SERENDIPITY [BTS Jimin Fanfic]

Duchess.

A/N

We're all Kpop trash right? So expect kpop trash! XD 

Warning -  Character's from other bands! WOOHOO!

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I never noticed how ugly my teacher was.

I kept staring at his short figure, a guy easily the age of a mid 50 years old, the guy was too engrossed in writing like lightning on the board as he solved his own question. It was always like this, maths! Urh! The times I wish I could just melt away into the floor. I was hunching forwards, my right arm supporting my drooping head as I struggled to keep my eyes open, my eyelids were shutting, my head swaying forwards, my black hair was falling forwards, covering my cheeks. Any moment soon I was gonna either bang my head against the table or falloff my chair.

I could see from the corner of my eyes Somin. One of my friends. She was very pretty with long blond hair up to her waist. She was the typical beautiful elegant bad girl who fell for every hot dude in school and always ended up breaking up with them for stupid reasons. It was the me and Jiwoo would have to listen to her endless crying and feeble excuses of how she thought he was the 'right one'

Currently she had just broken up with some dude who I couldn't care less about. Don't get me wrong I mean, she is one of my best friends but when you have a friend who has at least 2 breakups every 3 months, you're just gonna have to get used to blocking it. At least I'm better than Jiwoo, she doesn't care at all. I listen and say nothing. That usually works and Somin learns her lesson, well at least for a few weeks.

Jiwoo, that woman better be back,how long does it take for her? She can't fool people for so long.

I sudden shiver ran through me when the sound of the school bell rang in the hallway,getting everybody around me to wake up and to quickly pack their books into their bags. The sounds of the trinkets on my wrists kept getting louder as I tries to shove my book into my black bag. It was a very cute knapsack, black with branches of Sakuras designed at the sides. Even though Jiwoo and Somin insisted on me to get a better bad-ass looking bag I refused, I may be a bad-ass but there was a delicate and sweeter side of me that they didn't know, and a side which I was not going to let them see.

Somin quickly followed behind me as we walked on the corridors of school, the crowds of students in their alike uniforms somehow spotted us and kept looking at us. The girls, some hiding their faces behind their books and more groups of girls would give us looks, jealousy spreading in their eyes, they couldn't stand me Somin and Jiwoo, our reputation of being the bad-ass squad has reached it's peak. I didn't mind at all.

 I walked through the corridor like a bawse, running my hand trough my black hair making it fall perfectly on my shoulders and my upper back, my knapsack hanging on my left shoulder and my left hand holding onto it's black strap. It was funny how all of us wore the same uniform, a white long sleeve top with a red ribbon which ran inside the white collar and frilled into a red mass of ruffled cloth at the neck. Girls wore the red ribbon whilst the boys wore a thin red tie. Girls wore knee length gray skirts which didn't have a single frill whilst the boys wore gray pants. Our uniform was finished by a very beautiful dark blue blazer and black shoes.

But then I never wore it the way the rules applied to us. I rolled up my sleeves up to my elbows and my skirt was shorter than knee length. Somin wore her uniform on point, she was the elegant and graceful one after all.Then there was Jiwoo, the one that completed the group. I had to look for that girl. She could get into trouble again, and one can say that she doesn't have the best reputation in school.