What did Yoongi say? Why did he leave so suddenly? Eh oh well I guess, I'll just send him the final product. I sent it to him and he only sent a thanks? I mean yea I should get thanked in the first place but it was only a thanks? He usually sends a THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! YOU SAVED US!! Or something along the lines of that. I went to my room and my hair needed a little tending, maybe I'll get a hair cut sometime this week.
It was the next day and I met up with Yoongi, "Hey Yoongi!" I exclaimed.
"Hey Yui." He replied with a smile.
"YUI!!!" I heard someone shout my name and I knew it couldn't have been good. "YUI!!! IT'S YOUR..." I quickly ran over to him and tackled him.
"Shut up or you will get it." I told him and released him.
"Yui...who's this?" Someone asked me.
"No one." I replied and pulled him off to the side. "You idiot why would you come here if you don't have any talent?!" I shouted at him.
"What're you talking about I do. Since you were gone for so long I guess you didn't notice, I'm a pro at kendo, Yui." He smirked at me and flipped me over, "So don't test me."
"Fine Yoi." I said and pushed him off of me. We both walked into the school and I just walked away from him leaving Yoongi behind also.
"What's Yoi doing here Yui?" Yoongi asked me.
"He transferred to this school, if he wants to show off his talents then he should go ahead and do so, he'll never beat me at what I can do." I told him. "I'd love competition."
"Yui! You never told me you had a cute brother!! How old is he?!" A random girl asked me.
"16... and cute brother? We're twins." I told her.
"TWINS?!?!" She shouted and started to go on her phone sending a tweet out to everyone and I even got it. Gosh dammit!
"THEY'RE TWINS?!?!" I heard the entire school shout.
"Shit.... RUN!!!" I shouted and ran outside of school grounds and out to the park and I realized I was holding Yoongi's hand. "Oh sorry." I quickly let go of his hand.
"It's alright, why don't you want anyone to know that you have a twin? More popularity." Yoongi told me.
"That's why, I hate popularity, I honestly don't care if I'm popular or not I just want to pass and get into a good college." I stated and sighed.
"Wow you're serious huh?" Yoongi asked me. I sent a glare at him and he flinched a little, "Jesus, who knew that you were that scary."
"Shut up." I told him and sat on a bench. "I hate Yoi."
"I can tell, but does Yoi even have any talent? Besides being completely dumb?" Yoongi asked me.
"Believe or not, he is pretty good at Kendo and that can step up our a-game here. Yoi is also a really good singer." I answered him, "Only if he put in enough effort into his school work he would've made it into his desired school."
"What was his desired school?" He then asked.
"Yoi is a weird child but he want's to go to a foreign school in France, I could apply if I wanted to but I didn't, I'm going to finish my studies here and then maybe head out to France, or maybe America." I explained.
"He want's to study in France? Hmm just how rich is your family?" Yoongi asked me.
"We're not rich, we get the money from our uncle who runs a big company but he's very hesitant on giving us money, but because he favors my mom which is his younger sister he is willing to do anything and that reminds me want my cousin to pick us up and head over there?" I asked Yoongi.
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My Photographer (Yoongi Fanfic)
FanfictionYoongi and I have been mutual friends for five years. There was nothing serious between us. We've known each other since fourth grade and we are currently sophomores. I'm, Yui Lee a photographer for a living. I'm specially requested by people to tak...