College AU
You were new to the schooling in Korea, after moving from America for language studies and the performing arts. It was different, a major difference, the campus seemed a lot more calmer, unless that was just the meaning of the first day, all of the first years finding there lockers and classes for the next semester.
Which your thoughts were trained on, building b, floor two, locker #12 was where you're books were going to be placed for the next semester and maybe longer. Your thoughts were running on how unusual it was to start back from one instead of continuing with the lockers from floor one in the building. But you had ignored it entirely as you constantly looked from the map of the campus to the way you were walking, making sure not to bump into anyone during that time.
You had found the stairs at the end of one of the hallways, leading to the hallway that held the first classes on the floor and the first set of lockers that went all the way down, leaving spaces for posters for clubs and school activities, and of course the classes. The hallway you were in wasn't that busy and you found your locker rather easily as it was one of the first few in the hallway.
Looking from the combination given to you, you clicked it into the lock, trying to pull the locker open but it hadn't budged, you tried again, making sure the right amount of clicks were heard as you tried again, and again, and once again and the frustration was hitting you mentally and soon to be physically.
More people had started populating the floor, most of them wearing the uniforms of the students in the second year, a very few wearing other uniforms. But none seemed to be paying attention to the frustration you had running through your veins. People were to busy feeling their own nerves, listening to music or talking to mutuals as they walked.
But you kept trying to open the locker, and continuously had no luck with opening the locker.
A group of rather noisy boys had entered the floor, walking out of one of the nearby classes which had caused you to become more frustrated. As the noise started to become quiet, footsteps were heading into your direction as you quickly grabbed one of the papers in your hands to pretend you were doing something, unfortunately as you pulled one of the papers, the rest, including some of the singular books and your phone fell to the ground from your grasp, causing you to quickly rush and pick everything up as you huffed out a breath of annoyance.
As you were picking up some of the things you noticed someone else helping you, taking a glance you noticed it was a boy from the year above you, quickly training your eyes to the pile in your hands, you stood as the boy also stood holding out the pile to you as you grabbed it with a slight smile as your cheeks were probably a bright red from embarrassment.
"Thanks", you spoke as you tucked some of your hair behind your hair and turned back to the locker.
"No problem", the boy spoke with a deep voice as he leaned against the locker next to yours. "Are you having a problem with your locker?"
"Yeah, but its nothing major, I'll find a way to get it fixed", you spoke before you were slightly nudged away from the locker as the boy clicked in the combination, slightly looking over to you as he did so, hitting his arm against the locker after he clicked the combination in and pulled it open.
"Uh. Thanks again, I guess."
"Its nothing, I'm #13 and this happened last year as well, I learned from someone that left last year."
"Well thanks for the heads up, I'll try not to forget", you said with a smile to him before you started putting away the pile of books and papers that was in your hands.
"My names Johnny, if you were wondering."
"My names (Y/N), nice to meet you, Johnny", you finished saying as you closed your locker and locked it.
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