ONE SIDED [yoonmin]

Mind, Thought, Speech (2)

"Where do I find my dorm room?"

Jimin stormed up to the desk and just stared at the lady waiting with confusion as he had not said anything. Jimins face grew a light red as he was embarrassed by the fact he spoke to himself in his head, he pulled out an old piece of scrap paper from his jean pocket and a pen from his bag, writing; "May you inform me of where my new room is going to be? My name is Park Jimin." She read the sheet,

"Oh of course, your dorm room is 144, and your form room is C12" She handed Jimin a time table and a room key, so he took off to his dorm room to put all his stuff away.

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"Phew" Jimin sighed as he looked around at his masterpiece. He had decorated the entire room, from pictures of his dead pets to fake models of guns, katanas and chainsaws from his favourite games and movies. His bed sheets were a crimson red and his clothes were all black, folded on the floor by the bunk bed.

Jimin quickly got into his new uniform and began heading towards his form room, knowing how late he was.

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Opening the door, he hears the class roar with excitement, which makes him feel a little left out...
"Oh hello, do you want to come in?" The teacher said. "My name is Mrs Min, please don't be afraid to introduce yourself."
It's unbelievable that Jimin could even hear her over the load noise, but all he did was nod and step in, closing the door behind him. Walking towards the teacher the class silenced, which made Jimin begin to sweat from anxiety.

Stopping in his tracks and turning to face the class, the teacher speaks out "Class, this is Jimin, he is a mute so don't be too harsh on him" She said while giving the warmest smile. Jimin just looked down and fiddled with his school jumper sleeves.

"You can go sit over there with my son, he doesn't like to sit next to people that much so he always has a free seat" Mrs Min pointed to the boy at the back, staring out the wide and tall window, watching the blossoms fall off the Sakura trees.

Jimin walked up the the seat and hesitantly pulled the chair open and sat down. He shyly looked at the boy sat next to him and noticed that he was actually sleeping with his eyes open, he was letting out soft snores that warmed Jimins heart, instantly falling in love with the boy.

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The school bell rang and everyone quickly grabbed their things and ran out the room before the teacher could finish her sentance. Jimin sat there, admiring Yoongi, not even noticing the class leave or the bell go off.
Yoongi's arm hit the table as Jimin finally came to his senses and quickly stood up, took his bag, and swung it over his back as he quickly ran out the room.

Once outside he placed his hand on his chest and took deep slow breathes, still walking. Once he had stopped Jimin pulled out his planner and flipped to the back where his timetable was, checking which lesson he had next, Science - Chemistry, speed walking to his locker he shoved his planner back in his bag which was swinging off his right arm.

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Jimin stepped into lesson and saw the same dark haired boy as he did in his form room, his heart began to pound and he began to feel butterflies in his stomach.
Slowly walking towards the teacher, he kept his eyes on Yoongi, the most cutest and elegant boy he's ever seen.
Jimin stopped in his tracks and looked at the teacher, who looked back with confusion. After half a minute of staring in awkwardness, the teacher finally realised who the boy was,
"Are you Park Jimin? The mute transfer student?" Jimin just nodded as a reply and the teacher let out a sigh, thinking about how he's going to deal with this child.
"Just go sit over there, he doesn't talk much anyway" he pointed towards the empty seat next to Yoongi, who once again, was I'm his own world.

Everyone gasped when the teacher had pointed to Yoongi, which had finally caught his attention.
"Why is everyone gasping?" He said out loud, the boy who sat in front of him turned around to look at Yoongi,
"The new kid is going to sit next to you, good look" he said, turning around with a cheeky smile.
"Tsk" Yoongi let out as he watched the timid but bold boy walk up the stairs in the middle to the back of the class, sliding his hand on the dark, wooden, long desk until he reached the fourth empty seat, pulling it out and sitting down next to Yoongi with a smile on his face.
"Hi, my name is Jimin." Jimin smiled at Yoongi and took out his hand which in return, just got a confused look.
Instantly, Jimins face turned crimson red, looking down at his bag and pulling out a notebook.

Sorry, I thought I spoke but I didn't, I think I'm beginning to hear things in my head.
Anyway, my name is Park Jimin, I'm a mute, I also sit next to you in form and now here :)
I hope we can become good friends!

Yoongi read the little note, looking back up to see Jimin with his hand out, implementing that he wants to shake hands. And again, all he got in return was rejection, Yoongi just looked back outside and ignored Jimin for the rest of the day. Leaving him there, alone and clueless, as sadness overfilled his body.