"Uh, why do they keep staring at me?" {Park Jinyoung-Follow Me}
Your POV
Another day on campus. Girls who basically walk around naked, guys who think they are the absolute shit, people being ignorant..Just peachy am I right?
It's 12:30 pm now, and I am going to my last class for the day. It's Philosophy. It's not as unbearable as my other classes, but I'm not pissing myself over it. Plus it is the only class I have that my friends are in.
I pull my hoodie over my head as I walked past Double C. Double C is an inside joke with me and my friends. We call it Double C because we actually call them the Cunt Crew. But of course those roaches noticed me.
"Whut ees up maaan?" The leader Jihee said in butchered English. They drag on my friends and I for being foreign and try to speak english, throw american flags at us, yell the national anthem at us. Little does she know, she looks like a complete idiot when she does it. But of course, she and the rest of her crew are too popular to get called out on it.
She pushed me as she said some other english phrase. Jaeun and Ara came behind me and started to hum the anthem while pinching my neck . I was going to yell at them until Jihee told them to stop
They all turned around and soon I did too. I saw one of my friends there. It was Kharma. She's one of my dorm mates. The girls are kinda scared of her because she is black. Now you see, black people are deemed as dangerous and dirty to some Koreans. And if you couldn't tell Double C were those type of people.
Kharma was never the type to throw hands unless it completely necessary. She would usually want to talk or scream things out.
"So i guess your out here looking like a dumb ass again."Kharma started.
Jihee looked up to her.
"And I guess your still haven't showered yet."
Kharma looked over to me and motioned me to go to class. I started to walk to the door against the wall leading into the classroom. Kharma followed behind and stuck up her middle fingers.
"And I know that you just made yourself late."
Jihee scoffed and walked off with her girls in the other direction.
Kharma caught up with me and we sat in our seats. I took off my hoodie and let out a breath. I was getting really fucking tired of this school. Nothing happens except for people being asses. My love life is dry and my grades are going down. The hell is the point of collage?
Delia and Elizabeth walked in and sat with us. They were my other friends. Delia is German and Elizabeth is Biracial. Kharma Liz and Delia came to Korea together. They go way back those three.
"Any plans this weekend?" I ask just to get some convo going. Everyone looked like they were having a shit day, and I can relate to them. Kharma put her face flat on the table.
"What do you think?" Elizabeth asked.
Her curly hair looked very messy, and she had dark circles under her eyes. Delia hugged Liz's side and gave her a cup of coffee. "I heard that you didn't get any sleep last night." Delia said while she had her head on Liz's shoulder. Liz just nodded and took a sip of the coffee. "I swear I'm going to shoot Jihee in her damn nostril." Kharma whispered. Oh.. If it was only that easy.
"Alright class is starting." Mr. Gyeong started. Mr.Gyeong was a nice man. He didn't care what ethnicity you are, as long as you leave the class with some type of knowledge. He is a blessing to this school.
{start playing the song here}
As he was writing today's topic on the board, the doors swung open and slammed against the wall. Everyone broke their necks looking back at the doors. Seven guys who wore leather jackets and black jeans. Kharma stiffed a laugh.
"What type of emo shit are they smoking?" She asked through laughs. Liz smiled and laughed a little to loudly. A shorter one looked over to the four of us. He had a snap back and thicker legs than the others. He walked over to our group and sat next to Kharma. He touched her hair which was in a long pixie cut and had the left side longer than the other. She also had streaks of blue in it.
Kharma gave the guy a disgusted look and flinched away from his touch. He winked.
"Hey. I'm Jackson. What are your names?" He asked with an eye brow wiggle. Kharma looked back at us with a 'Bitch this boi is really smokin some shit' look.
"My name is-" Kharma started.
"Kharma?"A tall buy behind her asked. He glared at the Jackson guy and smirked. Kharma's eys went wide, then she looked at her bag and remembered that her name was sewn into it. The boy behind her took her hand and shook it. "I am Yugyeom." He seemed sweet. "And you two will be moved away from Kharma."Mr. Gyeong retorted. those two were moved away from us, but two other guys from the group were put next to Delia and I.
The guy next to me had jet black hair, a leather jacket and black jeans as expected, and two small moles over his right eye.
fuck he is attractive....
"Your names please?" Mr. Gyeong asked. He pointed at the guy next to Delia.
"Mark."
He pointed to a guy who was surrounded by girls and had this intolerable shit eating smirk.
"Kunpimook. But I prefer Bam Bam."
Mr.Gyeong raised his eyebrows while sighing. He pointed to two boys. They both had dark hair and were being stared at by girls. They didn't seem to like it.
"Youngjae.."
"Jinyoung"
Then he pointed back to the guys we spoke to. They looked pissed.
"Yugyeom"
"Jackson"
After I heard his name a girl screamed and he signaled for her to call him or some shit. Fucking great another hound of hoes have join our class. After that he pointed to the guy next to me. my heart kinda dropped when he did.
"Jaebeom"
He put his lollipop back in his mouth and slouched back in his chair. I looked across the table at the rest of the girls
They were shook too.
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lol my hand is cramping
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