nerd boy || yoonmin

noticed

"who's that?"

"he's so handsome!"

"transfer student?"

"they look like angels, especially the guy with the silver hair."

"the new bangtan!"

jimin was not used to this kind of treatment: being stuck in between flower boys and being a flower boy himself. the girls had been gossiping over the seven boys, especially the new member of bts.

"don't be shy, jimin," hoseok reached for jimin's arm, pulled him closer, and whispered onto his ear, "i told you the girls will be all over you in no time."

"hyung," jimin tapped namjoon's shoulder and asked, "what's bangtan?"

"it's just our squad name, 방탄소년단," namjoon replied and rested his hand on jimin's hair, "a.k.a. bangtan. bts, in short. don't stress it."

seokjin turned to the grey-haired boy who has been hiding behind his broad shoulders and said, "hey, try walking with your back straight and your head high. you'll look much better."

jimin tried doing what his hyung told him to do. he ran his fingers through his hair as he felt embarrased.

"did you just see that hair flip?"

"he's much more beautiful than the rest of us."

"i wanna touch his hair!"

jungkook nudged jimin's arm and praised him for being too beautiful. "stop doing that hair flip. their ovaries might burst."

"jungkook, language!" jin slapped his head with his bag and scolded him.

"it doesn't really look silver when you look at it closely," taehyung said as he touched jimin's hair.

"the stylist said it was cool blue or something, but i'll just go with the term 'silver' because it looks like it."

seven of them then parted ways five minutes before the bell rang.

jimin, along with taehyung, namjoon, and yoongi, had history as their first morning class.

a lot of girls squealed as the boys walked their way to their seats.

"hey, did you notice that they all dyed their hair?" a girl who sat two rows from them told her other friends who seemed to daydream about them.

"yoongi-sunbae looks so chic, he's not even trying," another girl amongst them said.

namjoon rummaged in his bag and pulled a box out of it. "by the way, this is for you."

jimin took the box and opened it. inside it had bluish-gray contacts, which complimented his hair and skin. "just when did you buy this, hyung?"

"jin-hyung and i had a hard time picking that out. the black and brown contacts were sold out and these were the only normal ones on display."

"thanks, hyung! how can i ever repay you?"

namjoon chuckled. "you don't need to. this is what friends are for."

jimin smiled. friends.

taehyung interrupted the moment between the two, "i'll help you wear them!"

it felt cold and uncomfortable, at first, but he knew he will grow fond of it, later on. he could see clearer, thanks to it.

before jimin could thank again, the girls squealed louder.

"oh my god, he's a prince charming!"

"god it's so loud," yoongi complained, pressing his headphones against his ears.

jimin laughed at his hyung's ridiculousness and the girls squealed even more because of his smile.

thankfully, before he got mobbed by the girls, the bell rang and the teacher was on time. "i can hear the girls screaming like dying whales. what's the fuss all about?"

no one answered the teacher.

"if there's nothing, then this will never happen again, i assume?"

the teacher held a folder in her hands and began marking on the paper for attendance. one by one, the students were called and their anticipation grew as the names went by. they were curious of who the 'new guy' is.

"min yoongi?"

yoongi raised his hand and went back to sleep. thank god, their screams stopped, he thought.

"kim taehyung? kim namjoon?"

both of them raised their hands and said, "present," in unison when the teacher called for their attention.

"park jimin?"

silence.

"park jimin?"

jimin was spacing out. he unconsiously raised his hand when taehyung eyed him and nudged his shoulder.

"present."

the whole class was full of whispers. they were in utter shock and they looked like they were reflecting on their past actions.

namjoon even heard the girl beside her say, "i better go to church and confess."

"well, welcome back, jimin. i see you've changed your preference," the teacher spoke up, "i did not expect this change to happen."

jimin did not reply. taehyung and namjoon eyed at each other.

the teacher continued with a smile on her face, "i can see why the girls were freaking out."

jimin shrugged and ran his fingers through his hair, yet again making the girls scream and the boys annoyed. namjoon saw the teacher blush at jimin's action.

taehyung whispered to namjoon, "i told you, the teacher likes him, too." yoongi unfortunately heard the younger guy say it, so he glared at taehyung, making him shrink on his chair.

"ok, that's enough!" the teacher slammed her book on the board, ordering the class to be quiet. she continued to recite names until the list was completed.

-- -- --

"i couldn't sleep because of the girls earlier," yoongi complained while he munched on a burger.

the boys were now at jimin's secret place. jimin ended uo telling them because yoongi was annoyed by the mob that was chasing them earlier.

"how come i never knew about this place?" taehyung asked. desoite of him being the son of the chairman of the school, he couldn't believe his father never told him about it.

"my uncle designed this place," jimin said, "and the whole school."

hoseok asked, "then how come you still live alone, when you have your uncle? does he even care?"

jimin turned to the flowers surrounding the foot of the fountain. the rest of the boys glared at hoseok and pinched his thighs.

"he cares for me, but i just wanted to be independent, that's all," jimin replied with sad eyes. "although, he sends me money, from time to time."

"you fucktard, how could you ask that?" seokjin whispered angrily.

hoseok turned to jimin with a hurt expression and apologized.

"you also quitted from your part time job," taehyung mumbled. "the vice-chairman told me you were such a great help, though."

silence filled the air.

how could he say it to his friends, that he quitted because the vice-chairman himself always faked an inspection just to privately molest him?

they continued to chatter.

no one really noticed, but only yoongi sensed jimin's anxiety at that moment.