Notes // yoonmin

One | First glance

His eyes immediately scanned the halls as he entered the school. His five friends following closely behind.

He paid no mind to the numerous eyes following his every step, he and his 'group' had gained a rather notorious reputation throughout the years. The teachers and the students were aware of them and their hobbies, and rather than addressing it, they turned a blind eye.

The rule that never seemed to be spoken, but was known by everyone:

Don't fuck with them.

Today was the first day of junior year. Yoongi was only one year away from leaving this place for good, and his patience was quickly thinning out.

Namjoon quickly made his way to the front of the group, the rest following him closely.

He made his way into the office, speaking to the woman behind the desk as the rest looked at her with hard gazes. She quickly averted her eyes from the group entirely and grabbed their schedules. Placing them in Namjoon's hand without sparing them a second glance.

Namjoon was the leader. It was never truly decided upon, but it was the unspoken truth of the group. He had been the one to bring them all together, and the only one who kept them from falling apart.

As they left the office, they circled around Namjoon as he handed them their schedules. Yoongi immediately looked his over, eyeing the paper with a frown.

He groaned, and his groans were reciprocated along with a few swear words by the other members.

"What are your classes?" He heard Jungkook asking him, his voice low and clearly not happy with what he had seen on his own schedule.

"Mr. Clan first hour, the only reason I'm not happy." He said, irritation evident in his voice.

Jungkook couldn't contain the smirk that danced across his face.

"Sorry hyung, I'm just happy I don't have him at all this year."  He said, his smirk quickly dissolving as Yoongi glared at him.

"I've got Mrs. Blarn first hour." Hoseok announced.

"Lucky." He heard Jin counter, staring at his paper with wide eyes.

Yoongi snorted. "I have Mr. Clan first hour." He added, receiving a few sounds of what seemed like apologies.

As they discussed their schedules with one another the bell rang, cutting them off. They said their goodbyes and made their way to their first class of the year.

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Yoongi immediately walked in, taking a seat in the very back of the room.

He didn't pay any attention to the other students as they filled the vacant seats. No one had sat anywhere remotely close to him, and he was fine with that.

As the bell rang, Mr. Clan immediately spoke up, going over the same rules of his classroom that he had done so many times before.

Yoongi had ultimately learned to block out his excessive talking, and paid no mind to him as he continued to speak.

A good ten minutes had passed, and suddenly the door opened. A young man stepped through, his face filled with what seemed like frustration and a mix of confusion.

He looked out among the other students, and his face became red as he noticed everyone was staring at him, including Yoongi.

"Y-you're Mr. Clan, right?" he stuttered out, unsuccessfully trying to mask his embarrassment.

"Yes, and you're late. I don't think I've ever seen you before." Mr. Clan said, his voice stern yet curious.

"That's because I'm new. I went to the office and they gave me directions but I ended up getting lost anyway, I'm sorry." He said sheepishly, his hand moving up to the back of his neck.

Mr. Clan eyed the boy for a moment longer before speaking again. "I'll let it slide. Now, introduce yourself to the class." He ordered.

The boy furiously shook his head before turning to look at the class.

And that's when Yoongi really got a good look at him.

His blonde hair complimented his soft features, and his dark brown eyes seemed to glimmer in the fluorescent lights.

His lips were plump, and a beautiful pink color. His eyes moved from his face to his body. Although he had on a baggy sweatshirt, he could tell he was built nicely. His tight jeans only helped Yoongi to see his incredibly muscular legs.

"My name is Jimin, Park Jimin." his mind was immediately cut off by Jimin's soft voice.

He looked up, and met Jimin's eyes with his own.

And that's when he felt something strange. A feeling of warmth that he was unfamiliar with, took place in his stomach, before quickly spreading throughout his entire body.

And for the first time in a long time,

Yoongi smiled.