A/N: Btw for all of my non kpop friends who are reading this Hyung means older brother or someone who is older that's a boy. Although it literally means older brother, it can also be used between close friends. Like for example "Oh, hyung, can you buy me dinner today?!"
———————————-Yoongi's POV
I was peacefully slowly falling asleep on my desk in first period. As usual, when I felt someone slam a book on my desk making me pull my head up from the scare, just to see Yuna turned around in the desk in front of me smiling at me.
"What do you want potato?" I complained.
"Are you dumb?! We still have a project to do." She retorted.
I rolled my eyes and sank my head back into my folded arms rested on the desk. "Ughhhhh but I don't want to," I grumbled.
"And you're calling me a potato?" She scoffed. "Ya! Wake up already!" She yelled pulling my ear.
"OW OW OW!" I screeched like a cat being dragged into a bath, as Yuna pushes me to one of the lab tables in the back where all of our today's project materials was.
After class was excused by the bell Yuna stopped me before I headed out the door.
"The projects due date is almost here, so do you wanna work on some of it at my house today after school?" She said the last part quietly.I shrugged. "Sure," Her smile beamed, making my stomach turn for some reason. I just tried to think of something else.
As she was about to walk out the door I quickly grabbed her wrist by accident. I let go turning red from embarrassment."Uh sorry about that, but don't you need my number... to you know communicate on the project." I mentally slapped myself. Smooth.
One corner of her mouth raised letting out a chuckle. "Wow look at you trying to get girls numbers," She teased. "But sure." She smiled once again putting her hand out. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and placed it in her hand. I just stared at her as she put her seven digit number on my phone and that was the first time I ever considered her as... cute? I didn't understand what was going on with me today maybe I'm just tired...I hope. She lifted her head and handed my phone back.
"Text me." And with that, she walked away to her next class leaving drowning in this unfamiliar feeling as I watched her walk away. I. Hate. Feelings.
Yuna's POV
Each class passed by until the school day was over. I walked home alone because Mina had to leave early for an orthodontist appointment. As I walked home I watched my breath from it being so cold. I always admired the cold because summer was always too hot. My boots dragged on the sidewalk. It's so quiet in my neighborhood today. Probably because everyone was on vacation for Christmas that was only two weeks away now. I walked up to my house entrance and searched for my keys in my pocket. Uh oh. I can't seem to find my keys. My heart started to panic. My sister and I are the only ones that live in the house because my parents passed away from a car accident that I luckily survived, leaving my sister to work hard every day to pay off our house bills, which meant she wasn't home all the time. I scavenge through my backpack. No luck. I sighed placing my back on the door and slid down. Another cold front was gonna pass today as well making the weather even colder, and Jisoo doesn't get home until 11 pm. The backyard door was always locked too. What luck I have. Then my phone buzzed in my pocket making me slightly jump. I get scared too easily sometimes. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and read a text message from an unfamiliar number but it was the area code. I read the text out loud to myself mumbling.
"Hey, it's Yoongi-" I paused. Oh no, I'm locked out of my house, how can we work on the project now. I immediately started to text him back.
Yuna: So uhhhh I'm kinda locked out of my house, and my sister doesn't get home until 11 pm
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Fanfiction"The problem with you is that you won't ever shut up." - Started: November 15th, 2017 Ended: - - - @ _cupid_lvr (Yoongi FF)