BTS finally gets their new English tutor, Rose. She's kind and down-to-earth, but with a tough side. She's the type of girl a few of the members could fall for- and they do. Rose already has a crush on one of them, but can the others change her mind...
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English in bold. Thoughts in italics.
Rose's POV
I spent the next little while figuring out who was who and saving their numbers in my phone. Every time I responded to one person's text, there was a slew of new texts to respond to. Finally, I stopped texting them and turned my attention to Namjoon's text. He didn't respond after my last text. He was probably afraid that I was mad at him.
Me: "Let me guess, they stole your phone?"
Joonbug: "Yeah. I'm so sorry. I thought they were just teasing me when they took my phone and wouldn't give it back. Turns out, somewhere along the way, they texted your info to their phones."
M: "Sounds about right. I'm surprised it took as long as it did. They seem to be a little jealous for attention."
J: "LOL! Very true. I don't think they even noticed for a long while. I was texting you laying down outside. Yoongi-hyung snuck up behind me while I was texting you and was reading over my shoulder. I wouldn't tell him who it was so I guess he decided to get everyone else involved."
M: "That doesn't seem like him, lol. I didn't think he was that childish. And how come he didn't know who it was if he was reading over your shoulder?"
J: "Oh... uh. I have your name saved as something else."
M: "Why? What's it saved as?"
J: "In case someone was snooping, I didn't want them to know it was you."
M: "Lol. But that still doesn't answer my other question. What's it saved as?" He didn't respond for a minute.
M: "Is it something bad?" He responded really fast to that one.
J: "No! No! Just a little embarrassing."
M: "As embarrassing as Joonbug?"
J: "Point taken."
J: "Athena."
M: "Athena? Why Athena?"
J: "You know. Like the goddess of wisdom and all that?"
M: "Lol. That's not embarrassing. That's sweet. Because I'm your philosophical confidante?"
J: "That, and she was supposedly quite beautiful." I blushed at that. I must've taken a little longer to respond because the next text—
J: "See? I told you. It's embarrassing." I was in the process of responding when he sent me another text.
J: "The guys are harassing me asking why you stopped texting them and are only texting me."
