BTS OneShots

Pen

-Bts is not famous-

I was in class, writing everything the teacher said. Math is my worst subject, sometimes I even have a low A in math.

Yeah, I'm a nerd. I have always had the schools highest grades and I do it for my parents attention. The only time they notice me is when I do something to boost the family name. Getting anything less than a 100 is not an option.

I struggle to focus because I keep feeling someone poke my shoulder. Poke... nothing. Poke... nothing. Poke... nothing.

Poke, "What?" I hiss. The blonde boy next to me smiled in victory and pointed to his pencil. It needed to be sharpened. "Got a pencil?" He asked.

I don't answer him but instead take out a pen and hand it to him before going back to writing.

"I need a pencil not a pen. What if I make mistakes?" He asks. "Mark it out and write over it." I answer without stopping my writing.

He groaned but I heard the pen click and him writing. "Thanks. I guess." He mumbled. "Mhm." I hum.

After class, I put my stuff in my bag. "Mind if I use this for the rest of the day? I don't have any spares and we have our last class together." He asked.

I sigh and rolled my eyes but nod. He gave a gummy smile and my heart started racing. No! I can NOT be distracted by boys. The only boys that would make my parents happy would be the heir of a big company like ours and I was not getting married to any of the arrogant, stuck up boys. That means boys are not a possibility.

Besides, he was just happy that I gave him my pen. Nothing special going on here. The boy leaves and that snaps me out of my thoughts.

I grumble a bit but grab my bag and head to my next class. I sit down and pull out my journal and pencils. The teacher comes in and class begins.

Thankfully, the class was reading and I have ways been good at anything to do with that subject so class flew by in the blink of an eye.

I put my bag in my locker and I walk off to lunch. Since I am the nerd of the school, I don't have any friends. I bought my food from the canteen and sat down at a random table in the corner of the room.

I started eating my ramen. It was really good. I went to eat another bite but someone sat down beside me.

I looked to my side and saw the boy who I gave a pen. "Annyeong?" I say but it comes out as a question. "Why are you sitting alone?" He asks.

"In case you haven't noticed, I'm a nerd. Nobody wants to be friends with a nerd." I answer and shove ramen in my mouth.

"Well not everyone. You seem to have at least a bit of swag so I wanna get to know you." He says. I raise an eyebrow and swallow the ramen. "Jinja?" I ask. He nods as he opens his ramen and takes a bite.

"Alright. When everyone avoids you don't blame me." I turn back to my ramen. "Don't worry, my six friends and I are the kingkas, nobody will avoid me." He said.

"Jinja?! You're a kingka?!" I nearly scream. He chuckles and nods as he eats more ramen. "I literally have no social life. I didn't even know when a kingka was sitting beside me." I grumble. He chuckles again and I blush.

His chuckle is really, really cute. NO NO NO! I shall not think that. I can't disappoint my parents.

"Why are you blushing?" He asked. Great. "Ugh.... n-no reason." I stutter. I mentally slap myself, great going jaelee.

"Your cute." He mumbled while shoving more ramen in his mouth. I blush furiously and turn my head to hide the blush. "Is the wall interesting or something?" He asked.