Dear Hush | Taejin

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"Gamsa-amnidda!"

Seokjin shouted, bowing in front of his class. Everyone cringed at the unintentionally high volume of his voice.

"Blease dake gudd gare ov me!" He added as he bowed, his hair falling above his face. His teacher nervously chuckled, and patted his back to signal him to sit down.

He cleared his throat, watching Seokjin weave his way around the rows of seats to see if anyone would let him sit by.

Everyone that had a spare seat next to them placed their backpacks in the seat whilst avoiding looking at him.

He was really hot, but the way he talked was a major blow to his reputation. No one wanted their reputation ruined by being friends with him.

Seokjin walked by Taehyung's desk, and stopped. He grinned, pointing at the seat next to him.

"Gann I sid ere?" He asked, yet again unaware of how loud he actually was.

Taehyung's glance quickly shifted to a fairly beautiful Aesthetic girl with long black hair, who was looking back at him.

He turned back to Seokjin, quickly answering with a harsh "NO."

He looked at the Aesthetic girl again, and turned back to Seokjin.

"If you ever sit by me I will show you how strong I am. I will punch you."

He looked back at the girl, and to his delight she had been watching him show how manly he was.

Seokjin quickly shuffled to the side, and continued looking around.

"Here."

A kind student with orange hair smiled at him, his eyes turning into crescent moons as he patted the seat next to him.

Seokjin's face brightened immediately, and his hands formed an unknown sign, supposedly meaning 'thanks' in sign language. He figured that he had done enough speaking aloud for the day.

He sat in the desk and situated himself as the teacher began his lesson.

"Hello," the orange haired senior whispered to Seokjin. When Seokjin continued looking through his bag, he whispered a little louder.

"Helloo."

Seokjin seemed to still not hear him. Quickly looking to see if the teacher was watching, he nudged Seokjin by the shoulder.

Seokjin stopped, and looked up at the boy. "Hello, my name is Park Jimin."

He responded with a smile and a little wave. He did confusing signs with his hands, and Jimin's heart raced, embarrassed that he didn't know what Seokjin was saying.

"Can't you speak?" He whispered. Seokjin nodded, but pointed at his ear and shrugged.

"Oh, so you can't hear. That makes sense." He leaned back in his chair, and smiled.

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Dear Hush,

I met a new friend today. His name is Park Jimin, and he was nice enough to let me sit next to him in class.

We got to know each other quite a bit, which was surprising to me because I never had a real friend before.

I make good friends on social media where no one knows who you are, and no one knows that I am deaf.

He even went to such lengths as to take me to my classes.

Well, technically we have the same schedules but he still let me tag along with him today.

He explained what the teachers were talking about, and what lessons I have missed that I needed to know.

He is such a good friend. He invited me to sit with him at lunch, but I didn't agree when I saw all of his friends sitting at his table.

I didn't want to damage his reputation by sitting next to him or I would feel awful.

So I ate by myself. No one knows I am deaf yet, but I think they are starting to figure it out.

I wonder what my status will be when I check the board tomorrow.

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