Locker Space • Min Yoongi

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"Write 'I want to organise this space so I bought this whiteboard" I ask my friend and my 24/7 Korean to English translator as she pulls the lid off the whiteboard pen.

"I think you overestimate the organisation of boys" she mutters as she writes the words onto the board. I smile in triumph and look around the semi full hallway.

"This will sort it" I nod to myself and she laughs. My face drops, "You think it won't?"

"I think whoever this person is, is lucky your very calm about this- many people would've already complained and thrown their stuff out" she puts the lid back on the pen and crosses her arms. I get nudged I go by a passing student and scoff.

"Don't give me any ideas- people in this place are rude" I smirk, her eyes roll. I look back at the board. Man I wish I knew korean, it would make life so much easier.

"All the music seniors are a bit- how do I put this? There all a bit unsavoury" she runs her hands through her short hair.

"Really?" My eyebrows furrow and she nods again.

"Well, there all like nerds" her hands move as she talks, her eyes getting a little wider with every word. I look at her dumbly and she rolls her eyes for what feels like the 20th time, "There mean nerds- they'll judge you majorly"

"We're sport- were better like just in general" I want to take back my own words as they leave my mouth. I think I've hit a new level of cringiness.

"Your really buying into all the hierarchy dtuff aren't you?" A smile appears on her face and her arms cross.

"You were the one who told me" I shrug and look blankly down the hallway. My eyes suddenly meet with a smart looking boy, a smile plastered securely on his face. He walks towards us and I tap Chihyon. She turns around and bows fairly low to the bow.

I do the same.

He reaches us and looks at me thoughtfully. Chihyon says something to his before bowing ever so slightly once again.

His attention moves from her to me. Once again he says something in korean, but the only words I understand are 'you' and 'Hazel'

"I- No Korean- only English" I speak semi proudly, those being the only words I know in the language.

"Oh my bad- how you finding our college?" He nods his head at me. I make an 'oh' sound before looking at Chihyon for help.

"Go ahead Haze, he won't bite" she says playfully before looking back at the man. He smiles again, this time dimples showing on his cheeks. A little giggle escapes her mouth and my eyes widen.

She's not usually like this.

I take a deep breath and break the silence, "It's good, I have a problem locker mate but I'm sure it'll sort itself" I wave my hand as to dismiss my own statement.

"What's your locker number? I can talk to your partner" he crosses his arms.

"No, it's okay- I don't want to create any hostility" I shake my head and laugh a little. I don't need some random man playing Prince Charming.

"Your pretty nice Hazel, I'll see you around" he reaches his hand out and pats my shoulder. Chihyon bows once again and the boy looks to her.

"Catch you around, Chi" He smirks slightly and walks off. The loudest breath escapes Chihyons mouth once he's out of sight.

Who even was he?

"You okay?" I wave my hand st her and she laughs.

"I just-Oh my god he actually knows my name" her hand raises and holds onto her forehead, her eyes stay wide and alert.

"Who was that Chihyon?" I squint my eyes and tilt my head slightly. He sounds like a bid deal.

She has the hots for him for sure.

"The head boy- that was the head boy" she exhales loudly again and groans. The head boy? I didn't even realise we had one.

It would explain why he wanted to know how I settled in.

"Oh" I say in response. Her face turns stern and her eyebrows furrow.

"Namjoon knew your name too" she points at me and i nod. She's acting a bit crazy.

"Chihyon?" I say getting slightly concerned, "Is he really this big of a deal or-"

"No" she says loudly, "I-well- To tell the truth" she pauses again and purses her lips.

Come on, say it. Admit you like him.

"I've actually been in the same education as him for some time- I think it must be 13 years I've liked him now" she stares at me blankly. I stare blankly back.

13

13 years liking someone and just not saying anything- that-fucking Hell.

"Wow Chihyon- just wow" is all I can manage to say. I push my locker closer. She just stares at me.

"Do you want to go get drinks? I need drinks now" her body relaxes again, and one last time she runs her hand through her hair.

Why do I attract these people?

"Yeah" I say instead of protesting, "Let's go- you can tell me more about this crush of yours on the way"