Interaction {COMPLETED}

1.

Jungkook's always wanted to go to the School of Art and Music, it's been his dream ever since he realized he's good at singing. This will be his new beginning and he's quite exited.
That's the alarm. Ugh, school starts at 8, it's 7:30, maybe he can sleep for just a few minutes more?
No, it's his first day, he can't be late.
He turns off the alarm and looks over to the window. The Sun is shining, the birds are singing, everything looks so beautiful. While staring at the window he starts imagining what his first day will be like. The most important question is: "Will there be hot boys?"
Right, Jungkook's gay, sorry to break it to you.

"Kookie! You're going to be late!"
"Coming!"

His mother likes him to always be right on time because she never is.
Kookie throws on one of his white shirts and ripped jeans, he looks in the mirror while combing his hair.
Maybe I should color it he thought to himself. His natural hair is ashy brown, but ever since he was a kid he wanted to change it, he thinks it would look cool.

Breakfast was like any other. Eggs, sausage and tomatoes. Ugh, again?
The school isn't that far from his house, but he feels weird because he is the only one on the street. It's like no one lived there. Creepy, but I'm not going to think about it. It's the first day and I need to focus on that.

He walked as fast as he could so he wouldn't be late, but when he came to the school he realized that he doesn't really know where to go. The school was like any other school. Covered in graffiti of monsters, curse words and gibberish, it was white once though. A lot of windows and security cameras.

There was a basketball corse between the gate of the school and the actual entrance. Jungkook tried to see if there was anyone there, but just as he looked-
*BAM*

Junkook's POV
Shit that hurts. Did someone throw a basketball at me?
"Hey buddy, you okay? Sorry, it was an accident!" a mint haired boy told me with a concerned look on his face.
I couldn't tell at first, but now that my vision is clearing up - he's beautiful!
"Ugh, yeah, it's okay, I guess my head was in the ball's way."
"Haha, yeah. I'm Yoongi."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Jungkook."
"I'm guessing you're new. Everybody else knows that I'm ruthless when I play basketball", he said with a big smile on his face.
"Yeah, I am and now I know", I smiled back.
"Jimin!" he yelled to the basketball court.
A short cute nerd ran over to us. He had black hair and big glasses and he was carrying at least five books with his left hand and with his right hand he helped me up.
"Thanks", I said looking into his big brown eyes.
Is he blushing? I don't know how long we were looking at each other, but apparently long enough.
"Ahem!" Yoongi stopped the stare, "Jimin, this is Jungkook, he's new here. Show him around, will you?" he said taking the ball.
"Um, yeah, sure. We just need to find Hobi first."
Yes! I'm already making friends, this is amazing!
Yoongi winked at Jimin, grabbed his ass and ran over to the basketball hoop.
Well that was kind of weird.
"So, Jungkook, what's your first period?" Jimin asked politely.
"Spanish"
"Hm, well Hobi and I don't go to Spanish, but I think Namjoon does. Come on! I'm going to introduce you to Hoseok and then we can take you to your class, is that okay?"
I really don't want to be late to class, I need my teachers to like me, but how can I pass up on this opportunity?
"Sure", I said reassuring myself that everything will be fine.

We met Hoseok on the first floor. I could tell that he's a mood maker as soon as I saw him. A ray of sunshine. He was very bubbly and friendly, we even agreed to go to the coffee shop when we finish school. Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok, Jimin and Seokjin, he was an upperclassman, but he still hung out with these guys.

Now it was time for my Spanish class.
"Namjoon sits in the row closest to the door, and his table is third from the door", Hoseok explained.
"Okay, thank you."
"Um have fun, and don't forget that we're going to sit together in Maths class" Jimin said still laughing over a joke I said 5 minutes ago. His laugh is gorgeous.

I came into the classroom and tried to avoid any eye-contact with other people. I just rushed over to sit behind Namjoon.

"Hey, you're the new kid, right? I'm Namjoon", his hand was ready to shake mine.
"Jungkook" I shook his hand.
"Yeah, Jimin texted me a few minutes ago telling me that we'll go to the coffee shop."
I just nodded. I don't know why, I just felt intimidated by him. Which is oddly strange considering that he is smiling and being friendly and, also, has really cool purple hair that I'm just now noticing.
"Settle down people", the teacher informed us that the class starts when she says and that the bell doesn't dismiss us, she does. The basic "I'm a mean teacher, don't fuck with me" talk.
"She does this every year, you know?" Namjoon turned around to meet my eyes. I was worried that the teacher will catch us so I tried to listen to the teacher and ignore him.
"It never works on anyone, but she still says the same damn thing over and over again, no one's even listening to her."
Well I'm trying, but apparently you won't let me.
"So, has someone caught your eye?" he said with a smirk.
"What?!" I said loudly.
"Excuse me, but if you two are going to chat, you might as well do that at the principal's office."
Seriously? On the first day!
"Sorry, it was my fault." Namjoon stood up and started walking out of the classroom.
What should I do? Do I follow him? I don't really want to meet the principal because a guy asked me if I liked someone.

"Fine, Namjoon, come back." the teacher said in a somewhat angrily voice "Since this is your first time talking in class, and Jungkook, right? Yeah, your first day, this is a warning."
Oh thank God! Namjoon came back to his place.
"Thanks." I tapped Namjoon on the shoulder.
"Don't mention it", he said with a grin.
"Now class lets see who is absent."
"...Tamir, Taehyung...Where is Taehyung? That boy! It's the first day and he's already skipping classes!"
"Tae is the bad boy of the school. We used to go to elementary together, he's changed" Namjoon said in a sad and tired voice.
"Were you good friends?"
No response. I guess he doesn't really want to talk about it.

Yo I suck at this, thanks for reading😂❤️