehyung laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Oh, so I suppose you don't think we're friends." He frowned, slouching in his chair after pulling his hand away. You shook your head cutely. "That's not what I meant. I'd love to be your friend." That was all you could say as the school bell rang seconds later.

"Time for class. What me to show you where it is?" He asked with a gentle glare coming from his eyes. He was attractive, a lover boy. You took your timetable out, telling you were fine as you had class here. Apparently, Taehyung had the same lessons as you for Period One, Three, Four and Six for the whole day.

"Sir, don't you think it is unfair for a new student to not introduce herself?" Taehyung grinned as he caught your eye. You hated standing at the front of the class and speaking out. It scared you of how you can be judged and mess up within a second of even getting up from your seat.

"Are you crazy!?" You exclaimed, whispering towards Taehyung's direction. "I. Do. Not." In other words, the teacher didn't hear a word you said and thought it was a great idea. You on the other hand couldn't escape the hell you were about to face.

You stood up from your seated place and dragged yourself across the floor, as well as your shoes squeaking across the ground. Everyone had their heads following you. Some were smiling and some were looking at you in disgust. Taehyung gave you a thumbs up as you stood infront of the class.

"My name is (Y/N). I like Dance and Art and I came here to have a good time. I hope you all take care of me and respect me like I would do to you. Thank you for having me." It was all that could be spat out before bowing politely. Every student you could see was clapping and it just felt like the world was off your shoulders. Maybe it wasn't bad as you thought it would be, you thought to yourself.

"Wow, that was amazing." Taehyung over exaggerated. "How 'bout you become the next school president."

"Ha, you wish." You spat cockily.

In the end, you did. Well, a few years later after Taehyung and a few of your friends persuaded you to. Taehyung was your assistant, guiding you through everything at every second. It was like he was your boss, but you didn't mind it. The friendship between you two grew and grew into a blossomed flower after the same question being repeated over and over again.

"Will you go out with me?" He asked for the millionth time today.

"Hm, I don't know. Would it make you shut up?"

"Maybe. What if I say 'I love you'"?

"Then it's a yes." You giggled, going on the tips of your toes to peck him on the lips.