BTS Imagines (♡˙︶˙♡)

First Love [Suga x Reader]

[Listen..]

You unzipped your bag grudgingly as you pull out your music notebook. You zipped it back harshly and left it there.

you stomped your way towards the music classroom and sat on one of the vacant chairs.

You weren't in the mood- always not in the mood- whenever it's time for music class. Music isn't your type and will never be.

You hated it because you're not good at it.

The classroom was filled with different faces which you didn't care of and lots of noises filled your ears. You sighed heavily as you rested your face on your palm.

Then, you felt a presence beside you. You looked up to see who it was but unfortunately, you don't know him.

He glanced at you with his bored and cat-like eyes filled with no emotions but eventually looked away.

He had black messy hair, pale skin, and a pair of dazzling eyes.

You squinted your eyes since you didn't see him last time. You decided to speak up.

"New here?" you asked. He looked at you again and just nodded before leaning back, your eyes following his every actions.

"Ugh, this will be boring as hell" you groaned. Then, you heard a chuckle. You looked at him again but this time he was wearing that smile that made your heart somehow flutter.

"I bet you hate music" he said. You looked at him in disbelief. Now, he's laughing at you.

"i don't hate music, I'm.. just-" then he cut you off.

"you're not good at it" he finished and you replied a 'yeah'. He smirked and you just ignored him.

"Why do you seem to laugh at my weakness, huh?" you asked, putting your intimidating voice. 

He suddenly leaned in and you felt your breath hitched because your faces were just inches away.

"It's amusing anyways" he said and leaned back. Soon enough, the teacher came in. You felt your cheeks burned and he just sat there with a victorious smile on his face.

The music class started and [mianh, idk too much about music class XD] you're going to play the piano.

You groaned when you realized that you will never be able to play that thing. 

"I'm Min Yoongi, by the way" he whispered and you cocked an eyebrow at him but then looked away.

The teacher discussed about the piano and you didn't give a damn shit about it. You just placed your chin on your palm and zoned out.

A few moments later, Yoongi was asked to play and he gladly accepted the invite and sat on the chair or something like that and started to play.

You stared at him in awe. He played the instrument effortlessly, his head slightly bobbing with the rhythm. You can't help but to observe how he gracefully caress each piece of the piano.

He finished off with a round of applause from everybody. He went back to his seat with a triumphant smile.

"Wasn't I good?" he whispered to you again and you just shrugged.

Finally, the day ended smoothly and you rushed to get out of school. You were going to that dance studio again.

But before you could get out of the gate, someone grabbed you by the arm and pulled you back. You almost stumbled forward but regained your balance afterwards.

it was that Piano guy- I mean, it was Min Yoongi again.

"Where are you going?" he asked. You hissed while glaring at him.